Bijay Kant Dubey Red Poems

My love is like a red, red rose,
You just call her
And she will come,
You just call her
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A red rose for you,
My love
On Valentine's day.
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Red Rose,
Red rose,
Where to go
Leaving you,
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VI
Oft, I see red China roses bloom
And fall down darkly,
I know not when they depart from this world.
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My love-letter in red
With a red rose
I am sending to you
On St.valentine's day.
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My love a red rose, red-red rose
With the petals dew sprinkled
So fresh, so fine and fair,
Sweet and redolent
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My love, may I name you Red Rose
As you yourself a rose,
Not less than,
A wonderful creation of God!
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What is the CPI(M) , everybody knows it,
I mean the wrongs of it,
How has it tortured people
In the name of party and politics,
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Red rose, have seen you, seen you
Somewhere
In the courtyard of,
Blooming so beautifully
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Let me stick a red rose into the braid of your hair,
You stand straight
And let me stick into
A red rose
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Red bulls,
I mean the communists
Are very dangerous people
As they plot and plan for someone's fall,
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Valentine's Day
Of roses,
Red roses,
Lights and lamps
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On seeing you, I found you a red rose
Standing before me,
A red rose abloom, afresh
Dazzling with
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Just like a red rose appepared she to be
And I kissed her,
A red rose was she
A foreigner girl,
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Suppose you the red rose turns into a beautiful girl of mine,
so lovely and charming, so attractive and beautiful,
So fast and dazzling,
The hue admirably tempting.
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Is it God
Who has made
The red rose?
So dreamy and delicate
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From whom
Have you,
Have you got the hue,
The red hue,
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The Blue Boy of Brindavan

Where,
Where the blue boy
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While passing
through
The way,
I came across
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How was it
Nalanda University,
How was it destroyed,
The red baked rubble tells it all
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The monkey showman
Came he
With a pair of
Two rhesus
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A red rose...
Is she a red a rose or a girl,
What is she,
Say you,
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Red Rose,
So hued and dazzling
And of a fast colour
As the eyes gloss it over,
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A beloved like a red lily,
Pink red, but deeply pink-coloured,
Blooming,
So fascinating and charming,
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Nature, red in tooth and claw forms
The crux and thematic of Daruwalla
Who is a step ahead of them
In grappling with natural disaster and calamity not,
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Ek ladaki samane khadin
Ya laal gulab,
Kahiye naaa?
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Blood has only one colour,
Red colour,
It is not that Muslim blood is
Different from Hindu blood
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Red Rose,
Red Rose, will you be
My love,
My love?
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Gopiji, Gopiji, ubti, buti bhejo, bhejo, Gopiji buti-buti bhejo, the parrot saying, saying from the cage kept outside, chirping and cackling sometimes, Gopiji-Gopiji, buti, buti, bhejo, Gopiji, Gopiji- -the passers-by standing and seeing, seeing the parrot chirping and cackling.

The parrot, parrot outside the house of the Brahmin or the fortune-teller or that of other one, the green parrot, but ring-necked squabbling and squeaking itself, Gopiji, Gopiji, buti bhejo, bhejo, Gopiji buti bhejo, bhejo, the housewives passing and hearing it going.
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Kissing a red rose,
Gave I my dreams to her
And turned she into a dreamgirl
And kept me on the track all the way
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The petals of the red rose
Just like the cheeks
Of my love,
Reddish and appleyish,
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Red Rose, you a Christian girl,
I see you doing the Christmas carol,
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I see the red rose and keep dreaming about my love,
The dews sprinkled and splashed over,
The petals wet with
And redolent smelling sweetly.
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A red-rose like love, want I,
But i know it not,
What it in my destiny!
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God, I had asked You for a red rose
As my sweetheart
But gave You not.
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You are yourself a red rose
Then why to give to you
A red rose?
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Red-mouthed small monkeys,
Small Indian monkeys,
Looking blankly,
Frisking,
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A red rose
Or a beauty,
What is she?
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A red rose,
Rose-like garden fresh
Is my love,
Fair, fresh and fine,
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Red eyes,
Would have red water
Or maybe he a Red,
A communist,
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A red rose like her face,
The cheeks so tender and soft,
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An English maid or a red rose,
Who was she,
Whom saw I her, glanced at
And she drew me close to?
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A sweetheart like a red rose
She is.

Her eyes extrememly beautiful
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My love is a red rose,
A red, red rose,
First time affair, first time love,
Love you,
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The red China roses, have you seen then, come to feel and mark
Their beauty, colour and loveliness,
So fair and fresh, so lovely to look at,
Dazzling with the colour,
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Bapuji’s red-mouthed banars, I mean small and simple monkeys,
Seeing into the eyes,
Small and lovely,
Scratching the hairs
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