Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

What is poetry?
Poetry is words, arranged
And re-arranged,
Arranged and re-arranged.
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She is a modern girl, has lived in towns and cities,
She is a master of etiquette and good manners,
Courtesy and delicacy,
Sweetening with please and thank you and goodbye,
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My love, you are drunk, unable to walk,
In an inebriated state,
Speaking in drunken capers.
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An India of villages and the countryside,
Hamlets and thorps dotting the lands,
Scattered over,
Littered with
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O lonely fox, couldn’t recognize you,
I am the same who had seen you a few days ago,
Don’t you remember it,
Have forgotten it so easily?
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Without praying to the Dark Goddess,
What is it attainable,
Without praying to the ordaining deity,
The Mother Divine,
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The Dark Goddess
With the four hands
And with traditional arms,
A sinner-head and a sword
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When I see the ancient temples of India
As the best specimens of architectural design
And sculptural beauty,
Cut out in rock design,
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That mad girl under the dark and lonely night
Passing her life on the footpath of life
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