Traveller/Under The Starlit World/My House Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Traveller/Under The Starlit World/My House



Traveller

Is man a traveller?
Is to come and go
His life?

One day
I too shall go away.


Under The Starlit World

How lonely feel I
Sometimes
Under the starry world
Twinkling with mysteries
But I all alone underneath them!

My House

Where is it
Can you say,
Where I was born
Or where I grew up
And where I came for bread and butter?

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