It is not the road not taken - a transcreation

It is not the road not taken - a transcreation

It is not the road not taken,
I encounter the same madding crowd
on the same intriguing paths,
much traveled;
I feel the same hurried footsteps
of humdrum men, amidst the deep
Breadth of the blue,
the same food prints on
the sands of time's eternity.

Yet I miss your pearly laughter
tinged with vibration,
craving for a niche in heart's nest,
I am alone here pining and plodding,
devoid of celebration of life.