William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

Comments about William Shakespeare

  • Veteran Poet - 1,001 Points p.a. noushad (5/20/2015 5:58:00 PM)

    dear, i cannot forget your verses from my heart.

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  • Rookie Artist Nahid (5/17/2015 1:58:00 PM)

    युंहि जझ्बात मुकम्मल नहि होते कातिल... अशियां-ऐ-जनाझा पाना आसां नहि यहां.... Artist 🎨

  • Veteran Poet - 1,001 Points p.a. noushad (5/8/2015 12:35:00 PM)

    Dear, I like your flowery verses very much.

  • Rookie - 4 Points Leonard Ace ''akie'' Almalvez (5/4/2015 12:02:00 AM)

    My favorite author ever, and my inspiration

  • Rookie - 8 Points Safuwan Safuwan (5/3/2015 12:00:00 PM)

    nat niceeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

  • Veteran Poet - 1,001 Points p.a. noushad (3/23/2015 2:26:00 AM)

    nice, your verses inspire me dear.

  • Rookie Navneet Singh (2/7/2015 6:02:00 PM)

    Please can you help me to make a poem on 10 words pleasee..... Astronmy, rotation, revolution, geocentric, heliocentric, parallax, orbit, galaxy, asteriod, and collision please can you help me

  • Veteran Poet - 1,028 Points Panmelys Leschevin D' Ere (1/15/2015 5:27:00 AM)

    I believe he was a briliant pre-psychiatrist maybe Freud and Dostoievsy had absorbed his works, as many others,
    he's a fresh today as yesterday, and one something new each time they pick up his works. Panmelys.16728

  • Rookie - 54 Points Grace Moneymaker (12/23/2014 5:58:00 PM)

    With 'Romeo & Juliet' I was immediately hypnotized by the way it was written. The characters, the drama, the romance, simply amazing.

  • Veteran Poet - 1,440 Points Dan Reynolds (9/23/2014 7:30:00 AM)

    You show some promise, but the archaic language lets you down. Try to read some good contemporary poets and expand your thoughts without the restriction of form.

Best Poem of William Shakespeare

All The World's A Stage

All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in ...

Read the full of All The World's A Stage

From The Rape Of Lucrece

Her lily hand her rosy cheek lies under,
Cozening the pillow of a lawful kiss;
Who, therefore angry, seems to part in sunder,
Swelling on either side to want his bliss;
Between whose hills her head entombed is;
Where like a virtuous monument she lies,
To be admired of lewd unhallowed eyes.

Without the bed her other fair hand was,

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