Battle at Night by Dusk Knights

I'm terrified by what you see,
I'm seared by what you feel,
You might ask back,
"So, what's on the sea?
What's got it filled?"
And I'll poke back,
You see ships kissing,
Two snakes with multiple tails hissing,
"Emmmm, your mind is dark"
Oh yes! what do you expect when your emotions keep failing?
And two giant vipers or more fighting?
Owwwwsh, amidts the sea, the wave has gone stack.
To give you a laugh, I'll say;
          two sailors aroused by two gay ships,
          Sea vipers dancing to the tunes of the sea torrents.
I know that's what your iris translate,
But correct my 'right' if you've got any image 'left'.
You know what I see!?
Deepen your shallow imagery beyond the scene of action,
Project your eye balls in a yonder-expand your visions.
I love beautiful black paintings harmonized with complementary bright halvings,
Shadows stiffened by emerging dusk,
The fall of the sun certifying the viceroys of the deep,
Black shadows,
White faint lights,
Streaming in ash colors.
Fires ignited by angry sea creatures,
Collision of amateur sailors,
Waves versus position!
Whoever wins; the seas calms down,
Whoever loses; the waters is stirred.
Whatever the monsters are;
The waves and the torrents,
The vipers and the venom,
The ships and the sailors,
The nights and the faint moon,
The Ocean and the Triangle of Bermuda
My visions and the scene,
The love and the hate and whatever has been stirred,
The monsters I see are black and white dying in a heep of sea ash,
And when their rage is dead by morning,
The sea morns with joyful dawn songs