The Bermuda Triangle

Oh beautiful sea, 

The secrets you hold, 

The stories you've told, 

You're the place I long to be.


Your whispering winds,

Your crystal coasts,

Your playing palms

Your loving lands

Oh beautiful sea

You're the place I long to be.


During the day,

The fish will play,

But with the coming of night, 

Starts the fright.

Your predators will prowl, 

Your prey will hide,

The monsters will growl,

The children will cry.

Oh beautiful sea,

You're the place I long to be.


Your storms sink ships,

Your depths hide horrors,

Your tender salty lips, 

Your hunger needs more.


Oh frightful sea, 

The secrets you stole,

The stories untold,

You're the place I long to leave.

This poem is about: 
Our world


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