Abyssal Songs
Reflecting Waves
Deep murmurs vibrate
Beneath the shivering moons, softly
Echoes of lost serenades
Dance in twilight realms.
The tide listens.
Flickers of harmonies
Entwined with shadowy seaweeds,
Drifting, enchanted,
Composing tides of loneliness,
Songs never sung, yet lingering.
Beneath the curtain of wigs
Lies the hush
Where silence hums,
And voices of bubbles
Cast their haunting, glittering realms.