Deep sea diver, with faith so bright, A Muslim merman, in ocean's night. Kufi on head, beard flowing free, Swimming with grace, in Allah's sea.
Jubbah and sarong, like seaweed sway, As he glides, through coral bay. Prayer beads shining, like ocean's pearls, A devout merman, in Islamic curls.
Subhanallah! His faith shines bright, In the ocean's depths, a guiding light.
A Muslim mermaid, shining bright, Hijab flowing, like ocean's light. Fins like jewels, Quran in heart, Swimming free, with Allah's art.
Subhanallah! Her beauty shines, A precious gem, in ocean's shrines.
Shimmering scales, a hijab so fine, A mermaid of faith, in ocean's shrine. Her fins, like jewels, shine so bright, A beauty of Islam, in the ocean's night.
With Quran in heart, and soul so free, She swims the depths, wild and carefree. Her prayer beads, like seaweed sway, As she glides, in Allah's ocean way.
Her modest dress, a flowing sea, Conceals her beauty, for all to see. A pearl of wisdom, in her eyes, A Muslim mermaid, in the ocean's surprise.
Subhanallah! Her beauty shines, A treasure trove, of divine designs. In the ocean's heart, she's a precious gem, A Muslim mermaid, a wonder to them.
Beneath the waves where seafoam sings, Our hearts entwined like ocean rings. My love, don't stray, don't drift away, For in your arms, I long to stay.
The tides may pull, the currents strong, But without you, the nights feel long. Come back to me, where we belong, In depths of love, where we are one.
Mermaid queen, with crown so bright, Crafts a bonsai, in the red sea's light, Diamonds shine, on branches fine, A treasure, in the ocean's shrine. @bonsai @monniverse @bonsai
In the deep sea's crimson tide, A mermaid queen crafts with pride, A bonsai tree, with diamonds bright, A treasure, in the red light.
Queen of the Aquarium
In glassy depths, I softly glide, A queen with grace, the ocean's pride. Though I miss the sea’s embrace, Here, I find a peaceful place.My crown gleams bright, my heart at ease, In this world, I swim with peace.
"The Bonsai That Devours Dreams: A Tale of the Abyss"
At the heart of the deepest trench, there was a bonsai tree that whispered the darkest secrets of the ocean—but it didn’t just listen, it consumed.
Aira, Seraphine, Lira, and Marella were the last four mermaids who dared to venture into the cursed depths where the tree grew. The tales said the bonsai, ancient and twisted, was a source of unmatched power, but it came with a price—one that no mermaid had ever returned to tell.
"I feel it," Lira whispered, her emerald tail flicking nervously through the icy waters. Her wide eyes reflected the glowing roots of the bonsai as they approached. "It’s like the tree is alive, watching us."
"Don't be ridiculous," Seraphine snapped, her scales shimmering a fierce crimson, always the bravest of the group. "It’s just a tree. Power is here for the taking, and we will be queens of the seas."
As they neared, the bonsai's twisted branches swayed, though there was no current. A chill that even the coldest waters of the trench couldn't explain crept into the mermaids' bones. Aira, the soft-spoken healer, stopped abruptly, her heart racing. "Something's wrong. This isn't power... it's—"
Before she could finish, the bonsai's roots lunged forward with a speed that defied nature. They wrapped around Marella, the youngest of them, her sapphire tail thrashing as she screamed in terror. Her shrill cry was quickly swallowed by the waters, her body pulled into the tree's glowing roots.
"We have to save her!" Lira cried, but Seraphine hesitated, her pride overshadowed by a flicker of fear. Aira darted forward, trying to break the root’s grip, but every touch sent shocks of despair through her, paralyzing her movements.
"It’s feeding off our fear," Marella’s voice gurgled through the water, her eyes now vacant, her once vibrant scales dull and lifeless. "It… takes everything."
Seraphine, realizing too late that this wasn’t just an ordinary tree, slashed at the roots with all her strength, but the bonsai had already tightened its grip on Marella. With a final, haunting scream, Marella vanished into the trunk, her energy consumed by the dark, hungry tree.
Aira, trembling, whispered, "It doesn’t want power… it wants us."
Suddenly, the bonsai’s roots released a glowing mist, a false serenity washing over the mermaids. The tree’s whispers, soft and seductive, began to invade their minds.
"Don’t you want to be free?" it coaxed, "No more pain, no more fear... just peace."
But that peace came at a price, and the mermaids knew it.
As the remaining three backed away, Seraphine's pride pushed her forward. "I won’t let this thing control me," she muttered, and with a mighty thrust, she plunged her spear into the bonsai's heart.
The tree let out a deafening, inhuman wail, and the ocean itself seemed to twist around them. Seraphine's triumph was short-lived. The roots lashed out, not in hunger this time, but in fury. One by one, they ensnared the remaining mermaids, their glowing tendrils forcing them to relive their darkest memories, their greatest regrets, and deepest fears.
Aira struggled against the crushing despair in her chest. "This… this is what it does," she gasped, her tears mixing with the saltwater around her. "It takes everything we are."
But it wasn’t finished. As Aira's vision began to fade, a soft voice echoed in her mind. It wasn’t the bonsai, but Marella.
"Don’t fight it, Aira… let it take you. Only then will you see the truth."
With no strength left, Aira surrendered, her body limp as the tree’s roots pulled her into the heart of the bonsai. But instead of death, she found something worse.
The bonsai's interior was not wood or bark—it was a prison. Marella, Seraphine, and countless other mermaids floated in eternal silence, their souls trapped, their eyes wide with terror. They were alive, but forever bound within the tree's grasp.
The last thing Aira saw before darkness claimed her was the haunting realization: the bonsai didn’t kill. It imprisoned. Forever.
And in the distance, the faintest whisper echoed in her mind:
"You are mine, and the ocean will forget you."
