Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

God, God, save me, save me
From the mad people,
Pseudo-scholars and critics
Maddening it all,
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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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He will come smoking ganja
And will beat me,
He will come drinking
And will beat me
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Chandni,
I used to love a girl
Just like the moon,
Fair and full moon.
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Modern day mom
Breast-feed you please,
Not bottle-feed you.
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What is he, I understand it not,
A modernist, post-modernist or avant-gardeist,
A poet of Allahabad,
But one dislocated and displaced definitely
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Modern Indian English poetry of the modern age people,
New faces and voices
Beginning to write, struggling to make a way,
Parodying, emulating, copying, trying to perfect
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“My love, how are you, how are you?
Are you fine?
Are you happy, my love? ”,
Said she slowly in a voice of her own.
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I saw the girls coming to
And singing the songs of Tusu,
The small-small girls
With the statue of Goddess Tusu
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