Shakespeare

Creative heart, obsessed with passion and skill,
You gave sonnets and plays for our hearts to fill,
To those who wouldn't believe it was you,
Who believe it was another that you were untrue,
You, only you gave us magical words, true starry nights,
Revealing yourself with ink and paper oh the sight,
Presenting so proudly, a genius of art,
They can't accept your vision, nor how your part,
Of this world, your legacy supreme,
This world can't accept these masterpieces there something out of a dream,

You gave us you which was never appreciated,
They are blind to the beauty you truly created,

Just know that even now,that there are still stars who follow your moonlight.

Love you Shakespeare.