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Ujjal Mandal Apr 2021
Ujjal Mandal, India

We are nothing to the world
But the world to the beloved ones
As a drop of water is a few in the sea
But nectar to the thirsty bird.
Ujjal Mandal Dec 2020
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.
Ujjal Mandal Jan 2021
Ujjal Mandal, India

If I lose myself in the dreamland
Where dreams are made of sand,
The real world will seem just a dream
Like a biscuit without cream.
Ujjal Mandal Apr 2021
Ujjal Mandal, West Bengal, India

The morning was taking a shower
in the honey dew, I asked her
why are you so calm? She told me,
'the deep I am, the less I speak'.
Ujjal Mandal Sep 2021
ujjal mandal, india

emotion has no language
but still it melts
when someone
touches it
Ujjal Mandal Feb 2021
Ujjal Mandal, India🌹

If you want to talk
With your soul, you've to
Meditate. For meditation is
The only language
Of serenity and tranquility.
Meditation can heal your mind....
Ujjal Mandal Feb 2021
Ujjal Mandal, 14 Feb🌹

Rose paints the shadow of love with its scarlet petals,
Rose showers the heart of love with its green odour,
Rose fills the fissure of broken love with its dense blood. Oh my love, come to me and let's bloom together
Like a rose!
Rose is the jewellery of love it wears...
Ujjal Mandal Aug 2021
Ujjal Mandal, India


A man wading through blood
holding the plant of enfranchisement.
It is none but an Indian fighter and
we are all overshadowed by
the tree unchained today.
This is based on 75th Independence Day of India. ©
Ujjal Mandal Aug 2021
Ujjal Mandal, India

A poet is not born to die
He is as spirited as a butterfly,
Oh, all are poets you, he and I.
Ujjal Mandal Nov 2020
Ujjal Mandal, India

A restless mind is like
The snaky line of shattered
Clouds in the sky.
Ujjal Mandal Aug 2020
Ujjal Mandal, India, 15 August

   For shame ! for shame !
The beings are not freed
Even today from
The ****** 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.
This poem is based on the Independence Day of India. All Indian patriotic brave children gave their life only for Independence from the ruler.  Finally  they got Independence in 1947, 15August.  But today here & there the animosity and riots pervade.  This is the key point of the poem.
Ujjal Mandal Feb 2021
Ujjal Mandal, India

I dream in the night
And I seek its mystery
In the morning holding
The rays of dream.
Ujjal Mandal Apr 2021
Ujjal Mandal, India


When a little bird comes out
From eggs shell, the snake
Is ready to place the new born bird
In its womb.
The neighbors
And the parents cry aloud
For help. We all can hear their
Pathetic words but we pass them by
As though nothing happened.
we should love the animals.....
Ujjal Mandal Jun 2022
SHE
Ujjal Mandal, India

On a spring morning the sweet
smell of newly clad blossoms
coated with dew and honey,
I saw a maiden tugging
a ivory comb through her long
and smooth tresses
beneath a tree;
I approached to her.
Oh, she was more florescent than the moon
of the night,
Flowers stoop to her beauty,
such beauty I never have seen nor
I felt before,
I agree to gobble up the poison
of her charm and daintiness.
Ujjal Mandal Apr 2021
Ujjal Mandal, India

Pursue the beauty until the ugliness leaves you alone
And let you bloom
like a flower in the stone
Be flower on the beautiful tree...
Ujjal Mandal Nov 2020
Ujjal Mandal, India

When the winter morning sheds
thick tears,
None but the sun comes to
weep
Her tears out as a mother
does when the child cries.
Ujjal Mandal Oct 2020
Ujjal Mandal, India

Love is not a hope
But a habit of taking dope,
Love is not a star
But a lamp towards the bar,
Love is not a fame
But a plan of deadly game,
Love is not of gladness
But a threadless cloak of coyness,
Love is not a fate
But definitely cheap as sweat,
Love is not for green
Rather its hue of water akin,
Love doesn't make any history
But certainly a tomb of rivalry.
Love is a great virtue, but regret to say today pure love has lost her self-identity. We shoud revive her again to make the scorching world vibrant and lively..
Ujjal Mandal Oct 2020
Ujjal Mandal, India

Much colourful images are painted
On the wall of eyes,
But the eyes contain colourless teardrops.
Ujjal Mandal Dec 2020
My Broken Heart!
Ujjal Mandal, India

