Curse Of The Titanic Poem by Dorsey Baker

Curse Of The Titanic

Rating: 5.0


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!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
David Wood 21 June 2023

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.

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