The liquid songs of a bird
Create much vibration in my heart,
My body is a stone, black and old-
If she turns down me to hold,
An artificial is my heart and soul
If she ceases her songs as a whole.
I wish her singing all the day,
As a cost my life I must pay,
She is mine I knew since my birth-
& I'll be the same, even beyond the earth. 

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The colour has no caste no religion
Just fetterless as a crowned pigeon,
The sun never marks any division
What's red, green, black or saffron.

All the colour is a single entity,
Like the author's artistic creativity;
And upon the asleep city
The moon mirrors itself - the beauty.

The colour is a life of how to live-
Taking a role of a new leaf,
It is a sugarcoated rose you sip
How or...

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RAM is the incarnation of love,
Fill your arid heart with the springs
Of tears.
He is the sword shining in the battleground,
Bend your head upon His feet.
The mind is the vast sea without shore,
Beg Him to have the divine flower.
The lifting wave is His spirit,
Let your sins off into it.
There is no more beauty than the flowers
Have it's said,
But Shree RAM is the beauty of all
Beautie...

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All say the NIGHT is nothing but you
After repellent darkness a day new,
The firefly that takes the PRIDE
Is none other than luminescent light,
A bud gets its fulfilment lonely
In darkness is YOU(mother) the latency,
The sun has got the ball of fire
From YOU, O SWEET MOTHER!
The cloud is devoid of guile white
Sailing in the space so bright:
Whiteness of impeccability is yours
The golden...

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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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Life can recognise
Caste, religion and colour-
A disease of three symptoms:
Caste is engaged with skirmish,
Religion flares up with sudden
Intensity of furiousness, and
Colour creates dissociation.

None but DEATH is constant:
He never plays the role of an actor,
He never does judge on caste, religion And colour:
He believes that there is no gap
Between the palace and the hut.

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The DREAM never keeps your word
If you play with it,
A tree produces a thousand seeds
Into fruits,
Numberless lives in sleep can be stirred
At anytime.
The tree drops the mature fruits
Upon the ground,
The wind leads them to sleep and
To stand up like the newborn babies,
If the tree had a hand keeping the fruit
In the sun and not dropped it,
The seed couldn't get a new journey.
Do wor...

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The heaven's eye becomes tired
With rage,
Water endless in the sea.

Winter deflowers the tree,
Spring fills the fissures-
The process constant all year round.

Clouds take off the canopy-
Vapours make a sail
Occuring in cycles.

Leaves green and alive
Develops gray hue,
A tree never stops dreaming.

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We need Wordsworth
To save our beautiful earth
Who found God in Nature
And worshipped the creature
He grasped humanity as his own
For which he was born.
We need Tagore
In today's moment of horror
He taught how to conquer over fear
Here and there we can hear
The shrill cry of hungry vultures
The blood-eater creatures.
Tagore showed human love
How to weave it like a dove
He knitted the...

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When I take a profound sleep

Unable to measure so calm and deep,

Will you not forget me, O mother?

Will you keep loving me then like a shower?

 

When the sun paints the sky orange

And the patch of clouds sailing savage,

Will you remember, O mother tell me?

I will be taking then honey being a bee,

 

Like a flower bud with nectar compiled

I hope you won't deny me as ...

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One day Heaven summoned my name,
And I went fly away,
Confronting with DEATH I paused
For a while ;
Horrors of it closely I felt,
I began to trembling
As DEATH unfolded its black
Face:
I was unsure of what to say,
Still I dared to ask:
"O DEATH, why are you so brutal?
Why do you snatch the beloved one?"
Upon hearing my voice, He
Roared like the lion kneading me
And I tried
To loose ...

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One day Heaven summoned my name,
And I went fly away,
Confronting with DEATH I paused
For a while ;
Horrors of it closely I felt,
I began to trembling
As DEATH unfolded its black
Face:
I was unsure of what to say,
Still I dared to ask:
"O DEATH, why are you so brutal?
Why do you snatch the beloved one?"
Upon hearing my voice, He
Roared like the lion kneading me
And I tried
To loose ...

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 With a highly volatile temper

A person may lose the beauty of mind

Just like a sweet flower in the winter.

With all sweetness a flower blooms,

But the warmth of the sun

Does burn the soft petals.

The air does fade its aroma away.

The water hits the soft petals

With a mighty splash

Time and again.

