Bijay Kant Dubey


Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

801. In Mypoetry 8/11/2013
802. From Modernism To Modernistic-Ness To Post-Modernism To Where? 8/10/2013
803. Song Of Liberty 8/10/2013
804. i Do Not Know What To Tell You 8/10/2013
805. God Knows Who Is What; What One Becomes? 8/11/2013
806. Winged Words 8/10/2013
807. After Marking Tears In Your Eyes (For Jiah Khan Who Died Young) 8/27/2013
808. They Too Want Me 8/27/2013
809. Oh, This Disease Of Love Not Good For The World! Why Not To Se Her As A Family Member? Is There Not The Mother, The Sister At Home? 8/27/2013
810. I Loved You, But Could Not, I Love You 8/27/2013
811. i Do Not Know Who Is What? 8/10/2013
812. Ambulane-Driver, Where Are You Taking Me Away? My Time Has Come It, My Tears None To Wipe Them Out, Not Even God 8/27/2013
813. In Search Of Genius Unrecgnized 8/10/2013
814. Without The Peacock 8/27/2013
815. O, Earth, O, Sky, O, Wind, O, Water, O, Spirit, Have You Seen My Son? Have You My Small Son Fallen Into A Bad Company? 8/27/2013
816. Only The Stars Know It 8/10/2013
817. The Feeling Of Being A Gipsy 8/10/2013
818. A Small Poem Where The Title Too Is A Part Of The Body Of The Poem(An Experimantation In Stylistics) 8/10/2013
819. Three Odd Friends Walking Hand-In-Hand 8/10/2013
820. Your And Mine Story Of Life 8/10/2013
821. My Lord, It’s My Prayer To Thee, 8/10/2013
822. O Daru Man, Why Do You Take So Much Of Daru That Lie You Fallen On The Roads? I Mean Indian Country Liquor. Intoxication Failing Foreign Brands 8/27/2013
823. How They Have Kept Me Sidetracked And Have Negated My Poetry 8/27/2013
824. President, You Return The Medals Given To Me Posthumously 8/27/2013
825. My Love, A Red-Red Red Rose, Fall In Love Not Please With My Lassie 8/28/2013
826. Who Has Seen The Tomorrow? 8/28/2013
827. Love But Betray Not That Simple Heart And If You Do Not Have To, Love Not, Do Not The Drama Of Love And Loving, Don'T Be So Much Selfish 8/28/2013
828. If You Cannot Create, Destroy It Not 8/28/2013
829. The Poet Of Love And Dreams 8/9/2013
830. Tears Had Been Falling From The Eyes And She Was Sobbing Silently Just To Ask 8/9/2013
831. The Replica Of A Nautch Girl 8/9/2013
832. How Long, O, How Long? 8/9/2013
833. Aren'T The Wild Flowers Glamorous? 8/24/2013
834. The Poet As Lover, Singer And Painter 8/9/2013
835. Take The Bible And Say You, False Heart 8/8/2013
836. Adil Jussawalla 8/8/2013
837. The Chit Fund Company Director (Mr.Boss) 8/28/2013
838. The Drunkard, Taking Daru, What Has He Made Of Himself? 8/28/2013
839. The Jokers Of Indian Democracy 8/8/2013
840. If You Have 8/8/2013
Best Poem of Bijay Kant Dubey

The Dark Daughter

The Dark Daughter
The dark daughter, dark not, but beautiful,
Call her not dark,
As she dark not, my dark daughter,
Dark you, dark the world, the tales of Creation,
Dark, dark is Kali,
Not only you.

Dark daughter, you not only dark,
Dark the world and the tales of it,
Dark the Creation
And the tales of it,
The Light coming out from the Womb of Darkness
And shining upon.

Dark daughter, dark you not,
Dark the Creation and the tales of it
Shrouded in myths and mysteries
And miracles flashing upon
To dawn.

Dark dark, dark ...

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Sylvia Plath

Sylvia, you the darling daughter of your daddy,
So much attached to and affectionate,
Lovely and emotionally alive,
Nervous and sentimental,
Ted Hughes, you could not feel it.

But the talent seemed to be beaming with
And breaking forth,
Dispelling all that was dark in consciousness

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