Bijay Kant Dubey Nature Poems

The mystery and beauty of Nature,
How to admire it,
The eerie silence,
The weird wild life,
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Nature, red in tooth and claw forms
The crux and thematic of Daruwalla
Who is a step ahead of them
In grappling with natural disaster and calamity not,
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God, Man and Nature holding dialogues
In Tagore’s Gitanjali,
Man the traveller
On the way of life
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Had my poems been balsams, it would have been wonderful,
Had they been balsams,
Had they been poppies,
Calendulas.
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The trail of loot and plunder,
I can see in its devastation,
The ruin brought to.
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Dalit poetry,
Whose poetry is it,
Dalit poetry,
The poetry of
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I am a part of Nature,
The shroud and silence of it,
The beauty and mystery of it,
My ways leading through the forest,
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There lies it a sacred place
With the clay horses and elephants
Under a tree
With the stones vermillioned
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Nature mystical and mythic
Full of solitude and greenery,
Wintry fog and mist
And cold,
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Where the birds sing, dance, hop and play
Where it blows the fresh wind
Where the rivulet murmurs by
Where the arcades of trees shadow the region
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Why is it so mysterious
So scenic and landscapic
With the horizons lurking
And mixing somewhere at a distance?
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If modern man keeps exploiting Nature's resources,
Storehouse and treasure trove
Then the things will finish off soon,
How will it be a world
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