Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

Seeing my beards
Grown up,
They have started calling me,
Darhiyal,
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I could not be a poet,
Even a minor poet
As courtesy, delicacy and morality
Held me back
...

You do not know it,
How much do I like you
And love you?
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Fanantic's daughter
Miss Burquawalli
Met I
On the roadways,
...

Mr.Conservative
Asking his daughter,
Why did you smile
After seeing the stranger
...

Who is playing,
Playing the guitar,
The guitar,
Who,
...

Do not,
Do not say,
Say
Goodbye,
...

The love song,
Love song
Which you asked,
Asked to write,
...

Nightclubs,
Who goes there
And for what?
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The houses decorated with
The earthen oil lamps
Illuminating and lighting them all,
Children doing fireworks
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