Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

Drugs, drugs,
Heroin, brown sugar, cocaine,
Where are they going,
Say you,
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It's a golden dawnbreak,
The crow is crowing
Asking the late-keepers
To awake and arise from.
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Under the raat ki rani plant,
The woody and aromatic shrub
So romantically fragrant and perfumed
Want I,
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I can see the bhoktas,
Shiva bhaktas on an outing
During the night time,
Bare-bodied and in dhoti
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Indian summer
So hot and parching,
So full of perspiration
And perplexing,
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Under the kaamini tree
Full of kaaminis
Flowering,
Flowering and blooming
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Under the gulmohar tree
With the blossoms
Hanging by
Even in Chaitra and Baisakh
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When a boy, I used to see
With love
The trains,
Trains coming,
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India to the non-resident Indians
Is just like a mirage,
A mirage,
A chimera
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Is to talk about the minorities,
Minorities, minorities
All the time
Good
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