Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

Once upon a time
They used to handshake
So warmly,
now shake they not
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Hawk by Daruwalla is one of those poems written in the annals of Indian poetry in English which deal with the hawk, its nature, instinct and behaviour;
a bird of prey, bringing to our memory the Tennysonian line, nature red in tooth and claw, the Blakian duality between the innocent lamb and the bloody tiger and the Wordsworthian dictum, what man has made of man?
The poem one in the line of others, The Tiger, Pied Beauty and so on, tells of the contrast and contradiction. Daruwalla, a poet of tragedy and tragic vision, he cannot let it go, as the Shelleyian wild, tameless and swift is the case study of his.
What it is dark will remain it dark unto the last, is the thing to be taken into consideration. We do not if Daruwalla has studied the poems of Ted Hughes or not, but something like that of his poetry is readily available in him.
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Buddha lost in his sadhna
Under a tree
But the song of the dancers
Sounding unto him,
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The Dark Goddess is none but Kali,
Mystical and Mythical,
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The fools gathering and planning
As to how to celebrate
April Fools’ Day
On the eve of it,
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Hare Rama, Rama-Rama, hare-hare,
Hare Krishna, Krishna-Krishna, hare-hare.
O sing you, sing us all,
The name of Rama and Krishna,
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Why has God made you so beautiful?
I just ask on seeing her
Why has God so beautiful?
A girl never seen before,
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The library clerk has not remained a library clerk
But has turned into an officer
And the problem is
If everybody turns into an officer
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Just for a kiss,
a sweet kiss
to impress
on the appleyish cheeks
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The girl trafficked
And sold to brothels,
Abused and exploited
From time to time,
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