I was always wanted to be a writer.
I hope that my passion of writing can be uplifted through this way of getting on the right road.
Maybe it's not really a Masterpiece for everybody, but it is for me.
I don't want to let the story of my life be left behind.
I want it to live forever just like what Shakespeare did to her lover.
He expressed his feelings about her loved ones in Sonnet 18.
It is my favourite one.
You shall read it and I am afraid that you might fall for it as well.
Here it is..
Sonnet 18
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
cover of my book so far..
will be touched-up and edited again soon..
here is the tips for the beginner as I am..
hope it helps..
