The Call of the Song

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Poem

The grey streaks in the sky ends
and blues piers though
Where the dark blue stops and meets a lighter soft blue

Where water turns to skies
And clouds began to rise and take form
While water turns to air

The crashing of waves do sing
A song

That a siren did forgot
Due to a memory loss
What a wicked spell
The witch did lay on her foe
For the price that she paid- the siren did
When she took a sailors life
A lover of the witch
Turn to sea foam

But it was both their fate to suffer
For all of a eternities

And now sailors take delights for their lives for they are spared
as they navigate in most calm waters that were left unexplored
For they aren't condemn like the creatures of myths 

What tall tales I think while I dream
As I  rest in the quarters
In the bed where I tend to lay in mid-mornings

Soft sand near shores
louder in the deep sea
I also dream of thee

While the sunlight gleams
and the sea shines clear crystalizing
diamonds
in the cool atmosphere

Sea foams forms 
These gems
And they do belong to the mighty sea king who is called Poseidon

A beauty that cannot be bought by any living man nor can they be capture here or there

Though the foolish do try
And so they die with empty hands

But I see no interest in riches
For when I wake
I do seek of thou

But all to soon the light befalls and morphs to  dark
And so I must rest
All the while longing of you

Lure in by the ship's sure motions
My eyes heavy do close
My breathe
Goes in and out
Rhythmically 
Marking my end of the day
As of now
And a lightless sky prepares a new chapter for its time
For this fine tonight

But for me as I sleep
And dare to dream

The pages reset
And so I find myself back at the start

So I'm stuck
To relive
My day on and on

With no memory
Of the fact

All my recollections
Gone
Due to that witch

And so this story starts and ends

When I seek my words once more
For I'm trap
Due to the curse
So I shall sing

The grey streaks in the sky ends
and blues piers though
Where the dark blue stops and meets a lighter soft  blue...

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