Waiting Poem by Farooq Hussain

A day of waiting began so soon
Lots of anxiousness began to flow
Expectations of the triumph rules the most
When the match between India and Pakistan
Is yet to be played
There is a scope, imaginary victory
There is a spark and there is might
There is a preparation
There is a confidence
There is love
There is hate
There is a pitch round as a ball
There is hard work tested fastidiously
So is the confidence of people
There are cheers
There are boos
There are tall
There are short
A wait! Just a wait
All over
All over