Gagan Ahuja

Dreary May - Poem by Gagan Ahuja

My Dear May, April and June
and with the years, flowers virginia blossom
ash that has turned black
burnt in the anguish of your youth
beside the bedside bottle of alcohol
It is time to take medicine, my dear One
smoke gets in your eyes and fills your lungs
The these embers of your young love
like a violet rose broken on
spill of red wine, the kiss of her!
That I could not marry the girl, Juana
Whence in the heath of Marijuana
The Dark Knight of Halloween Hour
I know your english nerve and vigour

scar turn black to the aura of her
she is the nightmare
Rich and hard upon the cliff
the castle upon edifice eternal will be built

In the Dungeon will be the gallows
where slain will be Arthur the Death of all laws

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 31, 2012

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