Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

I have sucked the breast of a widow
Who lost her husband at the age of nine
And was unable to remember her husband
Who died of typhoid
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The poor gypsy girl living on the market places
Call it poorly or madly
On the platforms and bus-stands
All alone,
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A lonely woman under the lonely nights,
That mad young woman.
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The politics of the poets I like it not,
The politics of the politicians,
Hence, leaking it out the question papers,
Puncturing the car they have boarded.
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O gentleman, who are you ogling from the cracks of the wall,
Are you a lizard or a froglet or a striped snake,
Who are you, gentleman?

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Modern contemporary Indian English poetesses
Super mod, modernistic, hi-fi urban
Fashionistas and socialites,
Doing do goodies,
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The doves of peace
Caged and fettered,
He wants to free,
The doves of peace
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Jayanta Mahapatra as a poet is one of dawns and dusks,
Mornings and evenings, middays and midnights,
Daybreaks and nightfalls
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Divine jurisprudence not so easy to be dispensed with
As humans cannot
Human frailty and fallibility,
Human errata and lapses,
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Man power, fire power and muscle power,
How to form a man-to-man chain,
How to utilize local forces,
How to flex the muscle,
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