Bijay Kant Dubey Poems

What is that you are thinking
Keeping the head on the hands,
What is that?
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O, you come
And go seeing
The face of Bhagabati,
A magnificent statue of hers,
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At the airport, I saw the foreigners
With the bag and baggage,
The luggage,
Getting down, coming and going,
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Just for the kiss of a foreigner girl, lie I in wait
And I shall go
Only after seeing the foreigner girl,
Only after kissing her.
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A young girl,
Fair and lovely,
Rosy and sweet,
Golden and glistening,
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'Whose asthi-kalasha is this? , ' enquired he of me
In an obdurate voice of his own
And when asked who he was, said he in a a harsh voice of own,
'I am Kaal, Kalpurusha,
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O, the young maiden in the burqua,
I can just see you
As a shadow
Following me,
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H.S.Bhatia, born in 1936 and a lecturer in English
At A.S.College, Khanna, Punjab
Is a poet of his type,
Trying his hands
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How helpless appears it to be life
In jams,
Traffic jams,
Gasping for air,
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Touching me, touched you my mind and heart
And I fell short of calling you,
Calling you with love,
So much so rapt attention
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