A Day's Worth Of Cricket Poem by Suraj Samtani

You came here

without a single fear.



On your way you brought your return-ticket,

but you better not lose your wicket.




There is only one match to be played,

So just hope there is no disturbance from any raid.



Win the toss,

& be the boss.



Or lose the toss,

& show off your gloss.



Be a bowler,

bowl it slower.



Be a batsman,

with a direct hit to heaven.



Disturb the clouds,

their anger all so aroused.



Bring on the covers,

& become lovers.



Love the match delay,

one that you've got without the obligation to pay.



Remember your spouse,

who's always watching you from her house.



Take her name,

& resume the game.



The target is nearing,

& so is the balls remaining.



Score that victorious six,

With emotions all so mixed.



With the game now over,

The crowd won't get any louder.



Appreciate them,

& place them at your success' strong stem.




Now its time to pack,

& take all those memories back.



Tell them to your friends,

In conversations that seem to have no ends.



Treasure that two-way ticket.

Keep it, conserve it, caress it.