It was not a very impressive place
Never created a great first impression
It was just an empty plot… no more, no less
Surrounded on all sides by a broken fence…

The ground was not so smooth
There were broken twigs and leaves scattered
There whole atmosphere so forlorn, so desolate
That there was an aura of a tragic mystery around…

Things changed when this lonely spot
Was discovered by the naughty little explorers
Who made it their favorite haunt
Much to the dismay of the people nearby!

The evenings witnessed some lighthearted games
Shuttle, kabadi and cricket of course
The whole neighborhood vibrated with the noise
And everyone knew the ultimate source…

Some people ventured into this magical territory
To admonish those happy sportsmen
But all of them gave in to the delight
Of watching the charming imps play…

Someone bought that piece of land
And built a drab office there
Thus removing the traces of those happy dusks
Not even the tiny clubhouse was spared…

No more stray balls, no more broken windows,
No more patter of feet, no more homework calls,
No more happy chatter, no more shouting matches,
Just a heavy, eerie silence hanging in the air!