Bijay Kant Dubey
He Is A Daruman. Means, Means, Sir? Ask Me Not, You Will Not Understand - Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey
He is a daruman, daruman.
I could not make out your English, sir.
And you will not, you will not, my friend.
What, what, are you saying?
Yes, a daruman, yes, a daruman.
Means, means, I do not understand?
It means, means he comes with the daru bottles,
Comes and sells at the ale house,
Foreign daru not, Indian daru,
Native country liquor.
The seller too a daruman as deals he in daru,
I mean Indian daru
And takes he the customer
To fall flat and stagger on the roads,
I mean the other daruman,
But a daruman,
As takes he,
One he sells and another he but takes it,
The seller too takes
And the buyer too takes
As for to be a romantic
To advertise for,
One who becomes addicted to daru, a victim of,
His world and family are going to destroy soon.
Instead of being an adman, marking the statutory warning,
Do not drink, do not destroy family,
He wants to ba a disco jockey,
Lies he fallen into the bushes,
The mother, wife, son and daughter
Caling him to stand
And he lost in his world,
Oblivious of all.
Both the darumen after the bottles,
One keeps another buys,
One the host another the guest,
But quarell they
As the film heroes,
The reeled scenes,
They in the films there falsely
But they here really.
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