Cricket Runs in Blood of Some
#WritcoPoemChallenge
The sound of the stadium's roar,
Resonates with every four,
Down the pitch,
Over the arm,
Cricket has its own charm
So playing it brings no harm.
Dont dare to ditch,
I will ring Alarm.
Lies in its history
A galaxy you see,
A world of joys and of chasm
A ball and bat...
The sound of the stadium's roar,
Resonates with every four,
Down the pitch,
Over the arm,
Cricket has its own charm
So playing it brings no harm.
Dont dare to ditch,
I will ring Alarm.
Lies in its history
A galaxy you see,
A world of joys and of chasm
A ball and bat...