Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

The poor girl-child of India
Describe and delineate I,
She taking stale food
And the left-overs
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It was my first kiss,
Kissing you for the first time,
Ever a girl in my life,
Let me enter it into my diary.
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In Tagore's Gitanjali, see I the faces
Of Jayasi, Rashkhan, Kabir, Sur, Tulsi and Mira
And their classical love poetry,
Their medieval-age poetry.
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The girl trafficked
And sold to brothels,
Abused and exploited
From time to time,
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Just for a kiss,
a sweet kiss
to impress
on the appleyish cheeks
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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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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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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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