How Are You, My Love? It’s The Dead Beloved Speaking Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

How Are You, My Love? It’s The Dead Beloved Speaking



Who, who are you,
Who, who are you speaking?
Who, who,
Whose is the voice that heard I?

I am the dead wife, dead wife speaking, me lord,
This is just to ask, how are you,
To say to you, how are you, my love?
Are you happy, are you fine?
Are you happy, my lord?

Who, who are you speaking
Couldn’t. couldn’t you recognize my voice,
Couldn’t you, my love?
I am your dead wife, dead wife speaking
Whom killed you, murdered you
As for your extra-marital affair?

I murdered, murdered, murdered you,
What are you speaking,
What, what are you?
Why, why shall I murder you?

Yes, yes, you murdered me, my lord,
Murdered, murdered to eliminate me,
A prick lying on your way,
But let it go.
I am here just to ask, how are you,
How are you, me lord?

Are you happy, are you fine?
Are you happy with your new partner?
This is just to ask you, this is just to know
From your end, my love,
I go wailing with the wind
For my small son and daughter.

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