Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

When said she to me, I love you,
Exactly from that,
Changed it the heart of mine,
Now find I not any interest in any work
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The Pondicherry ashrama poets writing poetry
Under the influence of the master,
The great spiritual guru,
So much religious not,
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I saw winter making a ruffle in the countryside,
The chilly winds from the forest area
and the landscapes secluded and solitary
Freezing the night,
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Her eyes had been wet with tears
And she had weeping,
Sobbing and sighing,
Oh, the heart turned stone,
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The midnight is Mother Kali,
The time to worship Her,
Call and invoke Her,
The Mother Supernatural and Nocturnal
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Walt Whitman’s Leaves of Grass just like
The Tennyson of In Memoriam,
Plucking the blade of grass and piping
As did he Tennyson
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The urn of my mother,
The unburnt navel and the ashes of hers,
Just a handful of
Put into the little earthen pitcher-like
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That I do not want to say,
I love you,
But it gets said to,
The tongue slips and it gets out,
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