A Gallery of Portraits In Poetry



A Gallery of Portraits In Poetry (Indian English Poets)

Bijay Kant Dubey 



Indian English poetry



There is nothing as Indian English poetry

Though some have called it

As is there anything

Like British English,

King’s or Queen’s Standard,

Not even the local one

And what it pains us is this

It is nowhere spoken in India,

Nor does it have a feeder dialect

To vitalize it

And even it

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