Many refer to Shakespeare as a wizard, literary miracle among other names that seek to idolise and make him seem a demigod. After reading the man and carrying out a careful analysis of the work and art from the man from Stratford-upon-Avon, I came to conclusion that he is nothing but an overrated playwright. His poems are tremendous pieces for any aesthetic mind in any case and even if written by a different soul, a rose would have smelt better still.

Romeo and Juliet is undoubtedly Shakespeare’s bookmark in terms of his work but upon reading Pyramus and Thisbe, I feel awfully deceived. The tragedies are acutely similar and upon treading Merchant of Venice, I relate Antonio and Basannio to another similar-like Greek tale of friendship. Julius Caesar is more of a biography rather than a work of creativity. Two of Shakespeare’s writing years are said to be ‘lost’ as he simply ‘disappeared’ from the face of the earth. Methinks that in those two years,Shakespeare travelled across Europe ‘borrowing’ ideas and tales from other people with outstanding minds. It is no coincidence that he reached his greatest after this period!! If you are to read Plutarch as well as other writers of Shakespeare’s time, you’ll discover discover he borrowed plots, characterizations and ideas from them. He literally went up to borrowing dialogues from Plutarch for he knew nobody surpassed Plutarch in the writing of psychology and witty quotes. If the works had been copyrighted…

Many consider Shakespeare the patron of modern English as he supposedly ‘introduced’ the most English words, but contrary to that, Shakespeare falls way below expectation. John Milton (1608-74) introduced the most English words, 650 in total. Ben Jonson comes in second with 558 words and John Donnes closes in the Amazing Three with 342 words being accredited to him. Embarassingly enough, Shakespeare notches up a disappointing 229 words. So much for the faith!
P.S. Milton introduced words like pandemonium, debauchery, terrific, fragrance, lovelorn and healthy. They did not invent them per se but rather had them first on recorded use.

As Sigmund Freud once remarked, ‘No mortal man can keep a secret. If his lips are silent, he chapters his fingertips; betrayal oozes out of him from every pore.




Life is a transaction
You pay dowry for a wife
Then she runs you to your grave
For the little wealth and fortune left
The river gambles its waters to the clouds
Only to rain back helpless

Life is a transaction
And they say nature
Can’t take what you do not want it to
But God lends us life
Yet we are indebted to death
He claims what’s his
Before we settle and rest

Parents spending time and fortune
To educate their children their future
But end up miserable
Worse than their parents
Failures in their in their own field
But as one’s gone
Another’s born
And remember to forget not
Where there is hope,
Their lies the future.
Children are the future.