Bijay Kant Dubey


The Internet Age Poet - Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Without dipping the nib
Into the ink-pot,
Struggling to publish,
Doing the proof-reading,
Visiting the busty job press,
Without writing the manuscript,
Trying to save,
One now-a-days calls oneself a poet or a poetess
Sittingly
At home
Pressing the key board
Of the computer
Or the tab
To call oneself a published poet
In this internet age.

Topic(s) of this poem: art


Comments about The Internet Age Poet by Bijay Kant Dubey

  • Rajnish Manga (4/5/2015 5:49:00 AM)


    How true! Things have really changed within a short span of time. We all are witness to this metamorphosis. Thanks for sharing the poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 5, 2015



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