My Lungi Dance, They Showing It After Stealing The Stills From Me Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

My Lungi Dance, They Showing It After Stealing The Stills From Me



My lungi dance
for which
am I famous for
so long,
I keep perfecting it,
changing the rhythm and beat
with the changing times and situations
of life,
in the past,
I used to perform
before my brothers
without any lessons,
now perform I
before my bibis not,
burkhawalli bibis,
who may appreciate
and admire it not,
but of course
before the small children,
taking a beedi
on the lips,
shaking the body,
breaking the hips
and the limbs,
lifting the lungi
dance I,
a stage artiste not,
but a folk artiste
you may call me
just for money.

Sunday, November 2, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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