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Vijay Sai (30 12 1975 / Trichy, South India)
Cricket Safari
The flags are flying high and handsome,
The sky is blue and brilliant,
The trumpet is blowing hard and hustling,
The drumbeat is sounding grand and great,
The Indian tiger is ready to pounce and prowl,
The African tusker is marching tall and majestic,
The Lankan lion is roaring and raring to go,
The Pakistani eagle is sharp and sizzling,
The Australian kangaroo is hopping fast and furious,
The Zimbabwean Flamingo is flocking feathers and taking flight,
The Kiwi bird is looking bright and bold,
The British bull is locking horns and looking to leap,
The West Indian seagull is keen to clean up all the fishes,
As the rest among the group
competes with the best to challenge the race,
The race to lift the cup,
Come on! Come and join the celebration,
The tempo is upbeat,
The atmosphere is carnival,
It’s the World Cup!
The cup that matters,
The cup of the millennium.
*Cricket Safari paints a colourful picture of the pomp and gaiety associated with the arrival of a cricket world cup. The competing teams are compared according to the nature of the various inhabitants living in the jungle. The race between them lit up the festive spirit and throws up a challenge as to whom lifts the coveted trophy.
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nice one i enjoyed it
wow splendid imagery..sure it was fun to attend this event..fabulous write
Aha first time i read a world cup poem in such splendid flag n animal imagery too. Thumbs up poet!
U hav succeeded in depicting the ceremonial opening and the fever and fret of the WORLD CUP. I enjoyed reading it!
Love Cricket. Go Great Britain! Nice poem.
It; s priceless coming from the eyes that not only feel but see, your heart! Beautiful! Thanks
Enjoyed the spirit in this poem; poet recreates atmosphere of excitement and gaiety. Lots of colorful language and references. Good poem.
There is too much of hype about Cricket in India, Viz the newly created -IPL - Idiots Premier League. Golden Hours and Prime Time wasted.11 Fools Payed once,11000 Fools watched thence. Now 11 Fools Bat,11 Million Fools Rot. Students glued to 20-20 score 20/100 and the IPL Band Wagon makes 100/20. There was a news item in TOI which said a young boy murdered his Grandma who denied him going to IPL match. For youngsters to survive, let this Cricket Craze Cease. All forms of Cricket are old poison in new bottles.
nice idea. great poem. thanks for the invite.
i am not naturally a cricket man and don't fully understand the rules.
but your converting me maybe. a beautiful musical poem, thanks,
john