Shakespeare, the fountain head
Of English poetry and prose,
Inspired poets of all ages and nations
Since centuries past,
And would continue to do so
Till humans are turned to dust!
We express our feelings with delight
And praise his works and songs,
Some lines we like more than others,
In expressing preferences, there is nothing
wrong!
But we are no connoisseur,
So let us not try to rate,
His immortal poetic works,
By giving a numerical grade!
Let us not commit this single sacrilegious
act,
For he is the perennial fountain head,
And this is a historical fact!
I also have no patience with the audacity of anyone daring to grade Shakespeare. The validity of the great authors, composers and artists of the past is enshrined by the indelible mark they have made on the human canvas. One might give you a 10 on this but I notice that you have disabled the grading function which I take to mean that you neither need nor desire grades on your poems either. Again, I heartily concur.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the works of poets like Shakespeare and other classical writers are immortal. i have seriously been pondering over this