His fingers traced down lifting her dress
Leaving a mark and easing her stress

Hooting of a ship and steam
Of a future uncertain
Accompany this lucid dream

Alas a crack in the night
A melody uninterrupted
An atrocious sight

Guests taken by surprise
They would not live
To see the sun rise

Sinister silence engulfed
The once boisterous ship
The safety rafts weren't enough
Now the corpses drift

A lost soul at sea
Finds the empty vessel
Now a musty burgundy
Filled with fishes and mussels

He reaches out to his radio
The air freezes and drops
Just as a splinter shoots like an arrow
To his head and then pops

I wish it was but a lucid dream
My palms whiten and sweat trickles
As I see my dad downstream
And relive this lucid dream

Divija

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A lil sad and yes inspired by Titanic.
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