The Earth Is Not Dancing, But The Northeastern New Guys Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The earth is not dancing,
It appaears to be dancing
But is not dancing,
The young-young new writers in English,
They themselves dancing
As for soaring to fame
Through the banner.

The errors and blunders of Indian politics,
Who can make a substitute for it,
The world too had been then
In comparison with the world
Well-connected now,
Just with the mobile handset
One in a second of time
Doing hello-hello now
To his friend in distant Arunachal?