Childhood Game Poem by Pijush Biswas
Childhood Game
There was a pond dried with summer heat
Where grew Kashful, long, too long to play;
Under the azure skies, near our school
Happily we spent days beyond the clay- -
Nor we agitated birds, nor did they cheat.
When the surging Cuckoo song in the air
Were played, we the children saw aback
To see, if, there was someone fool
Who could have taken it a musical track
Or, if one responded, we burst into fire.
Laying fast slept Meer when we all together
Had gone to make a 'hide and seek' game
Not on the grassy surface, but on a stool
And he said 'What's in it? O, not name nor fame'
'I have a better idea, know, 'tis better war'
And 'tis the day we played 'war' sometime
Gitu was king, Meer was enemy soldier
And I, being mere a innocent and cool
Watching what they did, took care
Of them until the game ends with a chime.
11/12/2015
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Verily, the sweet memories of childhood are the true treasures of our life
Nice game! if only life could be one fantastic and happy game!
Childhood is a time of play! In what all innocent pranks children engage! Playing 'hide and seek' is the all time favourite game of children! Enjoyed!
Game ends with chime but mind keeps memory of childhood games that shine in early time even in old age. A fantastic picture of childhood memory is painted here. Nice sharing...10
Wonderful recollection of childhood games dipped in the innocence and naughtiness of the players. The beautiful rhyme of the poem certainly arouses childhood memories of readers. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/14/2024 1:16:24 AM # 1.0.0.1119
beautiful portrayal of boy hood days with beautiful words and images. thanks for sharing