The Lone Fox Is Dancing Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

When it starts growing dark and opaque
I can see the fox
Loitering around
The fox
In ones and twos
And more
So wild, swift and nightly
Coming out of the burrows
And slipping past into the bushes
The fox,
The wild fox dancing,
Dncing on lonely tracts of land
But now closer to homes
In search of food
The lone fox dancing
Grizzled and grey,
Shaibbily-tailed
Singing the song of deserted forests
And closeness to human habitats.