Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

A Covid Hospital,
Patients coming and going,
Nobody aware of,
But risking their lives
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People talk about MLAs and MPs,
All the time
Taking their names, living by them,
I think,
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I pity the poor drinkers
Over joyous with drinking
And the bottle in hand
As for intoxication
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I see the grey jackals
Howling
Like man,
Crying and calling
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Milton, how did he
Paradise Lost,
Burning midnight lamp,
Gripped with poetic fever and frenzy,
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Have you thought about
The drinkers' families,
How do they struggle
To survive through
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I want it you do not know me
Nor shall I try to be,
Let me, let me
In to be unknown,
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I am open to criticism
Whichever way it may come to,
Open to criticism,
Criticize me frankly,
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A lamp
Is this life,
Burn, burn for others
Not for you yourself,
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I see China,
Chinese lands and plains
From the borders and passes
And think,
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