Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

My daughter, who says it,
You are my burden,
The load to be disposed off,
My daughter, who says it,
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The third world strikes me
All of a sudden
And I think of my own country
India
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Just for a sweet kiss of
Miss Burquawalli
Am I here,
My lady love in waiting,
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The BJP's rise is spectacular,
But the Vishwa Hindu Parishad crosses the swords with
After coming into power
At the loggerheads with others
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Religious tolerance is our strength,
Cultural synthesis our ancient tradition
Carried over down the ages,
Not at all divisive politics,
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Why to interfere with the dietary habit
Of the people
If take they beef,
can we debar them
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Do not, do not disrupt
The peace of the nation
After talking of divisive politics,
Bringing in hotheads unnecessarily,
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India was, will remain so,
Is still now,
Who can change the character of it,
Perhaps none,
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Bhaiyya, Beef Khana Hain To Khao, Magar Politics Mat Karo, Yanee Nautanki, Dramebazi

Bhaiyya, yadi tuko beef khana hain to khao,
Khushi she khao,
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The planners planned they, the strategists
Gave they their strategies,
But the problem lay it with mothers
And fathers looking after,
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