As I sit, quill in hand, and reflect on my life's design,
I am struck by the brilliance, that has been mine to shine.
A poet, a passion, a soul on fire,
I have lived, loved, and laughed, with a heart that aspires.

My words, a symphony, of emotion and might,
Have captured the hearts, of readers, through the night.
"She Walks in Beauty," a masterpiece, of love and desire,
A poem, that has stood, the test of time's great fire.

And "Don Juan," a tale, of adventure and of passion,
A hero, of great charm, and of heart, in constant fashion.
My life, a canvas, of color, of light, and of shade,
A tapestry, of love, loss, and exile, that has been displayed.

I am the master, of my own destiny,
A weaver, of words, that has shaped, my own history.
My brilliance, a beacon, that shines, like a guiding light,
Illuminates, the path, through the darkness, of night.

I am Lord Byron, a poet, of passion, of fire,
A soul, that has lived, loved, and laughed, with heart's greatest desire.
My legacy, a testament, to my brilliance, and might,
Will shine, like a star, in the firmament, of literary light.