Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

I see the women at work,
Picking up bricks,
With the brick-load on the head
Going up,
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I loved you, but could not express it, I love you,
I love you so much.

Thought I, had you refused, what would it have,
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I do not find a flower to compare with,
Should I call her a rose,
A balsam
Or a poppy
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After having signed, I thinking within myself,
What sort of artist am I,
How have I been gifted with
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Under which tree is the Lord meditating,
Beaming with joy,
Radiating with halo and glory,
Under which peepul tree,
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As know you not that I here lie I a Brahmin,
A master of yours
Who does not take meat,
But you go on
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During the solar eclipse, I used to find the people talking
About the sun getting eclipsed,
The people consulting the Brahmins,
As they used to indicate it beforehand
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The mimic man as a mimic
Mimicking modern man and manners;
The poet learning the art of humour from jokers
As poetry is jokes, the jokes of life
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When I find the deadly snakes
Sitting in my poetic paper heaps
And the scorpions crawling out to me
While reading on the floor,
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If the Israeli-Palestinian conflict comes
To an end,
Where will the arms be sold,
The race for the arms race,
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