Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

What is poetry? What are you writing now?
Poetry is poetry,
What take you for,
What am I,
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Under the moonlit nights
The whitely, but fragrant bunches
Of the rajanigandha clooms clustered around the stalks
Letting me not sleep
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My God, the blunder of being a poet,
You make me not a poet again, if this be,
Putting aside everything, see me, how mad am I
After becoming a poet,
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I love you that's why say to you
The things of my heart
Otherwise would not have
To you my things.
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Yea, the hilly river,
Flowing smoothly just with a little water
With the stone boulders
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Indian villages, hamlets and thorps
Of loneliness,
Ay, loneliness playing with the winds
In the sunny landscapes
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Say you, love me, love me,
You love me,
Just love me,
O, say you, say you
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Mr.Terrorist, is to gun down
The innocent people
Your philosophy of life,
Mr.Terrorist,
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The black cat,
The black night
And the black hamlet
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