Poems Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The Train Bogies



The train bogies passing

As the lined match-boxes

Trailing and chugging

And going

And whistling

And passing out of sight.





Crime And Punishment



Me Lord, I am in your court

Standing as criminal

For your judgement.





The Dream of Bringing An Illiterate Country Bride



A half-literate rural girl

As my bride

Want I to bring her

Who will at least love me,

Take care of

Rather than a modern town girl

Over ambitious, over smart.



A half-literate girl

As my wife

From the country,

Rural area

I shall bring her home,

My shy and coy mistress

She will come to my home.



Not a townsgirl

Smart, frank and bold,

But a village girl

She will be happy with

Whatever I give to her,

My country wife,

Valuing me rather than money.





Life Is A Stage of The Theatre / For The Theatre Girl



The theatre girl

In her all make-up

Viewing the world

With her collyrium-applied eyes

And the tears falling down

When about to leave

The fair venue

For another place

In search of shows

To be shown.



The theatre girl

Doing the make-up,

Dressing and readying

To go

For another fair ground

Where people will come

To enjoy

The plays and parts,

But to move from one place

To another,

The tragedy of her living.