Sleep of the darkness deep
Where chaotic silence
About to creep
A very big crowd of demons
Come to visit
Victims of morbid fear
Gather in the
Horror of a nightmare
That before you appear
No sunset
No sunrise
As so quickly!
You just vaporise!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There is something eerie about people who want to visit Titanic which is the final resting place of so many innocent victims of that tragedy.