To me cricket is obsession,
Always a cherished possession
Its always been my dream,
To play and win for my team
The Ball, Bat and the 22yd pitch,
Makes me feel witch
The running, fielding in air,
Celebration with great flair
Any instant my fav player bat,
I am just glued and i sat
The moment our team won,
It's like a dream run
What a teammmmmmm,
And I screammmmmmm
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Friday, April 2, 2010
My first Poem.........The Transformation
My cricket coach was really mad,
Which made players very sad,
Omg....what a game we had,
we were really bad.
Our jersey was deep red,
our captain was so dead,
We all think,
that we stink.
But one Sunday we won,
and the pace was done,
And we did celebrate,
As we thought we were great.
Which made players very sad,
Omg....what a game we had,
we were really bad.
Our jersey was deep red,
our captain was so dead,
We all think,
that we stink.
But one Sunday we won,
and the pace was done,
And we did celebrate,
As we thought we were great.
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