My heart is like
A broken glass,
If once broken,
None can see the face.
Like a broken string
Of guitar is my heart,
That sings the song
But no melody is there.
Like a broken paint brush
Is my heart, many colors
Are here and there
But no image begets at all
Ujjal Mandal Dec 2020
Ujjal Mandal, India

mother tongue is the
language
of ambrosia,
dip in it and sip the honey!
Mother, beauty, language
Ujjal Mandal Mar 2022
Ujjal Mandal, India

Pursue the beauty until
the ugliness leave you alone
and let you bloom
like a flower in the stone
copyright
Ujjal Mandal Aug 2020
Books
Ujjal Mandal,  India

Books are the clothes
Of thoughts.
And the words in books
Are the gems.
This shows the values of books.
Ujjal Mandal Mar 2022
Ujjal Mandal, India
26.04.2021

Who does not love the flower?
They bloom being a mother,
Because of the purity of mind
Like the innocent lamb so kind,
And the purity of heart
Throwing off all the dirt.
O, let your heart bloom with colors
Being the flowers
Ujjal Mandal Oct 2020
Ujjal Mandal, India

The Hollow man makes most noise
Of ignorance than wisdom
Like frenzied clouds
In the sky.
Ujjal Mandal Sep 2020
Ujjal Mandal, India

The beauty of nature
Who is the aesthetic teacher
Of us.
Ujjal Mandal Sep 2020
Ujjal Mandal, India

The Dreamer of paradise
In the caste of ice.
Ujjal Mandal Sep 2020
Ujjal Mandal, India

Look at the poorly drawn
Portrait, beauty can be
Found herein if you
Have a beautiful
Heart.
Ujjal Mandal Sep 2020
Ujjal Mandal, India

A kite.
It will be flying as long as the air lasts,
But when the air stops,
It will fall through the bare wind
Ujjal Mandal Oct 2020
Ujjal Mandal, India

O mother, whatever I think
The head is yours!
Whatever I feel
The heart is yours!
Whatever I speak
The tongue is yours!
Whatever I see
The eyes are yours!
O mother, without you
I am a lifeless body
Like an earthen doll.
Ujjal Mandal Sep 2020
Ujjal Mandal, Ganguria, India

Keep dreaming like the river,
One day
This will lead you to the sea
With bare shores.
Ujjal Mandal Sep 2020
Ujjal Mandal, Ganguria, India

The real beauty lies
In blackness as
Flowers bloom at night.
Each is replete with Beauty and love
Ujjal Mandal Nov 2020
Ujjal Mandal, India

we are all the
fragile drawings
of each souls
Ujjal Mandal Sep 2020
Ujjal Mandal, West Bengal, India

One day the whole world
Must lie on the fire coal,
But love is eternal
As it is the matter of
Soul.
Ujjal Mandal Aug 2020
Ujjal Mandal, India, August 7, 2020

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.
It shows the values of mother
Ujjal Mandal Oct 2020
Ujjal Mandal, WEST BENGAL, India

Who doesn't love his or her mother?
Who blooms always like a sweet flower
In spring, summer even in winter;
She is our sweet and mild mother.
Mother is a Sweet Flower ever
Ujjal Mandal Sep 2020
Ujjal Mandal, India

One day this beautiful world
Will remain as it is now,
But we'll be not there as we are now
Like flowers bloom in Spring and
Shed in Winter.
The flowers which embellished
The tree oneday, someday
Such flowers will
Leave the tree
In solitude.
Ujjal Mandal Sep 2020
Ujjal Mandal, India

He taught us about enlightenment
How to reach in fulfilment.
He taught us about tolerance
Who discovered its presence.
He warned us of what might happen
If we fall under greed, ignorance and aversion.
If these three fires are not quenched
The cycle of rebirth won't attain.
Ujjal Mandal Oct 2020
Ujjal Mandal, India


It is delicious and tastes great
When butter on the bread;
Life is sweet and suave
When it is on the bed of love.
Ujjal Mandal Nov 2020
Ujjal Mandal, India

The sun is the beauty of the day
As like the dancing waves in the blue bay.
Ujjal Mandal Aug 2020
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.
Ujjal Mandal Aug 2020
Ujjal Mandal, India

Nothing is more valuable than you
O dear mother,
Because you make all valuable.
I have no value but you
Make me special to you.
Ujjal Mandal Sep 2020
Ujjal Mandal, India

The lost poet can be found
In the land of beauty,
For the poets are the seekers
Of beautiful things as the flowerbed
Is made for the butterflies

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