Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

Am I here,
Just your God-gifted face.
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At the first sight of yours,
I fell in love with you.
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Touched you my heart
And now say you,
How can I live without you,
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If the rock-built temples can be so much so stupendous,
Speaking of splendour in stone,
As the specimens of sculptural excellence
Then why to talk of poetry,
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I think about your
God-gifted face
That God has given to you.
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Your God-gifted face
Make
And re-make I
On a small scape of paper.
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Drunkard Sir,
May I ask you,
May i,
will you not take it bad,
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The drunken girl under the drunken and lonely night
Sweetly scented with jasmines and other wild flowers
And the girl too from bar taken to full swaying,
Lying inebriated and awfully drunk under a tree,
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It was a rare occasion to see the lion crossing the road
Near the hill
And the bus driver switched off
And again started it when the lion slowly crossed over
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My pastoral love, I still remember you,
The day when gae you a wild flower to me,
My love, rustic mistress,
Where lie you,
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