To The Shakespeare Poem by shuvo chakraborty

What we know after the sun and moon
Nothing with of highest effulgence like you.
Zeus of the language finest and omnipresent throughout the world
Seeks always it's hidden strength from your pen
To sketch the human acts in perfect shape through your dramatic personages.
Those dared to climb upon your mysterious mountain for ages
Had to face the impediments innumerable to scramble the meanings of words geming,
Few succeeded to tread the highest peak self illuminated unlike natural
With glory insufferable likewise your selves confined not within handful pages.