its all about me
'I AM A POET'-IF I COULD ASSERT!
When I peep into myself,
I see a bare barren heart-
Very little occupied by a single desire
‘I am a poet’ if I could assert.
But not yet I ‘ve felt
Gladness of Shelley’SKYLARK’
or any Shakespeare’s DARK LADY
Has ever made any remark.
No tennyson’s IDEAL TEARS from my eyes
shed into my heart,
Which I could put to pen
And make that my poem’s part.
There is none of BEAYTY'S DAUGHTER
Whose beauty could I extol.
And immortallise her beauty
By composingBEAUTY CAROL.
NoREMEMBERENCE forPARADISE LOST
My heart did ever brear
Nor yet by god’s grace
I ve lost my any dear.
neither nature nor its bea
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