The Cries Of The Mermaid

I was inspired by this photo. I hope you enjoy!

She calls out into the night 

A soulful yet hollow melody 

Flying through the air toward the clouds 

From a once blissful heart

Singing in a language only the angels know

As she disentangles her hair of seaweed 

Salty tears flow from her eyes 

Mixing with the oceans opaque froth 

Once she was the beauty of the sea 

Embraced life with a youthful laugh 

Now she can only sing her soulful song 

A sad tune destined to lure unwary sailors 

To their untimely death as they drown in her unsympathetic smile 

Her heart was suffering 

In her selfish action 

By a lover so two-faced 

Now her unrelenting soul 

Will command no one home 

In her death she was so alive 

She lives not yet she can breathe 

Called to the ocean to drown in her own tears 

She knows not what day though knows time passes 

She finds peace among the waves 

Now it’s hers 

Not in death but in life wrapped in scaly skin

No break for the traveling seaman 

For the bodies found upon her shores 

For she has no heart but a black mass 

Death is inside of her unyielding and free 

She glides among the water and sea creatures 

In silent recognition 

Those who speak her name will come to know death 

She recognizes no creature in her sadness 

Only those unfortunate sailors passing the waves

Luring them to their eternal sleep 

As they succumb to her harmonious voice 

As each sun rises 

The day is new as she stares into the never ending horizon 

Even as she positions herself upon weathered stone 

Watching the crashing waves hit the sandy beach

Angels flying over head 

As her everlasting salty tears fall into her ocean of grief 

Mix with the deep oceanic water fast and free 

Spreading into every ocean 

In her song of soulful sorrow she waits for an angel 

The one who has come to her in a dream

The one who will show her true love again 

The one who will release her from this life of death  

Reviews

[LastMonth]

This sucks.

Well, not the poem.
The poem is great.

Her perdicament however, that definetly sucks.
The words dance around on the screen, rushing from one point to another, trying to convey the tragedy of the mermaid. They do so wonderfully.

Good job.

[Inject Positivity]

There is a tone of soul's pain throughout the poem, it makes the reader to ponder about her painful past, the imagery that you have created looks very vivid... The amazing creativity and thinking flows throughout the poem... This is so so amazing in the way you captured the reader's through your perfect choice of words...

So beautiful and melancholic manda... I love it...

Sincerely
Dhiman

[MandaBear]

Thank you for the lovely review. I am so glad you enjoyed. =)

[Cobblestone Traveler]

I'm amazed with how thorough you went into this creature's life/death, from her past ache and torture to her sadness and journey to retrieve love again. Very beautiful and melancholy.

I believe this is beautiful. However in "In her death she was so alive. She lives not yet she can breath" I wonder if you meant "breathe"? There may also be an extra E in "thee" in the line "Once she was thee beauty of the sea ". I hope you don't mind my minor observation.

This jumps to life in vivid imagery and I really enjoyed it.

[MandaBear]

I am glad you enjoyed my little writing. I don't mind I will go and fix them now =) Thanks for letting me know

[Cobblestone Traveler]

You're very welcome! ^_^