Bijay Kant Dubey


Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

1161. Will Life Cease To Exist Tomorrow? 12/13/2013
1162. India The Land Of Sadhus And Sadhakas 12/13/2013
1163. Do Not See Her In That Way 12/13/2013
1164. The Dark Divine 12/13/2013
1165. The Face Of Bhagabati Mark I, Paint & Sketch I 12/13/2013
1166. I Search You In The Flowers Blooming 12/13/2013
1167. Nautch Girl 12/13/2013
1168. A Simple Man Am I 12/13/2013
1169. Do You Remember Your Sister? 12/13/2013
1170. Poetry Is Not Poetry Today 12/13/2013
1171. Promise, Promise You, My Love 12/13/2013
1172. Poetry As Stone-Cuts; Poetry In Stone 12/13/2013
1173. Poetry As Bamiyan Buddhas 12/13/2013
1174. Poetry As Rock-Built Temples 12/13/2013
1175. There Are Many Great Men In The World Whom We Know Them Not 12/13/2013
1176. Love The Body Not Merely, Try To Love The Soul Too 12/13/2013
1177. The Fanatic's Daughter 12/13/2013
1178. My Rustic Love, Where Do You Lie You? 12/13/2013
1179. My Rustic Heart 12/13/2013
1180. Where Lie You Sad & Morose? 12/13/2013
1181. On The Twitter Tweets He Just The Modern Man 12/13/2013
1182. On The Twitter 12/12/2013
1183. You Smelt A Rose And Threw It Out 12/13/2013
1184. I Just The Eyes 12/13/2013
1185. No Business To Do, But Politicking 12/13/2013
1186. Even A Child Can Teach If Want You To Learn From 12/13/2013
1187. The Light Divine 12/14/2013
1188. Poetry Of The Light Divine, How To Write It? 12/14/2013
1189. God, First Make Me A Man And Nothing Want I From You 12/14/2013
1190. The Song Of Love And Its Sadness 12/14/2013
1191. Stealing My Heart, Where Has She Gone Away? 12/14/2013
1192. I Love You. Do You Love Me? 12/14/2013
1193. What Is Poetry? 12/14/2013
1194. She Is A Modern Girl 12/14/2013
1195. My Love, You Are Drunk, What Sort Of Love Are You! 12/14/2013
1196. The Peacock Now Dances Not In The Woods And The Wilds 12/14/2013
1197. All For Her Silent Bearing 12/11/2013
1198. I Want You 12/11/2013
1199. I See The Red Rose And Keep Dreaming 12/14/2013
1200. The Place I Am Standing On 12/15/2013
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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