#WritcoPoemChallenge
The sound of the stadium's roar,
Resonates with every four,
Down the pitch,
Over the arm,
Cricket has its own charm
I was new at the crease
But I won't die wondering
They put a spinner on for me
And I planned on some pummeling

The first ball he bowled, I sized him up
It was there for a hit but I just blocked
The next...