Across the Shore of glittering shells,
And seafoam that shines,
You can hear the Mermaid's Song softly arise.
They sing to Me and Sailors,
Out upon the Sea,
Telling of good deeds of Men,
That lost their lives at Sea.
Of Ships that rest upon the sand,
And of the Glory days of Then,
Of Jewels and Pirate Treasures,
No longer owned by Man.
Of glittering Tails of Royals,
And the Palace they call Home.
And of their wishes to see,
The place they cannot go.
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Hey Guys! I hope you enjoy my poems. Just to say, these poems don't have a deeper meaning. I will tell you if they do.
I NEED TO SAY THIS!!!!
MY DEATH POEM IS NOT MORBID!
There. My friends keep saying that my Death and War poems are morbid. I understand how my War one might be morbid. But not my Death poem.
Anyways, have a good day!!! Byeee~~~!!!
- DragonPath
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Poetry**Old shitty poetry that I attempted.** Just a book of poems that I came up with. Just for fun. By the way none are having to do with my life. Will not have regular updates.
