Shakespeare's Casanova

alas and be aghast, poor women
for i am a sad and lonely actor
set across the corpses of crippled hearts,
dripping across the pages of your soul infested letters to casanova

drowning in melancholy
you will never find another charming fool
you will never find another quite like me, darling

someone who can constantly sing with an ugly voice
and turn terrible sounds into such beautiful words
that make you swoon for a tragedy like me

but forgive me, now
for i have sinned, darling

sigh no more ladies, for i was nothing more
than a mediocre poet, one foot on shore,
the other at sea

i was like some sickness you loved to hold
i am nothing but a desperate man
falling for innocent young wives
that can murder a man's heart a thousand times

it's so subtle
it took a hot summer's day in the Appalachian mountains
to make all my head over heels fans finally see
that even i can be a woeful liar

shoot me now, love
shoot me now, for i have committed the ultimate
adultry, infidelity and cheated you of my love

do it because you love me regardless
if i repeat the same thing a thousand times

This is really and truly a fantastic piece - though I have a few suggestions as far as flow/pacing goes, the content itself is superb, and your word choice is, aside from one point, flawless. The fragmented nature - no capitals, little punctuation, no full stops - gives it an almost stream of consciousness feel. The voice of the narrator is palpable and unique, and I give you major brownie points for all the literary allusions!

dripping across the pages of your soul infested letters to casanova

Mmm... this really breaks the flow of an otherwise stellar stanza, and I'm not sure I like your use of the word 'infested' here. This poem - or at least, the narrator - is all about grandeur, even if it is just a gilt facade in front of empty space. Taken as 'soul infested' it's better, but might be less blatantly disparate if written as 'soul-infested.'

someone who can constantly sing with an ugly voice
and turn terrible sounds into such beautiful words

I think it's just the pacing of the first line here that bothers me. It would flow better as something more like -

someone who can sing with such an ugly voice
and turn terrible sounds into such beautiful words

sigh no more ladies, for i was nothing more
than a mediocre poet, one foot on shore,
the other at sea

i was like some sickness you loved to hold
i am nothing but a desperate man
falling for innocent young wives
that can murder a man's heart a thousand times

I love these lines so much I'm currently picking out an engagement ring.

Keep writing - I look forward to the reading!

Wow this was really good.A lovely piece of work.

dripping across the pages of your soul infested letters to casanova

the flow of the poem is good but as pointed out by Fand this line breakes the rythm of the paragraph.Its good to avoid long sentences in a poem.

There are not really any grammatical errors or spelling errors but:

adultry, infidelity and cheated you of my love

adultry-adultery.

The i's should have been in caps and also the c in casanova.It represents ur poem more nicely.

sigh no more ladies, for i was nothing more
than a mediocre poet, one foot on shore,
the other at sea

even I loved this lines,I can imagine Shakespeare telling it.

Well done!
Keep writing.

but forgive me, [s]now[/s]
for i have sinned, [s]darling[/s]

The occasionally "love" or "darling" adds to the perspective of the speaker, but extra words are reoccuring in your work. Just by cutting a few of them down, this could be better.

I like this poem because I despise Shakespeare. Just a thought.