Bijay Kant Dubey Spring Poems

Silent spring,
The spring which is turning silent
In the midst of the city squares,
Plazas and towered buildings,
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During the spring, they used to come
And I used to find them
Sitting over
The hills and the crags,
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I fear
The spring
May fall silent.
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The mahua buds used to drip by
In spring,
The cuckoos cooing and pecking at
And the jackals howling underneath
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They say that the spring will fall silent and its footfall,
We shall never come to feel it,
The wisps and whiffs of the spray of scent and fragrance
Brought on by the wind.
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Vasantotasav ke suvasar par
Kya aapne shuna hai,
Kya kaha rahi hain falguni hawayei,
Kya kuccha khilatei fula,
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Vasantotasav ke suvasar par
Rahi meri shubhkaamnaayei,
Aap bhi khush rahei,
Main bhu khush rahu
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I went to the forest
To see the flutter and fall
Of pale leaves
And the trees all silent
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Spring of flowers and birds,
Sweet scene, sound and sight,
Arbours and bowers,
Song-birds and word-notes,
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Title: Mr.Dehati Too A Doctorate, A Ph.D., I Wonder, Wonder, How Did He Spring Upon With The Surprise? He Did Not Read And Write, But A Ph.D.? How Could It Be? Where To Bring The Sniffer Dogs, Which Detective To Rein In? From which Espionage Yard?

Mr.Dehati, if translated into English,
I mean Mr.Rustic,
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On marking the sal forests cleared,
Trees being cut mindlessly,
Highways widened,
i sometimes think of,
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Vasant 's Festival,
How to celebrate it, commemorate it,
Its festivity and joy,
Its colour and panorama?
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Vasant Mahotshav,
The Great Festival of Spring,
Nature has changed awfully
With the flutter and fall of dry leaves
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Vasant ki cchata dekhne
Mei van-pradesh chalaa,
Vasant ki cchata dekhne
Van-pradesh mei,
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I shall come,
Come to you
With the bunches of flowers,
Let,
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Let me see the spring,
The flowering of it,
The beautiful scenery,
Which but Nature has
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I do not know it personally
Nor can say with conformity
But have just heard it say,
The spring will turn silent
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From the terrace and the corridor
And the balcony
Of the building
See I
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I saw the spring in cheers and blooms
But the fears lay lurking within my heart
As for the late arrival of spring
And the tender buds I saw them drooping
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After the herald of spring,
The sun beats through the woods,
But the new and fresh leaves
As tender buds
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Even when the days appear to be stronger
With the sunlight falling straight
And it getting hotter,
The coloured flowers keep us cheering
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Will spring come again,
Will the flowers bloom
With the herald of spring
And the change in season
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