Deadly Waters
Black tide sways, calling deep,A silent vow the lost must keep.Cold hands rise from beneath,Whispers slither through clenched teeth.
Moonlight shatters on the wave,Marking where the damned behave.Step too close, the current knows,Pulling secrets down below.
No screams, no trace, just hollow blue,Drowned in echoes no one knew.The water waits, the water feeds—A grave that never needs a creed.
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Deadly waters
Puplished 8th February 2025
Poetry
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