Bijay Kant Dubey Dad Poems

The fanatic's daughter,
Want I to marry,
Take to as my own
The fanatic's daughter.
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Smile you not,
Talk you not of love and marriage,
Speak you not loudly before,
Stay not when I am indoors,
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Papa,
Mom
And the son and the daughter
If they can keep nurturing
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Where my mom,
Where my dad,
All lying dead and forgotten,
As lie I here
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My son, your dad is not your dad,
Just a dad for sometime more,
A statue of dust and clay am I
To disintegrate finally.
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How do they speak now,
The modern-age sons,
Have you heard them?
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Why are your clothes of yours with me?
Separate them.
When you come of age, you live not
In my room.
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Old dad,
Indian dad,
An old-timer
Going not with the time,
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