Under The Dark Night Saw I Two Personae Talking In Whispers/ The Theatre Of Life Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Under the dark and lonely starry night,
Saw I two personae talking in whispers,
A drunk man and a drunk woman.

Two theatre artistes
Talking in drunken capers
So close and so histrionic in life.

It was midnight full of the stray dogs barking elsewhere,
The bazaar was wearing a deserted and lonely look
And the camps were abuzz with retreating.

And under the canopy and the avenues of the skies,
The artistes were talking in whispers,
But were drunk.