Biography of Sudipta Pathak
Sudipta Pathak Poems
Wind Blows And Stops
wind blows and stops like a cycle of grief and glee wind when blows brings with it many natural things
Where The Mind Is Without Fear.....
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high; Where knowledge is free; Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls;
On A Way To Find Liberty
i went on and on on a way to find liberty murk all around, 'cause there's no one to help me out
Media is a mind-controller, A just another roller-coaster. It makes you revolve round the world, Browsing all the events which befall. It makes your head go round and round, With the perplexity of arguments and grounds. The mantra of ‘believe it or not’ twists here, ‘cause at times, it will make you believe what is not to believed. And no matter whether you believe it or not, The exaggeration and manipulation will make you believe for sure. Here comes another phase, Which takes you on a jaunty ride of interface, A co-relation between people society and race. From paparazzi, travelogue, what to buy and what not, cuisines, natives, momentous events to festive times, Media can make you travel around the world in the nick of time.
°°* Memories Will Always Be Endured *°°
What a time has come It seems like no more fun We entered this class With no charm.
In The Search Of *essence*
Her life seems to be an exile Why doesn’t anyone let the bird soar high? Who is left to trust? When she’s completely crushed…
stars twinkling moon's hiding. .. behind the clouds fog and mist making the folks shivering
He is Mahatma He is our god An idol for every human He is one whom we call father of our nation
MY GOD KNOWS ABOUT ME I AM NOT A SAINT NEITHER A DRINKER I DON'T KNOW WELL ABOUT MYSELF I AM NOT SO CHEERFUL
LIFE, A RACE TO BE FINISHED BEFORE GETTING ENDED AN ICE-CREAM TO GOBBLED BEFORE GETTING VANISHED
Harmaony, Peace And Love
When I was born on this earth I didn't know the gist of harmony, peace and love Being notorious was the most when I was a baby Played in sand, made sand castles, caught insects
Reach My Destiny! ! ! ! !
I am trying to reach my destiny Murk is all around There’s no way for the bright sun to arise I am totally crushed, there’s no one to bring grace on my face, no one to make me happy
LIFE, A RACE TO BE FINISHED
BEFORE GETTING ENDED
AN ICE-CREAM TO GOBBLED
BEFORE GETTING VANISHED
A BUNDLE OF STICKS AND STRUGGLES
A SCRAMBLE OF PUZZLES
A STREAM TO BE GUSHED BEFORE GETTING FLUSHED
A TYPICAL SCIENCE WITH LOT OF FORMULAS
A PRECIOUS GIFT
GIFTED BY GOD.....................