Hi guys,
how are you doing today and happy sunday
Today I’ll be sharing with you a new artwork i created recently using ballpoint and charcoal on paper.
————— DEAD MEN TELL NO TALES —————
Beneath the tide where anchors sleep,
Where secrets drift and silence keeps,
The dead lie still with hollow eyes,
Beneath the weeping, salted skies.
Their lips are sealed with time and sand,
No truth escapes that shadowed land,
For tales they knew, both grim and grand,
Now vanish from the reach of man.
A whispered feud, a lover's cry,
A dagger drawn, a fateful lie
All buried deep where none can pry,
And only ghosts remember why.
No parchment holds their final word,
No witness speaks of screams unheard,
Their stories, like the mist, disperse
A mute, unwritten, vanished verse.
So heed the sea and winds that wail
The dead are silent, cold, and pale.
Their tongues are stilled, their voices veiled
For dead men, friend, they tell no tales.
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