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"Cricket's Timeless Grace"
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The sound of the stadium's roar,
Resonates with every four,
Down the pitch,
Over the arm,
Cricket has its own charm.
Beneath the sun, or under lights aglow,
In cricket's rhythm, hearts and spirits grow.
With every ball, a story unfolds,
As legends rise and dreams take hold.
The crack of the bat, the bowler's flight,
In this game of skill, each player's might.
From the crease to the boundary's edge,
Cricket's allure, we can't help but pledge.
Through highs and lows, the game endures,
In every victory, and in defeat's cures.
For in its charm, lies a timeless grace,
A sport that transcends, every time and place.
© AA WRITINGS
The sound of the stadium's roar,
Resonates with every four,
Down the pitch,
Over the arm,
Cricket has its own charm.
Beneath the sun, or under lights aglow,
In cricket's rhythm, hearts and spirits grow.
With every ball, a story unfolds,
As legends rise and dreams take hold.
The crack of the bat, the bowler's flight,
In this game of skill, each player's might.
From the crease to the boundary's edge,
Cricket's allure, we can't help but pledge.
Through highs and lows, the game endures,
In every victory, and in defeat's cures.
For in its charm, lies a timeless grace,
A sport that transcends, every time and place.
© AA WRITINGS
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