Bijay Kant Dubey Window Poems

The Girl By The Train Window

So whitely beautiful
I want to make her
The heroine of my cinema
Hearing music

The red-vented bulbul,
A small bird playing and singing
In my garden
From shrub to shrub, small tree branch to branch

I Raise The Curtain Of The Window To Find

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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