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 um199521@gmail.com