Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

My love, may I name you Red Rose
As you yourself a rose,
Not less than,
A wonderful creation of God!
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Ta-ta, bye-bye, goodbye, see you, see you again,
Ta-ta, bye-bye, goodbye, see you, see you aigain,
She was saying,
Saying and looking back
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My love a red rose, red-red rose
With the petals dew sprinkled
So fresh, so fine and fair,
Sweet and redolent
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O newborn babe, your mom is a careerist, a stylist,
A heroine mom,
A European mom, not an Asiatic one,
Ask for not milk!
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His costume stitched, embroidered and sewn,
The painter's painting of your portrait
Or the photos taken from a camera
And the gardener decorating with flowers
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The super star,
The secret of his success
Is but two wives,
One registered
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Look into my eyes,
There is poetry in it,
Look and say you
What is it in them? ,
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The crow is crowing,
Perhaps some guest will come,
The crow is crowing,
The continuous cawing
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The fanatics are but the religiously blind
And reasonably dead people,
Emotionally dead
And mentally deranged people
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I love a Saudi girl
And shall continue to love her,
Even though hate you,
I shall continue to love you,
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