On The Death of A Student

Oh! She who just passed away
With slow walking feet
But now too swift as some untrained invisible fears
Passing through her neutral grin

Oh! She whose wild hassles
Went disorderly silent
And went past the invisible dreams
Two stretched days only
Before the crippled mistral of holy autumn
Would close down the sails of ease
After meeting the pillow of final rest,
At last, and sleeping evermore!

Oh! Waad! You departed with a
Promise of a grieving youth
The lips of a black tulip
Fuddled with no tears
Dancing on tearless tear!
And now that you no longer sleep or walk,
Your slower beats, you see,
Float like a ten thousands specter ears
Rushing for a late futile sailing
On a distant specter gleam
Born to the gelid stars and
The burning winged seas
...............................
Rest in peace...