Bermuda Triangle
Will we ever know where it goes to starts or ends ?
Bermuda Triangle
A place where ships and planes disappear,
Into the sky or ocean, unclear.
Waves that rise and winds that howl,
A mystery that makes many scowl.
Lost in the depths or swallowed by night,
The Bermuda Triangle hides from sight.
Some say it’s magic, some say it’s fate,
A secret that’s locked behind an invisible gate.
The stars above twinkle bright,
Guiding the way through endless night.
But in the Triangle, they lead astray,
Ships and planes lost along the way.
Whispers of tales from days gone by,
Of treasures hidden and spirits that fly.
The winds are restless, the waters deep,
A secret the ocean vows to keep.
What’s beneath the waves, no one can say,
A force of nature, or something at play?
The Bermuda Triangle, a world unknown,
A place where mysteries have grown
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Great work here
Yes, believe it or not. Great work on a poem on something that some say exists and others not.