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The Voice of The Siren

Poetry By: TheCrimsonMusketeer
Fantasy



a poem about sirens


Submitted:Apr 11, 2013    Reads: 50    Comments: 1    Likes: 2   


Never offer your ears to a siren,

who finds your perish delightful, but not accidential.

who sings her song of beauty and despair,

note by note,

and tired voiced,

smiles like a titan

Never offer your ears to a siren,

a mermaid of destruction,

your clouded mind forcing you forward,

logic ignored.

she will laugh at her victory with eyes of wicked joy,

enjoying your peril.

If you find yourself,

ears and all,

caught in the grip fo a siren these things (if you wish to live), you must do;plug your ears now,

let her find her song innaffective to your soul,

let her find your ears locked shut,

closed,

mute...

Refrain from curiosity or her sound overtake you,

dooming you to oblivion.

Now raise thy sail,

work thine slaves to max power and sail onward your journey where no sirens are and every ones' voice is old, weak, and course...

-The Crimson Musketeer





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