Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

The beaten yoni,
Ravaged and ravished talk I,
How long will masculinity go exploiting feminity,
How long,
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Keeping her caged,
Rugged, turbaned and uncouth,
The fanatical, orthodox and conservative trafficker and the bootlegger
Go about seling her.
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The clusters of flowers
And the cuckoos cooing from the bunches.
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A day ago he had been there, but the day after he was not,
His slippers near the grilled iron gate,
But he was not,
Gone and gone away.
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Light, why do you not go to those homes
Where it is dark,
Where the light is not?
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Vatsyayna, I see you lost in writing and revising Kamsuttra,
The sex manual,
A worldly Brahmin propagating and propounding bhogvad,
But see you yourself,
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Where was I,
Who had been with me,
I raise the curtain of the window and peep into my life
To find,
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I am a poet of this coming and going of man.
Are you too friend?
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Where have I come to
And from here see I my life,
What was I,
How had it been my life?
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Who is the man sculpting the erotic sculptures in love,
Who is the artist painting the night of man-woman relationship,
Who the weaver of darker love and the tangled story of it?
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