I am away from my home
Not really my native place
But a place where I’d met you
Under the sun with sea and sand
Sun, moon and stars here
Are same as I’ve left behind
Trees, breeze and seasons also
Similar fragrance to me remind
Who’ve stolen my peace of mind
Why do I have a restless heart
What do I miss and feel the pang
Who’s hurting me with his dart
I’m living in a beautiful place
But I’m not at ease at all
Intensely longing for my beau
Who can’t hear my sigh and call
I miss someone whom I love
He is, now, so far from me
I am suffering from nostalgia,
Feeling depressed and gloomy
Greyness seeps in as hiraeth
Seems there’s impending death
~Sudha Dixit
Bangalore, India