Poem

Rating: 10/10 (19 May 2007)

Upon pure ocean waters, a ship of dreams set sail, Unsinkable the titanic soared gently across the sea, Unknown to all surroundings, this pearl ship was frail, A glistening beauty underneath heavens lusting sky, While straying gently into the darkened night of destruction.
Elaborate stars shined romantically over the vessel, As night was brought upon, and destiny awaited, Heavens gates slowly opened up, as god stated, "Follow the golden stairway", and silently he waited While heavens angels where brought to him above.
Hitting a deathly iceberg titanic slowly began to sink, Leaving many souls trapped upon the beautiful ship, As silently with no one around this boat went down, And with an oceans wave, gods angels began to drown, As they gave there hearts to the weeping ocean.
The lost souls of titanic now travel upon the ship, Still seeking misery for the death of there hearts, Floating within the waters accepting there fate, While many still live on with there soul mate As they dance as souls across the ballroom floor.