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Mar 2013
The Playground Of Wilderness
We used to play in that playground,
It was full of uniform levelled green grass.
Here heartily played Abhishek's greyhound,
Running excitedly all over game's green mass.
We used to play cricket in the ground,
It was a temporary zone of football grass.
Here all games were near Atul's house unbound,
Free from all school-work it was enjoyable as deep bass.
But today our generation is busy in our lives making careers,
The next generation is too young yet to make full use of the lawns.
Reduced in size which used to be our hugest amphitheatre of sweetness,
Has now got grass growing untamed covering The Playground Of Wilderness.
Abhishek Thakur of Karnal, India was my childhood best friend
© Atul Kaushal
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