Bijay Kant Dubey Window Poems

Is so lovely to look at
In her costumes
That I cannot avert my gaze.
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So whitely beautiful
I want to make her
The heroine of my cinema
Hearing music
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The red-vented bulbul,
A small bird playing and singing
In my garden
From shrub to shrub, small tree branch to branch
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Where was I,
Who had been with me,
I raise the curtain of the window and peep into my life
To find,
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