mother tongue is the
language
of ambrosia,
dip in it and sip the honey!

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I am not Alone

Ujjal Mandal, India
7th December 2020

I am not alone.
When nature cast her beauty upon me,
My silence speaks the words
Of happiness.
Oh, I am not alone
I have silence.

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I Want to Die In Poetry

Ujjal Mandal, India
6th December 2020

Where are you, all?
Come and dip me
In the hues of poetry.
I want to die in poetry.

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Ujjal Mandal, India

we are all the

fragile drawings 

of each souls

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Diwali

Ujjal Mandal, India

A lamp can dispel
millions of darknesses
billions of ignorances
and trillions of sinners
like the burning sun
does. 

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The Winter Morning!

Ujjal Mandal, India

The winter morning sheds thick tears, 
None but the sun comes to weep 
Her tears out as a mother does when
The child cries.

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My Sweet Rose!

Ujjal Mandal, India

O dear, you are my sweet rose
Taking thy kiss I want my lips to close.
You never bloom elsewhere 
Besides my heart's chamber.
O my love, come and take me
On thy rosy petals like a hungry bee.

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Love

Ujjal Mandal, India.

Keep your love in chain
For if love flees
Heart is a dried tree
That never hopes to feel her spirit.
Keep your love in chain 
For when love loses 
Heart is a cold statue
That never breathes out.

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My Cheery Story!

Ujjal Mandal, WB, India

When I cast my eyes to a butterfly, 
The vernal freshness glows and I
Fly to the open blue by the sea
To tell my cheery and buoyant story. 

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The Fuscous Sky!

Ujjal Mandal, India

The sky looks fuscous and heavy 
When the sun hides his cheery face 
Into the cloak of clouds as like
The air loses his sweet rhythm when
Nightingale stops her healing songs. 

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A Nameless Flower

Ujjal Mandal, India

A nameless flower has come out
From the unknown bush. 
Neither pens write her name 
Nor books make place for her. 
But my heart has written her name 
On the pages of human hearts.

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Ujjal Mandal, India

The Beauty of EVENING! 

The earth is ready to sleep 
But the cloak of beautiful 
Evening wakes the glowworms up;
They come out from the bush
Holding thousand lights 
To enlighten 
The dark earth.

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Ujjal Mandal, India

 RECREATION! 

          Recreation is the gateway to envisage the                        Lassitude as the birds                                               Vocalize the candied melody                           When they spend the tedious moments.

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The Moon in the Cloud

Ujjal Mandal, India

Why is the moon hidden in the cloud? 
She has fallen in love, no doubt. 
I want to say aloud
I love you O dear!
My love I want to share;
I can't hold the heavy heart here.

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My Heart Aches!

Ujjal Mandal, India

The broken heart is like 
The broken glass. 
If once broken, none can see
The face. 
Ah, my heart aches!

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The Broken Heart

Ujjal Mandal, India

Love is like the fallen
Green leaves;
Dies at an early age. 
The leaves which decorated 
The tree with greenish 
Jewellery, 
Someday they all leave
Deserting the tree
With bare beauty.

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The Setting Sun

Ujjal Mandal, India

The setting sun says me:
"Tomorrow I'll rise again ;
I am going to have such a sleep
That lets me always keep awaking ". 
O, let's dip in the true West
To rise up in the motherly East. 

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The Setting Sun

Ujjal Mandal, India

The setting sun says me:
"Tomorrow I'll rise again ;
I am going to have such a sleep
That let me always keep awaking ". 
O, let's dip in the true West
To rise up in the motherly East

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The Motherly Sun

Ujjal Mandal, India

The morning weeps 
All night. 
When the white wind 
Helps to flow her thick tears more, 
The sun with motherly 
Affection wipes her wet eyes out.

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Ujjal Mandal, West Bengal, India

Life on the Bed of Love

It is delicious and tastes great
When butter on the bread;
Life is sweet and suave
When it is on the bed of love. 

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Ujjal Mandal, West Bengal, India

Why does the rose BLOOM? 

Rose blooms to show
Her elegance to the soft hearts
Of love like her mild petals.
O, let's bloom like the rose.

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Ujjal Mandal, India

Love has no value if heart denies her
Like the shadow of light.

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Ujjal Mandal, India

We are
all the same dolls
made by different hands of God

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Ujjal Mandal,  India

Keep dreaming till the dark night 

Fades in the morning light. 

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Ujjal Mandal, India

None but a mother can draw
The bridge of love
Among the mortals as the flowers
Are pleasing to all hearts.

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Ujjal Mandal, India

None is innocent as flowers,
They bloom to show the beauty
Is pleasant to eyes and the healer
Of scorching hearts.

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Ujjal Mandal, India

A poet is needed

to define the life, 

as the poets measure

the length of life

practically as well as

 philosophically. 

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Ujjal Mandal, India

Blackness is the beauty

Of the night.

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Ujjal Mandal, India

Keep dreaming like the river, 

Someday

This will lead you to the sea

With bare shores. 

