Bijay Kant Dubey Forgotten Poems

Mother, my mother, good mother,
I just remember you
As have turned into a photo
Leaving me here.
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Lambretta

When a child
I used to love to hear
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Thank you,
Thank you so much,
Now,
Now the people fail,
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You write for fame, but I write to be forgotten,
Not to be remembered when i am gone,
No more in this world
Just like a wild flower blooming in the forest tract,
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My sister, why are tears into the eyes of yours,
Has your brother forgotten you,
Lo, here lie I in your brother,
Extending the hand to you,
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After the death of my father,
My mother woke up
All of a sudden
Noticing a poisonous, deadly krait
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Since I saw you, I haven't forgotten you,
My love,
The way we met
Had been one of a strange meeting,
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