Poesie - Meine Gedichte, meine Gedanken, meine Welt

Titanic

Titanic

There she rests on the ocean's floor
Where she had drowned decades before
The corpse so pale in the lamplight's beam
Not more than a shadow of a dream

The strongest of all dreams she should've been
A ship so huge no one had ever seen
But strength led into boisterousness
And a piece of ice into noiselessness

Now the rooms are wrapped in the shroud of dark
Instead of the chandeliers cheerful spark
The halls once filled by chatting hosts
Now visited by silence, not even by ghosts

And where once pictures settled the walls
Emptyness tore nasty holes
The water killed the smell of fresh paint
When the ship fell in its dead faint

Wooden furniture got rotten
Their memories just long forgotten
The floors, once lively, are lonely and cold
Gold turned to dust and dust into gold

The rail not more than metal ribs
Where once lovers united their libs
And children looked up in the sky
Living in a world where they never die

But every child wakes up someday
In the gentle or the harder way
Recognizing that life is not a play
And everyone one of us has his price to pay

The stars where the only witnesses that night
They could do nothing but sending their light
And crying bitterly with shining tears
Alighting no wish but only fears

Now she tells us nothing of those terrible sceens
How the ship of dreams became a ship of screams
We only can guess how hard it was to release
But here she is meant to rest in peace

Here she is buried on the ocean's floor
Holding the wake for those who drowned years before
Where the sea's stones now mark a grave yard
And metal bones lay by the ocean's heart

To remind people on the bottom of sea
Of the power of nature, that also gave life to thee
And where ever we may want to flee
Only in death's embrace we are meant to be

Free

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I know ... it's a quite melancholic one this time ...
But if we never let our melancholic thoughts break out of our overburdened minds, they will drive us crazy.