The Theatre Of The Night Is Empty Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The Theatre Of The Night Is Empty



The theatre is empty
Without the audience,
Always admiring
And the cause of their inspiration
And art,
But the artistes lie
They half-drunk
Talking in whispers
At some lonely corner
Going to retire to
Bed chambers.

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