Nostalgia. Poem by Rohit Pandey

Lamenting near bloom,
rambling in gloom,
in search of seclusion,
i reached a place,
where trees bore yerrish fruits,
and had lameduck roots.
grasses were withered,
in dreary chime.
i was standing,
underneath a tree,
which was like a companion to me.
far away was standing,
symbol of our love,
our cairen like menhir.
feeling that cairen,
i could feel each caress,
on her corrolla cheeks.
i can hear,
crooning of her ditty,
in dulcet voice, which she warbled for me.
walking over mast,
i reached a shallow brook,
in which we dabbled,
and lost in love.
but today,
i am a dark horse, pining for my beloved,
searching her in mosey way, in muggy weather.
searching her with blarny eyes, in overcast sky.