I am perplexed about the people in this most wondrous world,
Bewildered about their so-called opinions ’round which this globe whirls.
Thy reflections go unseen, Thy voice go unheard,
Thou art a negligible slave of the sphere’s word…
Wherefore thou art anxious about the folks, O Dreamer,
Wherefore thou believeth in the folk chat, O Believer…
Alloweth thyself to riseth above the people,
Alloweth thyself to riseth above the evil.
Dreameth without fear, maketh thy imaginations fly away
Standeth above your melancholy and fly like a ravenous and unassailable blue jay…
Actually these days I am obsessed with Shakespeare works so, just thought to imitate his charming style of writing so, tell me how is it….