Bijay Kant Dubey Red Poems

My love is like a red, red rose,
You just call her
And she will come,
You just call her
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A red rose for you,
My love
On Valentine's day.
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Red Rose,
Red rose,
Where to go
Leaving you,
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VI
Oft, I see red China roses bloom
And fall down darkly,
I know not when they depart from this world.
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My love-letter in red
With a red rose
I am sending to you
On St.valentine's day.
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Kala Ghoda,
Kala Ghoda not the black dark horse
Of Kolatkar
Nor the lal ghoda, red grey horse
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Red rose, have seen you, seen you
Somewhere
In the courtyard of,
Blooming so beautifully
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My love a red rose, red-red rose
With the petals dew sprinkled
So fresh, so fine and fair,
Sweet and redolent
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My love, may I name you Red Rose
As you yourself a rose,
Not less than,
A wonderful creation of God!
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Red bulls,
I mean the communists
Are very dangerous people
As they plot and plan for someone's fall,
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Let me stick a red rose into the braid of your hair,
You stand straight
And let me stick into
A red rose
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What is the CPI(M) , everybody knows it,
I mean the wrongs of it,
How has it tortured people
In the name of party and politics,
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There is nothing about the horses
Black and running races,
But poverty, impoverished conditions
Of living, people below the poverty line
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O Miscaller,
What are you doing
This late into the night
Giving missed calls
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What to say about
The Red rebels,
The hotheads?
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Here lies a bouquet
Of red roses
For you,
The old year is passing,
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The small gipsy artisan girl
Going
With a pink statue of Ganesha
Into the hands of hers
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Miscaller,
Do not be proud of
Your tactics and strategy
Of giving missed calls,
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The red wolf,
Call it
The Florida black wolf
Or the Mississippi valley wolf
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The red kite flying,
Flying very high,
Circling and circling over,
How beautiful is it
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Valentine's Day
Of roses,
Red roses,
Lights and lamps
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On seeing you, I found you a red rose
Standing before me,
A red rose abloom, afresh
Dazzling with
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Just like a red rose appepared she to be
And I kissed her,
A red rose was she
A foreigner girl,
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Suppose you the red rose turns into a beautiful girl of mine,
so lovely and charming, so attractive and beautiful,
So fast and dazzling,
The hue admirably tempting.
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An English maid or a red rose,
Who was she,
Whom saw I her, glanced at
And she drew me close to?
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O red colour, when will you leave me,
What my relationship with you,
My internal connection with you,
Sometimes feel I to move away from here,
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Is it God
Who has made
The red rose?
So dreamy and delicate
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From whom
Have you,
Have you got the hue,
The red hue,
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The Blue Boy of Brindavan

Where,
Where the blue boy
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While passing
through
The way,
I came across
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How was it
Nalanda University,
How was it destroyed,
The red baked rubble tells it all
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The monkey showman
Came he
With a pair of
Two rhesus
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A red rose...
Is she a red a rose or a girl,
What is she,
Say you,
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Red Rose,
So hued and dazzling
And of a fast colour
As the eyes gloss it over,
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A beloved like a red lily,
Pink red, but deeply pink-coloured,
Blooming,
So fascinating and charming,
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A sweetheart like a red rose
She is.

Her eyes extrememly beautiful
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My love is a red rose,
A red, red rose,
First time affair, first time love,
Love you,
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Red Rose,
Red Rose, will you be
My love,
My love?
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Gopiji, Gopiji, ubti, buti bhejo, bhejo, Gopiji buti-buti bhejo, the parrot saying, saying from the cage kept outside, chirping and cackling sometimes, Gopiji-Gopiji, buti, buti, bhejo, Gopiji, Gopiji- -the passers-by standing and seeing, seeing the parrot chirping and cackling.

The parrot, parrot outside the house of the Brahmin or the fortune-teller or that of other one, the green parrot, but ring-necked squabbling and squeaking itself, Gopiji, Gopiji, buti bhejo, bhejo, Gopiji buti bhejo, bhejo, the housewives passing and hearing it going.
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A red rose,
Rose-like garden fresh
Is my love,
Fair, fresh and fine,
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Red eyes,
Would have red water
Or maybe he a Red,
A communist,
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Red-mouthed small monkeys,
Small Indian monkeys,
Looking blankly,
Frisking,
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A red rose
Or a beauty,
What is she?
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Nature, red in tooth and claw forms
The crux and thematic of Daruwalla
Who is a step ahead of them
In grappling with natural disaster and calamity not,
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Ek ladaki samane khadin
Ya laal gulab,
Kahiye naaa?
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Blood has only one colour,
Red colour,
It is not that Muslim blood is
Different from Hindu blood
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The red China roses, have you seen then, come to feel and mark
Their beauty, colour and loveliness,
So fair and fresh, so lovely to look at,
Dazzling with the colour,
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