Pray to Jesus O Jesus, wake us up From the shell of darkness. An apple tree stoops to the ground When many succulent apples Decorate the tree with their skins Of red, green, yellow and pink. O Jesus, make us like the apple trees. When spring leaves the tree, she stands With bare jewellery looking at the skies Straight. She never bows her head down. O Jesus, do not let us be like this arrogant tree. O Jesus, wake us up From the shell of numbness.
Ujjal Mandal, a Postgraduate scholar and an emerging poet from West Bengal, India. He hails from Ganguria, Malda. He was born in 1995. His work has been published worldwide in journals, magazines, blogs and reputed anthologies of poetry such as “Aulos:An Anthology of English Poetry”, “Beyond Corona :The Silver Lining” and others. He says, “poetry is an eruption of feelings through the geothermal heart”.He could be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org