Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

Let me see the spring,
The flowering of it,
The beautiful scenery,
Which but Nature has
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Your eyes
Dark black eyes
With the light
Burning
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Poets, poets, poets,
O God, save me, save me from the poets,
Poets not,
Poetasters and rhymers,
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Fanatic, whose creation,
Whose creation are you,
Who, who is it,
Whop has made you,
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My Bengali most selfish wife,
Most self-centred wife,
Egoistic, hypocritical and proud wife,
Living mechanically and technically
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When I opened the door of my house,
I found the asthi-kalasha of my mother
Hanging by a pole
Whom burnt I last night
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After the immersion of the asthi-kalasha
Into the holy waters,
Geared I myself for pinda-dana,
O, do you pinda-dana,
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Michael Jackson, come here; come here, Michael,
Said he, called he
And lo, I too reached the plot
With my antics,
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When I see the third-classers and the jokerly men
Too as Ph.Ds.,
It pains me, pains me really
To see the state of the doctorate
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How do they become university profs. in India,
This too has a story of its own,
How they used to be,
How do they today,
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