#WritcoPoemChallenge
The sound of the stadium's roar,
Resonates with every four,
Down the pitch,
Over the arm,
Cricket has its own charm a good record which was created about to go down
with the opponent easily catching up
the crowd is now stuck on continuing to support or silently watch their warriors who came from dust become dust again
with their minds stuck with the promises their warriors promised them nothing but victory
with shocked expressions on their faces that they still have support from there fan's the warriors push
time is ticking the opponent is leading the crowd is cheering even more than the winning team with happiness in them
the opponent is confused
they know they they won even with a loss because they gave it their all
even when it was over the crowd cheered
lost the match had a chance was all they replied if asked you