Passing Over Poem by Shanika marini Paul

The gentle breez doth refreshes
The saddest and the merriest soul
For nature doth remedy
Man’s sad and happy state’s plea or glee

Oh evening star thy beauty shineth
Covered with the virtuous veil of moon light,
Illuminating the darkness, step by step
As thou walk along the isle.

As a maiden thou smile shyly upon rock, tree, and sand
Thy steps so light infects a flirtatious sight
As lovers embrace thy charm’s band
And merry upon thy sight.

Champagne it seems to the toast;
As the waves of the sea laps upon my toes
I watch thee bride of the moon
Wink shyly upon his view

Blessed tis the night upon this hour;
When moo and star
Freedom did seek up her maidens chime.
As her soul was winged In death’s knelling chime.
Leaving up her an eternal smile.

Watched did I her frozen stilled bone
As the doctor did moan
For she was but his own teacher
And he did thinketh it an honour to treat her.

She now lay moon cold boned,
Her sad disciple pleading to retain her soul
Alas twas in vein for now in death she remains.
Tears doth invade the out roar of sighs,

Ay! Marry please They say!
The angels on mission to escort her soul
To place her once more to be but watched not moaned
For twas the hour knelling bells!
Of every chime in every bell.


Poet Shanika Paul
U/graduate BA English(OUSL) , ADIE(UK) , ACIE(OUSL) , DIP; AMI/PSY(CAMBRIDGE) Trained Teacher(IMSD)