All the world’s a stage
Were the wise cunning words of the bard
That is puffed to life even today
The reason for his remembrance
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We’re mere marionettes
In the hands of the player
Pulling random notes
Our life’s balladeer
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The sweet intonation embodied in his poetry
Blind us, for we can’t see a thing
And dance to his harmonics
Forgetting our own dreams
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Snared by the temptations
Confounded in our minds
Living for others
Stupefied by the stage
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The promiscuous licks
Forms a juncture
Bewitching the audience
Amalgamating cheers and claps
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For this is the theater of life
Where you are
Sometimes a hero and sometimes a fiend
And all the world is your stage.
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Linking with: Carry On Tuesday #167
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Prompt: All the world’s a stage
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^Song of the day: “Master of Puppets” by Metallica
^Don’t be lazy and please do drop in your comments below 😛
^Until next time, Chaos! 😉
Stringed Words 
A lovely homage to that brilliant bard. 🙂
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Many thanks Rigel and thank you for visiting, do make that more often! 😛
Well what can I say just love the works of that brilliant bard, thats the reason I guess I could think of this short poetry, least I can do. 😉
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I totally enjoyed this. Your certainly know how to use words ‘constructively’ thank you for sharing it. I m a fan of spokeshave………..(dont worry about it, My Father always called dear Willy that!) hugzzz
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😀 Thanks to you for visiting my blog and taking pain in exploring the poetry and couldn’t thank enough for your wonderful comment. I’m overwhelmed. I’m a diehard fan of your spokeshave too(no worries here Willy would definitely like this closeness 😉 ) *Hugs back* 🙂
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Welcome :0) No pain in reading your work, really enjoyed it. I write a lot of poetry myself. Will later perhaps put another page up here on me pomes – Spokeshave would approve he had intellect and wit as well as humour. hugs back atcha x
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I will look forward to it 🙂
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In school I found Shakespeare so difficult to put into MY words….then I realized I didn’t have to….the prose was fine, just the way it was…..It was easier to see it acted out on stage….In any case, your poem had me thinking….I am neither hero of fiend – just somewhere in-between….
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Thank you for dropping by. 🙂 Even, it took me some time initially to fully understand some of the Shakespeare’s words but it got clearer and apparent afterwards. That is your perspective about lying somewhere in between, but you never know you might be a Hero for someone without knowing 😉 or will become, life isn’t just over is it? 🙂
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fantastic poems.
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Thank you 🙂
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Indeed we cannot always be the hero, but hopefully we aren’t the fiend too often ;). Good take on the prompt and thanks for visiting and commenting.
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yeah life has its balance and by fiend I don’t imply on being a real villain in life. Well it just implies about the minor mistakes we as humans make intentionally, for to err is to be human, it may include for example telling a small lie for some reason 🙂
Thank you for your reply, do visit more often 😉
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Life’s a lot more fun when you think of it as a stage – then you can be whoever you want to be! Sometime fiend, sometime hero….
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Indeed! Thanks for your lovely remark! 🙂
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