Ujjal Mandal
Romance
emotion has no language
but still it melts
when someone
touches it
The Feeding C...
Dancing of Ea...
What Lord kri...
The Definitio...
The Words Of ...
Why?
The Plant Of ...
The Morning, ...
The Shining R...
Biscuit Witho...
I am breathing heavily today, They say, “It’s Valentine’s! I am breathing heavily today, They say, “It’s Valentine’s!
Someday, she won't have to crave for a person's attention. Someday, she won't have to crave for a person's attention.
Love is everywhere… Don’t you think? Love is everywhere… Don’t you think?
However, respecting women is my top priority which is impossible to subside! However, respecting women is my top priority which is impossible to subside!
For you are my true companion, my dainty spectacles.! For you are my true companion, my dainty spectacles.!
Someone's always going to judge; someone will always start the useless banter. Someone's always going to judge; someone will always start the useless banter.
Give a visit to my garden sometime, On a bright Sunday's sunshine.. Give a visit to my garden sometime, On a bright Sunday's sunshine..
In our fights, Found a strange beginning... In our fights, Found a strange beginning...
Please don’t panic our love is immortal. Please don’t panic our love is immortal.
My thoughts merged with the chirping of birds. My thoughts merged with the chirping of birds.
A free verse poem on the impending rain A free verse poem on the impending rain
Do they have pretty endings? Do they have pretty endings?
The din of the party so vibrantly loud, The din of the party so vibrantly loud,
Love you again, to tell you one day I may. Love you again, to tell you one day I may.
Rustling leaves, wind playing its own music, Orange dusk, rainbows are way dynamic... Rustling leaves, wind playing its own music, Orange dusk, rainbows are way dy...
Shunning the wrinkles and spots she had was dressed up like someone in the twenties but still, She l... Shunning the wrinkles and spots she had was dressed up like someone in the twent...
You beautiful song, with finest lyric You beautiful song, with finest lyric
Should I compare you with the moon, Of a beautiful autumn night... Should I compare you with the moon, Of a beautiful autumn night...
The sullen walls made Of our coagulated desires. The sullen walls made Of our coagulated desires.
You walk in the room and say that you love me... You walk in the room and say that you love me...
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