Note:- Sincere apologies in advance for grammatical mistakes and many minor mistakes.

I.
He is a critter of some kind.
A bitter one I'd say.
Poor thing distracts itself.
Ashes lying in the ashtray

II.
The stage has reached the zenith of perfection.
There is no room for imperfection.
It is hard to gain roses to your performance.

III.
It is hard to gain roses to your perfomance.
All the word is a stage, had said Shakespeare.
But our actor is stuck in his own little sphere.
All the men and women are actors and actresses.
I want to say to the creator a true word of within.
He who acts on your stages never wanted to be one of your actors.
No you must not say that atleast he is not forced to suffers a fate worse than the others.
For he feels the blessing to be quite imposed.

IV.
Slippery sadness...