Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

The fanatics are but the religiously blind
And reasonably dead people,
Emotionally dead
And mentally deranged people
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The silvery, milky white moonlit nights
Do let me sleep
As I remain lost
in the sweet memories of yours.
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The Opening of An English-medium School In A Village-town; Resounding With Good Morning, Please And Thank You—The Englishmen In The Making

Good morning.
Good morning.
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The fact is this that the loafers act as heroes
In the cinema
Whereas the good men as villains,
which but we know it not
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Bye,
Bye,
Goodbye,
Goodbye to the last year,
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Black poetry, White poetry,
Leave it doing
Black-black, White-White
And write in black and white
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They welcomed and greeted her
To the stage
As she was mod, bobbed and looking ultra-modern,
The curls were hanging over the face
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Crossing the forest-tract
This evening
Laced with the mystery of the night
To come
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Sexual mysticism,
The mystic poetry of love and its dreams
And the propagators were none
But Freud, Jung and Adler
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