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A Poem by Ujjal Mandal

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.

© 2022 Ujjal Mandal


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Ujjal Mandal
Ujjal Mandal

Malda, Malda, West Bengal, India



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I am UJJAL MANDAL a scholar and writer from West Bengal, India. I studied at the University of Gour Banga in English. My work has been published worldwide in various magazines, journals, and antholog.. more..

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