The Sweet Swan of Stratford-upon-Avon,
You belong not to an age but for all time,
Your achievement hath immeasurable reason,
Verses of emotions have thought and rhyme.
Your sonnets reflect the Elizabethan Age,
True to English,love and true to the salt,
'Love is not love when alters'said the sage,
England owes to you,so English owes a debt.
Intellectual pursuits scaled such an high,
Indeed there are many things in your name,
The constant Nothern Star in the vast sky,
Your name shot in to unconquerable fame.
I dedicate my poems to this mighty ocean,
May be a drop in that sea of great emotion.
Yesupatham Savarimuthu.
Monday, May 3, 2010
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