Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

In kissing her,
My Burquawalli,
kissed I the dream of my live,
As my love was she,
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The third To Think of Time as a recurrent part of Leaves of Grass,
The 1855 edition,
The poet Whitman tries to see time in a flux,
A changing state of life and time,
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It is good to have a walk with you,
A talk with you,
Under the moonlit lights,
The moon shining over
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I love you but fear you the most, you and your eyes,
Lovely and dark,
Fearing to look into
As may fall in love with you.
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Is she…?
Is she a girl or a dream?
Fancy or imagination?
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I am a poet
I am not a poet
I am not a poet, but poetry sometimes comes to me, what can I do, it's the helplessness of mine?
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She had been as such that saw I and liked I,
Fell in love with her
At her first sight,
At the first glance of her,
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The girl had been so beautiful that saw I her curtly,
Stumbled and fell down,
Again stood I,
Dusted my pants with the hands
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Drugged beloved, see you,
Where do you stand you,
At what crossroads of life
And in search of artificial happiness,
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Man is a walking shadow,
I a shadow, you a shadow, we are but shadows,
They too are but shadows,
Your shadow, my shadow, the shadow of life,
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