A Remarkable Journey Poem by Sumit Ganguly

A Remarkable Journey

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A whirlwind takes me past the present time,
the speed and roll make my senses blind,
do I move backward or forward?
Sky is blue uniformly.

O my God, I am on a street in France,
fallen trees and boulders are corpses and severed heads,
masses raise the slogan 'Viva la revolution',
they rush past me in youthful fury
to witness the severed head of Marie Antoinette
in the flooded bed of guillotine.

I regain senses as a sweet voice asks at Madame Tussaud's,
'How do you like the wax-head of Queen Antoinette?

Thursday, June 16, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: historical
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tom Billsborough 16 June 2016

A rTemarkable idea with a surprise ending. I liked this very much, Sumit.

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Sumit Ganguly 17 June 2016

Thank you Tom for your inspiring comments on this one and also on the poem about tortoise and hare race. You can still enjoy the 1934 movie at youtube.

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