Bijay Kant Dubey Snake Poems

The wooden been music
The snake charmer playing
And the melodies breaking,
Haunting
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Blake, talked you of the bright and burning eyes of the tiger
And the Maker making it,
Experimenting with ferocity, brutality and beastiality
And Milton, talking of Satan and his snake,
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What it is in the department,
The academia and the academies
And the people academic,
Followed by a dull and routinized affair,
...

The snake charmer playing the wooden ' been' instrument
And the cobras,
Hooded and hissing
Dancing,
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Snake-charmer, play you the wooden 'been' instrument
In the forest deep and dark,
Playing the music of your rhyhtm
And sadhna.
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Came they snake charmers
To show the spectacle
Taking the name of
The snake gods and goddesses
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Just like a green bean
I saw it struggling to cross
The road,
But it was not a bean
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The snake-charmer,
Charmer
Playing the been,
Wooden been music
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When I saw it at midnight
Near the gate,
A poisonous snake was it
So rapid and fast,
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Nagamani, The Myth of Nagamani, Snake-stone, Gem-stone
Nagamani,
The black stone, the blue stone,
The snake stone,
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How much terrified and horrified had I been
When my mother
Awoke me at the dead of midnight
To notice me
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I trying to catch
The rhythms
Of the bagpiper's music
And the been music
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Whatever fellowship or visiting honour gets he,
But the things of Nagamandala
Not his own,
Of those nondescript poor and humble
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The been music,
Play you,
O charmer,
I want to hear,
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The snake-charmers' music
Steal
They
The Bombayan
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Gentleman, who are you,
Peeping through the cracks of my bathroom,
Made by the bad mason
Just to take money from hastily,
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O charmer, where do you lie playing the wooden been music,
Playing so haunting music
And the cobras dancing to the tume of,
Swaying,
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I remember the night
When after the death of my father,
My mother awoke she all of a sudden,
Perhaps awoken by the dead father's memory
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