Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

Love and its colours,
Love of the mother, love of the sister, love of the brother,
Love of the son and the daughter,
Sometimes wets it
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Mr.Dubey, what are you doing here on the platform?
Sir, when I came for the first time, I just alighted on this platform
And when I shall have to take the return journey train,
I shall have to come to this platform,
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A dreamer of American dreams am I,
Go I dreaming into the sunny fields and fallows,
Marking the pastoral beauties and singing the lyrics,
Unknown paths leading me to,
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Madly in love with you,
Said it the letter-ending,
As the last words were.
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What is poetry?
Poetry is an arrangement of words and the poets just arrange
They the words,
Adjusting and re-adjusting,
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Do you want to be a grammarian or a poet?
If a grammarian, dwell in grammar
And if a poet, placing the hand on the heart,
Write you your love poetry.
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Radha-Krishna, Krishna-Krishna-Krishna,
Radha-Radha-Radha,
Radha-Krishna, Radha-Krishna,
Krishna-Krishna, Radha-Rahda,
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Try to search it, try to find it
That she is also a mother,
Mom, mum, mummy
Around her neck
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On seeing her for the first time,
I got bowled over
On seeing her,
So charming and attractive,
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My love, may I name you Red Rose
As you yourself a rose,
Not less than,
A wonderful creation of God!
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