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Mother, My Muse!

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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What a Mother Really Is!

‘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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mother

Honey, the Mother Tongue!

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

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The Motherly Sun

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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morningMothersun

Mother, the Lotus of Heart

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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Maa, the Maker of the World

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

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