But

If the beauty of mind blooms once,

Neither the sun, the ai...

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The beauty you have is endless

Not satisfied watching you all days.

In all objects O mother, I feel you

As the grass takes a bath with dew,

When the birds are chirping on the tree

The darkness is dispelled and let them free,

When the petal expands the heart

In no time I draw the beautiful art,

The busy bees collecting honey

When spring arrives with a box of money,

In ...

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We believe in good things easily

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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What you had yesterday that
I have today and what
I have today 
That must be yours tomorrow. 
We have been made
Solely to perform on stage
 In well and woe. 
Just think...
What if we were not born?
We'd not feel the 
Gentle touch of mother, 
The sweet
Fragrance of flower, 
The appearance
Of the sun,
The delectable call of fountain, 
And the taste
Of our paradisiacal earth.
 ...

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A slice of smile
Can cast thousand lights
Over the shadow
Of snow-clad pain,
The budding blossom of
Happiness is the smile
Where heart and mind
Compose the songs together
Sitting under the flowering tree and
If the song of beauty is written once,
Smile is everywhere! Happiness is everywhere!

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Sometimes I feel

I am alone,

None is there

But when I look at

The blooming lotus,

I feel I am among thousand

Happiness and

I am sparkled with

Merriment-

This lotus is my mother:

My muse!

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One day I took some water from a pond and

Let them go with a nearby river:

The river accepted them to

Their long journey together;

Some water I drew from the well and

Drove them to the same river:

The river accepted again without resistance.

After that I filled a bucket with rainwater and

Released them into the river:

The river agreed to move together.

The rive...

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‘Ma’- the word sounds very little but

The world has not enough words to describe a mother.

 A mother is born affectionate.

The moon that had been illuminating the earth for so long,

It hid the face after mother was being created.

When a mother smiles, it seems as if the falling

Fountain makes a song of peace.

A mother is the garnish of life.

Life except mother is the ...

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When spring arrives,
A group of flowers enjoy
Their countenance and
As the day grows older
They lose their incandescent looks.
If they could know the collapse
Before the begetting,
I hope they'd remain unborn.

A child was obsessed with
Playing her dolls,
Fortuitously a wooden wife
Fell on, mother said:
'The earth is dancing',
The child took it in a wrong way,
Her body was found
Af...

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Lord Krishna had told long time ago-
Grave words like the sea not hollow:
"In the time of industrial & modern age,
People would be the birds in a golden cage:
Where they'd born with the wings colouring
But they'd forget the tune of how to singing,
People of modern time would be heartless
They'd be the cause of blame, never confess!
Science & technology would touch the apex
But the root of...

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Life is incomplete

If it is defined as:

'Absent of poetry, and lack Of feelings'.

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A dry leave reminds us the past
glory of the tree,
in the same way a lonely heart
tells us the days of love full
of joy and happiness in the past.

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Silence is so peaceful and tranquil
like the air at the top of the hill;
you can have the complacency of life
if you cut the head of arguments with a knife;
emotion is there
where the heart is free and without fear;
if the mild petal is the heart of a flower,
controversy is a huge body except power;

be the clouds in the open air
and feel the gifted life in each hour,
be the flowers hea...

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Life is as tear drops of the morning.
When the sun throws its warm kiss
Away to the drop,
It becomes an invisible entity.
 

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Life is a little shining star
That you can't define so far,
Life is a mirror lucid and clear
If broken, you can't feel her!

Like a dream life is fairy
Seeing it, oh, so scary!
Life is an extreme pain unhurt
As if it looks like an invisible art.

Life is darkness of the night
And the burning light of the sight,
Oh, life is a little shining star
That you can't define so far!

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You'd embroidered the Inferno
sewn with the thread
of supple beauty,
endowed Ganguria
with philosophical
profundity and great altitude
of enlightenment.
You'd reconciled
an old skirmish
between disdain
and phobia.
O God, you made
Ganguria an ultimate abode
decked with platonic ideal
of love and mosaic complexion.

 

 

 

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emotion has no language 

but still it melts 

when someone touches it

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The Plant of Liberty

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. ©]

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The Morning, So Calm

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'.

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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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Sometimes I think

Who I am but always I

Feel my existence.

 

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Ujjal Mandal, India

I paint the reality
With the color of dream;
Oh dear, you are my dream and
I am the painter of us!

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Biscuit Without Cream

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

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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

 

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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