Sad Poem Poem by Shanika marini Paul

Pity me not I pray


Pity me not for my strive to survive,
For I too am just destiny’s child
MAKETH ME A PLAN, I BEG THEE dont
For I have nothing but a saddened soul

Tis I that reflect through the looking glass,
Moaning and hiding from realities’ harm
For no one’s to blame for my plight and pain
Mine are the scars of yesterdays charm

Tried to make a change, no one’s to blame
A mockery it made, not an honors maid
Tried to light up a hungry soul
Ended just messing and felt the shame
Pity me not, I pray thee my foe
For thou closed thy eyes when I needed thee most




Shanika Paul





/graduate BA English(OUSL) , ADIE(UK) , ACIE(OUSL) , DIP; AMI/PSY(Cambridge) Trained Teacher(IMSD)