it has been hundred years since the great Titanic sank and settled in the seabed of north Atlantic ocean forever. But its memory still is as pristine as its grandeur during its maiden voyage and is floating in our heart . Here, i am trying to revisit its poignant and nostalgic description wrapped in a poem...hope you will like it.
a ship was cruising on the sea,
undoubtedly, its wings were free.
they it named- "a ship of dreams",
"unsinkable" - the voyagers and world always believed.
but the' fathomless' ocean was always cold in its heart,
the voyage of dreams, it wanted to discard.
it first allowed to let it come ,
to embrace it tightly until it get sunk.
glee faces, were now crying in the whirl of tragedy,
a while ago, they were enjoying quite merrily.
their ship was being smothered by the ruthless sea,
undoubtedly, its wings were free.
they it named- "a ship of dreams",
"unsinkable" - the voyagers and world always believed.
but the' fathomless' ocean was always cold in its heart,
the voyage of dreams, it wanted to discard.
it first allowed to let it come ,
to embrace it tightly until it get sunk.
glee faces, were now crying in the whirl of tragedy,
a while ago, they were enjoying quite merrily.
they could do nothing but to wait and see.
it was the only 'titanic' for many hearts,
now is submerged and slumbering into the ocean of past...
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