In the realm of the sea where no light dares to tread,
An iron giant named Titan its journey had led,
Built to traverse the blue deep, a mission clear,
To explore the Titanic's ghost, obscured by fear.<p>Titan, oh Titan, the sea's most stalwart knight,
Bathed in cold silence, yearning for daylight,
A sub of sturdy steel and human determination,
Set forth to reveal the past's doomed creation.<p>A journey steeped in echoes, through waters unknown,
Into the abyss, where sun's grace is never shown.
Titan searched for the Titanic, a ghost in the haze,
Through the endless night, in a chilling ballet's craze.<p>Beneath the waves, where pressure sways like the titan's fist,
Where the sea's lament whispers a chilling tryst,
The skeletal Titanic sleeps, in a shroud of mystery,
A timeless tale of man's hubris and history.<p>Titan neared its quest's end, the Titanic in sight,
A monolith of memory, veiled in the eternal night.
But the sea's cruel clasp tightened, a relentless grip,
As the ghost ship waited in stoic fellowship.<p>A sound then shattered the silence, a mournful sigh,
Titan under the pressure, its limits defy.
Its hull creaked, it shivered, it began to groan,
And in the darkness, Titan was suddenly alone.<p>In its quest for discovery, to the abyss, it fell,
Imploded in silence, no one to bid farewell.
Titan and Titanic, now silent together,
A testament to humanity's reach and tether.<p>Two steel giants resting deep below the foam,
Far from the surface light, far from home.
The Titan's tale echoes through the seafarer's lore,
A lesson from the deep, from the ocean floor.<p>A tale of two Titans, of steel and cold precision,
Both met their end in a haunting collision.
Under the crushing sea, they found their tomb,
In the silent world, where no roses bloom.<p>Their names will echo, in the salt-tinged spray,
Titan and Titanic, forever bound in a tragic ballet.
A dance in the deep, where light has no reign,
In the realm of the sea, where triumph and tragedy reign.