The pulchritudinous aquatic lair,
Of resplendent melancholy depth,
A place damaged beyond repair,
Teeming of glazed ghosts of death.
Hither and yon an offed world lingers,
The alluring charm of the cadaverous expanse,
Where bony-ice settles deep in frigid fingers,
A bloodless shore of gothic romance.
Eyes burning with a copper glance,
Vermilion waves wash over the bare sea-bed,
Waking the argenteous sand lance,
From their hide-out in death's head.
This oceanic God's acre,
Populated by inert remains,
Destroying the soul of a ballad-maker,
Hang-out of many sins and life-banes.
My languid, crippled stony heart,
Floating in this burgundy desert,
In fragments shattered into pieces of ****** art,
Blown away in a riotous explosion of subvert.
A/N: This poem is a tribute to the thousands of forgotten lives lost under the sea.
Mar 11, 2014
Mar 11, 2014 at 1:09 PM UTC
The pulchritudinous aquatic lair,
Of resplendent melancholy depth,
A place damaged beyond repair,
Teeming of glazed ghosts of death.
Hither and yon an offed world lingers,
The alluring charm of the cadaverous expanse,
Where bony-ice settles deep in frigid fingers,
A bloodless shore of gothic romance.
Eyes burning with a copper glance,
Vermilion waves wash over the bare sea-bed,
Waking the argenteous sand lance,
From their hide-out in death's head.
This oceanic God's acre,
Populated by inert remains,
Destroying the soul of a ballad-maker,
Hang-out of many sins and life-banes.
My languid, crippled stony heart,
Floating in this burgundy desert,
In fragments shattered into pieces of ****** art,
Blown away in a riotous explosion of subvert.
A/N: This poem is a tribute to the thousands of forgotten lives lost under the sea.
