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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