The train stopped suddenly in a halt,
Later I came to know it's a mechanical fault,
I got down from the train with curiosity,
My mind was full of gaity;
The platform was empty,
Here and there full of natural beauty,
I asked a hawker what's the name of the station,
My mind was full of tension;
If the train started without me suddenly,
I went back my seat hurriedly,
The hawker replied the name Adlestop,
The Express train doesn't give any stop.

I got the chance to relish natural beauty,
My rejuvenated mind became mighty,
I wrote a lot of poems carefully,
My mind had been filled fully,
The platform gave me a nostalgic drag with sadness,
I remembered my parents had been remaining with
happiness.

The train started with slow pace,
I did nothing only guess,
In my mind I visualised my father watered the plant,
After a while my mind became blunt,
I asked myself what happened,
Only I felt Adlestop became my friend.

I left Adlestop- the halt station,
I felt, in my mind, a kind of sad sensations,
May be I will never go to Adlestop,
Certainly for a short time it makes my life a fullstop.

Sanjib Das

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/adlestop/