Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

The olden artistic statues of Vishvakarma
Made in stone
So artistic and sculptural
Of the Divine Architect,
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Suniti Namjoshi
A name I read, came to know it about
Long back
While perusing the catalogue
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A Santhal girl,
Tribal and aboriginal,
Just like a wild flower,
Blooming and scattering over
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The train is whistling
And calling,
Calling me
And going
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An American girl
With a cigar
Held into the hands
And the ashes falling,
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An Indian baba in America,
I mean a yoga guru
Teaching in the United States of America,
Taking the yoga class,
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Wherever go you, Burquawalli, I shall go following you,
You are my love,
You are heart, you are my soul,
I love you, love you, Burquawalli,
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I saw and fell in love at first sight
And thereafter started following her,
Wherever went she, went I,
Kept dreaming about her
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An American blonde,
Beauty, beauty she glistening
In the golden sunshine,
Just like a balsam standing before,
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Will letter writing turn into a dead art,
A bygone art of bygone times,
People sitting to write,
Dictating,
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