I am Misti--, didn't get it?
Misti(sweetness) is my name,
My grandmother gave me that
Honor, I'm too grateful.
I'm going to 8 months
This November soon,
My limbs are
Not properly working now,
As a little bird fears to fly
Into the sky, below the mountain,
I am quite like that: I can't
Hold my legs sticked to ground.
My voice is like the groaning
Of the cloud you can hear but
Not to d...

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But hard to confide in bad ones,

(Beauty tells us the jovial story

But often it throws the dark rays

Into our smiling face.)

We know if the flowers

Bloom, they must give sweet fragrance

To the air, but we often forget

Some are odorless. Some flowers which

Bloom beyond our vision are full

Of sweet nectar but we don't care of them.

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Pursue the beauty until the ugliness leaves you alone

and let you bloom
like a flower in the stone

[By Ujjal Mandal, India]

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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

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

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

Blackness is the beauty

Of the night.

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Ujjal Mandal, Ganguria, India

The real beauty lies

In blackness as

Flowers bloom at night.

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