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Ujjal Mandal, Ganguria, India

The real beauty lies

In blackness as

Flowers bloom at night.

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                              Ujjal Mandal, India

Look at the poorly drawn
Portrait, beauty can be
Found herein if you
Have a beautiful heart.

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Ujjal Mandal,  India

Love the one

Who loves you much, 

Don't love the one 

Whom you love much. 

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Ujjal Mandal, India

Dream is sweet

If the reality is sweet.

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Ujjal Mandal, India

Anger causes danger
as the sweet flower in the scorching
sun.

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            Ujjal Mandal, India

The sun goes down to rise up again,
Welcome the failure.

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Ujjal Mandal, India

Life seems heavy when you bear it
Like the wingless bird. Life seems light
When you bear it like the wingful bird.

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Ujjal Mandal, India

Love the day, who knows this is the last sigh of the day.

Like the lifting waves in the quiet bay.

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Ujjal Mandal, India

Words are the only jewels of my heart

that I wear.

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Ujjal Mandal, India

In despair, only pen can understand the distressful heart

Like a singing bird in the winter.

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Ujjal Mandal,  India

Love the Nature,  I swear she must fall in love with you. 

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Ujjal Mandal, India

If someone asks me,
Who is the innocent creature
On the globe?
I must say, those who
Never think themselves
As a human being.

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Ujjal Mandal, India, 15 August

   For shame ! for shame !
The beings are not freed
Even today from
The bloody chain as the
darkness from the night;
They are under the same umbrella
Of Ego and Animosity.
We liberated our motherland
And we gave the Demon countless blood

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Ujjal Mandal,India,WB

If ever you love someone
with the heart like the
huge mountain, I hope
you must know
why does the boat sail in
the shoreless sea?

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Ujjal Mandal, Ganguria, India, WB

The beings bend their head down
Whose head wears the golden crown
Like the trees full of  salubrious fruits
Do, is called the paragons of virtue.

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Ujjal Mandal, India

Rose is sweet when it smells
And it lingers until it veils.
 

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Ujjal Mandal, India

Nothing is more precious than mother

As it blooms solely in heart's bright chamber.

Please keep her always, don't share

As she is such a rare flower.

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 Books

Ujjal Mandal, India, WB

Books are the clothes 
Of thoughts.
And the words in books
Are the gems.

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  The Words of God, Jesus Christ

Ujjal Mandal, India, August 3, 2020

One day a farmer went out to sow seeds. Some seeds
Fell by the roadside and were trampled on. The birds
Ate  them and fled. Some fell on rocky ground.
They germinated as usual but dried up due to deficiency
Of water. Some seeds fell into the bush but remained
There after being trodden. And another seeds fell on fe...

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O Sons! I Hope You Will Sing  About Me

Ujjal Mandal, Ganguria, India

Poetry is the song of my heart
As it is born with the pen  
In my hand.
When I am gone form 
This beautiful world, 
I hope O dear sons!
You will sing me.
Because my verse
Contains emotion for learning, 
Compassion for the victims, 
And jolly moments for pleasure.

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                 Welcome Tomorrow
                  Ujjal Mandal, India, July 18, 2020

                  O, why are you blubbering aloud?
                  Where need to feel sound.
                   Make your day sparkle like blacksmith
                   burnished dishes.
                    Accept the young day
                    Like birds singing in the morning
                 ...

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Ujjal Mandal, India, July 10, 2020

I'm burning but why are you shedding thick tears? said the Thread to the Candle.
Whose heart is full of pain, he must cry, the Candle
answered.

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A Frustrated Lover's Pay

Ujjal Mandal, Ganguria, India, July 08,2020

Once there was a day
you used to say
'we are one sweet flower,
without petals it seems sour'.
But O dear, you taught me today
love in blind must pay;
what kind of pay, I don't know,
just try to be blind once, it must show.

*This poem shows a lover's painful feelings. Here I try to show that.
 

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Yesterday is Better than Tomorrow 

Ujjal Mandal, India, July 06, 2020

Yesterday is faithful, 
It came to me  before today.
But
Tomorrow is unfaithful, 
It may come or not.

 

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Maa*, the Maker of the World

Ujjal Mandal, July 4, 2020

Darkness pervaded the whole earth, 
Before our Maa came forth.
Today we are born, 
Yesterday buried we were like a cold corn.
Maa is none other than God
Whoever denies Maa, is convicted of fraud.
Do you know
Who made us? 
I am sure
She might be our Maa, 
Because potters know 
How to make dolls although, 
But fail to give l...

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Mother, My Loving Lotus

July 3, 2020 Ujjal Mandal

My mother is a blooming lotus of mind, 
Neither Surya does burn
 its soft petals, 
Nor Vayu does plunder 
its sweet fragrance,  
Indra never does efface its colour.
O dear mother, I cry whenever I feel dreary thoughts
start crawling into my heart.
Whenever I feel the bud of my heart
fading away in the scorching heat,
I shower myself...

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