O Man...! /Sitting On The Gallery Benches/ Under A Hostile Universe (Three Poems) Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

O Man,
What are you doing it alone
Sitting on the seashore of life
Seeing the waves
Rising and falling?
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Sitting on the gallery benches
Of the circus
Hear I the sad and solemn music of humanity
The orchestra band taking me far
And the show men
Telling of a bleak future
Which lies it ahead,
But at high risk
They playing with animals.

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Under a hostile universe
I sitting lonely,
Seeing my palm
In utter desperation,
My fate in conspiracy
With me
Letting me not write the history of man,
The history of dishevelled, distraught mankind