Bijay Kant Dubey Woods Poems

Hollywood is o.k., that know I,
But where did it come from Bollywood,
Which hate I most,
Again came it the broken word,
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I can see
How does the pathway go
Winding
Through the woods
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I pray to the spirit
As the guardian spirit
And the natural force
Prevalent in us all
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Whistling,
Whistling and passing,
Passing through,
Chugging on the rails,
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In the woods
Between the two hills
There flows a brook
Sweetly murmuring,
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Woods, only woods, natural not, but artificial woods,
Full of natural habitats and flora and fauna not,
But the studios of cameras and lights,
Painted heroes and heroines,
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The troupe of the Santhal girls dancing and singing
Into the woods and hills
Where their hamlets are
Made from mud and rooftops straw-thatched
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O Chatia Baba, the Lord of The Woods
Of the foothills
Of Kurwa,
Overlooking above,
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