Shakespeare has always been a very great influencer of literature . He has written over 158 sonnets and among them , there is this beautiful composition from the drama "As you like it". The sonnet is very collected and has some elements of fantasy.
Who loves to lie with me,
And turn his merry note
Unto the sweet bird's throat,
Come hither, come hither, come hither:
Here shall he see
No enemy
But winter and rough weather.
Who doth ambition shun
And loves to live i' the sun,
Seeking the food he eats,
And pleased with what he gets,
Come hither, come hither, come hither:
Here shall he see
No enemy
But winter and rough weather.
The tree in this sonnet, has grown in an enchanting forest . The dazzling one always protects the forest animals under it's magical shadow . The beauty of it attracts the fantastical creatures from the forest ( Come hither - come here). Mystical souls lie under it to heal themselves. No enemy can reach near its charm. It aids the creatures with its singing and merry notes. -Direct description
By imitating some parts from the sonnet I have tried to form a parody but it is an antithesis, the exact opposite form of the tree . By writing this I didn't mean to harm the beauty of the original sonnet . But just the striking curiosity regarding the opposite version , made me create this piece .
Into the woods nothing's clear
Where witches , ghosts and wolves appear
Into the the woods and through the fear
A beautiful tree stands near a river
Green wood tree it calls itself , it tells you fate
Leads you into the mysterious fantasy gate
Under the green wood tree it loves to lie with me
Over and forever Larger than the sea
People come over and go
Lie stuffed in them and so does sorrow
Fantasy can give you best excuse
Come to green wood tree to find the Muse
Lies over lies it tells you
"You will become rich , you will become happier in minutes or few"
Beautifully cherished tree has fruits of lie
It feeds your fates so much ,so you can't deny ..
Fake all the fantasy is and reality is on its creek
No one ever cared because it will cause you a freak
Ghosts and people come here always
Never ever they fall into the correct ways
dignity of the tree so much , that you may get blinded
All the beauty it has around so sorrunded
Come and go , people may dismay
As the life they had lied to its on to decay
"Fate says so" the tree exclaims
Shorten your life and erase the names
Memory starts to fade until the last breath
Causing the fantasy to take you to your unwilling death ...
Under the green wood tree
Who loves to lie with me ..
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