Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

Dalit Literature, I deplore it
That the non-Dalits are writing,
Putting it to word
And with it,
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She is also a loving daughter
Of her father,
The loving daughter of her affectionate daddy,
Do not,
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The world has turned into a mart
With shopping malls, beauticians and designers,
Florists and saleswomen,
Managers and executives,
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It is a great day of feeling,
Feeling and thinking
And looking up to
In utter reverence and repentance
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Thomas Hardy with the teenaged, girlish second wife
Comparatively young for him,
An old author,
The secretary sacrificing her life
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Many a time tried I, but it did not come
To my turn,
Neither did you give it to me
Nor could I myself,
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Many a time tried I, but it did not come
To my turn,
Neither did you give it to me
Nor could I myself,
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The girl of the sweet dreams,
My dreamgirl, your dreamgirl,
Coming into the dreams,
Visiting us often,
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The Americas that I do not know,
Not the States,
North America,
But Latin America,
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O Allah, Khuda,
My God,
What is it happening
In the name of religion and governance,
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