By the bay waters tinted by the moonlight
I hear the siren’s song bewitching the night.
A nameless euphoria; my dispairs fight
the alluring sirens beckoning from out of sight.
The tentacles of enchantments walked me to the shore
where the oceans crashing against the rocks roar
their desperate warning of the siren’s folklore
but deafened I walked, legs led by amore.
The winds, one last time, a warning whispers
about the miserable woes beneath the glamour.
Then engulfed my body the water, wind, and fear
when hypnotized, to their calls, I turned a deaf ear.
Like a moth drawn to death couldn’t resist the flame,
I fell for the temptations just the same,
and offered my body, offered my name
like a fool, to the magic’s malignant game.
Now a formless voice, I wander in regret,
serenading along with the siren’s septet,
one more wayward girl caught in charm’s fishnet,
mourning a melody to lure another soul yet.
– Sahana Narendran
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