Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

Lalua a village rustic
Who does not know how to speak,
How to behave with others,
A Bihari fool and an illiterate
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Communists, communists,
You say not about them
The communists,
The very bad people,
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Lalua who has remained in jail has no moral to speak,
Himself a third class man,
What will he teach to others?
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Under the moonlit nights it's good,
Good enough to remember you,
My love,
The walks you took together with,
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The CPI(M) is a party of
Ruthless and bloody
Comrades and cadres
Who know no laws,
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The CPI(M) knows only its men
And does political propaganda so often,
A party of cobras
Spewing venom and poison,
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Poetry as cigar puffs and trails of smokes
Rising,
Lit from a lighter,
Burning and in embers,
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A foreigner girl with the hands folded in
To say,
Namaste India
Just with the hands
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There are many who live below the poverty line,
There are many who go half-fed and half-clothed,
Many still keep sleeping on the floor
As their housings not spacious enough
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