The Pure Love

By Ujjal Mandal

She is the moon in the dark sky,
She throws her soft light on the butterfly.
She is the fragrant of flower,

 

I smell her everywhere in each hour.
She is the queen of spring,
She loves me much as I am the king.

 

She is the morning dew,
O dear, I can't stop to say I love you.
God has given me a human figure

 

But she has offered me the power
To live in the globe
That's the pure love.

 

Ujjal Mandal from India has a Masters degree in English Literature from University of Gour Banga. His poems have been published in the journals like Gnosis print, Muse India, Daath Voyage, Criterion, Langlit, and others. His two translated poems of Tagore have been selected in Ezra translation journal.