Treasure Island

Indira Renganathan


Alankar(Decor) -157


January(Decastich)


I'm January child of December
My father is the serpent, Time
They left me with spring and vanished
Spring-fostered I'm tutored in class one
And my honoured teacher is New Year
In thirty one days I should learn all
And as I grow to fifteendays old
My teen-ilk sporting fertile
I'm forced to wed vernal sun
Only to birth February in next sixteenth night

Submitted: Wednesday, June 19, 2013
Edited: Thursday, June 20, 2013

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(deca=units of 10) Stand-alone 10 line poem.
Also could refer to a strophe or stanza of 10 lines.

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