In yonder depths where tempests oft do churn,
There dwell fair Sirens, creatures to discern,
With voices sweet, they lure the sailors near,
To rocky shores, where danger doth appear.
Their song, a melody of seductive grace,
Entraps the hearts of men in that embrace,
Beware, oh mariners, their tempting call,
For in their arms, your fate shall surely fall.
Their tresses, like the darkest night’s cascade,
Conceal the treacherous dangers they’ve arrayed,
With eyes that gleam like moonlight on the sea,
They weave a web of dreams and misery.
Yet still, their beauty doth enchant the soul,
As sailors strive to reach their distant goal,
The Sirens sing, and men in rapture sway,
Drawn by the allure of that melodious bay.
But wisdom bids us heed the ancient lore,
For Sirens’ charms do lead to shipwreck’s shore,
Resist their song, their deadly siren’s cry,
And sail on past, beneath the boundless sky.
So, valiant sailors, steer your ship aright,
With steadfast hearts, and stars to guide your night,
For Sirens’ wiles, though sweet, shall not prevail,
As long as courage and resolve prevail.
Yes it’s in Shakespearean (Or at least I tried to make it shakespearean). Hope you understand and enjoy it.