SHEA Poem by Ujjal MandalUjjal 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.
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StatsAuthorUjjal MandalMalda, Malda, West Bengal, IndiaAboutI 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..Writing
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