Misunderstood

Thought,
Words and more;
Love,
Life and many to adore;

HE,
World and happiness unbound;
SHE,
Mystic and eyes full of sound;

Story,
Untold and a bit of disarray;
Verses,
Unsung and folded in an invisible tray;

Conversations,
Unheard and dilemmas of adulthood;
Decisions,
Taken and fate was misunderstood.
       
                                         -Sudipa Adak

The bridge of light.!!

He was the street of fire,
I was the bridge of light;
Once we met each other
All i had, is to offer a sit beside .

Slowly the time happened ;
With it happened the fate,,
We both remained our selves;
For a change,it was too late.

now i am a part of a story
He is the verse of someone's poem
We are playing each other's part
It is called the life game.

I brought myself to the deepest sea
To reach where,the moon's shadow fight
I don't know about the street of fire,
I am still the bridge of light..
                   

   -Sudipa Adak

The fighter with pen

Not a slave of gun,
He was a fighter with pen,,
Diary was his war field
Unfinished storie was the villain

Every raid of the scribbled words,
Use to make him writhe  in discomfort ,,
The empty pages,scattered ink,
 the soldier left behind every thing

He came back this winter
Badges in his chest;face sparkling in glory
Following him came an unfold diary
The wrapped tri-color will narrate the rest of the story

the untold love story

      The unseen train journey                                          

 

He got up into the train and sat right beside the window..

The train whistled and started it's musical journey..he could hear men and womem speaking, children laughing , hawkers selling goods....with a sudden jerk the train stopped in a station , many got down many got up as well..and the train started it's journey again.........."excuse me" -said a beautiful voice and he turned to his right .A lady sitting right beside him asked-"will the train stop at fatehgarh?". He was surprised to here the sudden voice and stayed quite.The voice said again-"actually i am new here,don't know anything about this place".............."beautiful"-he said.."i mean the landscape is quite beautiful,isn't it?"............"yes,,!!!..but,,???"-she said....."and so as you,anyways  the train will stop at fatehgar"-he replied ....she was quite surprised but kept quite......then there was a bliss of silence ....the whistle of the train brought them back to reality ..."goodbye"-said a male voice and the lady smiled...he left the compartment with smile in his lips...the lady suddenly heard a lady in her mid forties shouting "Can't you see?? Banging people ..huh..!!!" and to her great surprise that same male voice said-"soory mam; i don't have my eyesight ,," .....

The unspoken truth,an untold story,two hearts witnessed.....and the unssen train journey ended......

                                                     -Sudipa Adak..