Perched on a bed of rock
Surrounded by the gushing sea
A siren, exquisite and bewitching
Beckons sailors silently
Then she opens her mouth to sing
A golden, dream-woven melody
Desires, deep and dark
Want, from the sailor’s heart, to be free
He’s blinded, by mist, by greed
His course changes, chasing ‘beauty’
Towards the awaiting monster
He drifts slowly, longingly
Soon, he stares into the eyes of his doom
Fantasies washed away by reality
A sunken ship and broken dreams
Lie at the siren’s feet like eventuality
– Tanvi Jain, Delhi Public School, Noida
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