#WritcoPoemPrompt28
She floats like a dream,
Before she sinks under,
Carrying in her folds,
The dying cries of the soldiers.
The mighty warship,
The pride of the navy,
T'was not only powerful,
But beautiful like something in tapestry.
Not just a machine,
More than a ship,
A blend of emotions,
A fusion of delight.
She was an colossal...