Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

Poor India's poor daughter
Going to read
In a poor school,
A girl from the hamlet
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Where there is a voice for peace,
A ceasefire
From the warfare,
Heavy bombardment and shelling
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An Indian girl wanting to look like a foreigner
Has cut her hair short
To be bobby-cut
And has browned the hair
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Who am I,
What my name,
Where my home?
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The cinema halls
With the walkies-talkie photos
Of coloured and painted men and women
Depicted as heroes and heroines
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Poet, poet, poet, God, where are You,
Are you listening to me,
O, God,
My God,
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The poets are coming,
Let me hide behind
To escape them,
The literati,
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Poetry, what is poetry,
Poetry is written words,
Spoken not,
Written,
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God, God, save me, save me
From the mad people,
Pseudo-scholars and critics
Maddening it all,
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