Nostalgia

The mild breeze blowing in the summer morn hours

The heady fragrance of the siris flowers

The bright yellow blossoms of the Laburnum tree

The melodious song of the koel

All tease me and remind me of the days when I was free

They’ve long gone, never to return.

Oh ! How I yearn

For those long walks and all the girly talk

For the lazy, hot afternoons spent napping

 with plenty of time to kill 

For the evenings immersed in reading books

 filled with romance, adventure and thrill.

For those nights when on the terrace we would lie

Starring at the star studded sky,

Dreaming ,wondering what the future would be like.

Many a times I long for my mothers’ soothing touch

Knowing  fully well that my wish will never be fulfilled

Not in this life, even though I crave for it so much.

 Maybe there will be a miracle, I will get a chance again

And she can wipe away my loneliness and pain.