Nostalgia Poem by Badee Uz Zaman

He recalled the harrowing times of the delightful
past.
When his cavalcade of love paraded the valleys of
treason. When the fountain of loyalty was
suffocated by immaculate treachery. When the
lofty emotions were colonized by scorching beauty.
When torment itself meant sooth.When none but
she plundered him miserably. And his companions
hijacked by desolation......
All he wants is a corridor of shame were he could
invest his earned looses beneath the agonizing
walls of anonymity. Do him a favour, arrange it
for him....
Will not you....? ? ? ?