Miss you# childhood

   I miss my childhood I miss my tree-bed I miss my palm tree shed I miss decorating my doorways red I miss hanging to banyan tree tread I miss playing in the streets Without any fear of vehicles Without any fear of kidnappings Without any fear of borewells Without any fear of modern day’s malice I miss my school days Pledging in the big compounds Playing in the intervals Swarming around the ice-cream cart…

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