Friday, May 28, 2010

Sachin

At an age when some still play with toys

He played the game at a level not meant for little boys

At an age when some cant even lift a bat

He had in the Indian team comfortably sat

In a game in which the most experienced falter

He had the very best of bowlers run for shelter

Its a visage that looks a trifle short

But its that which calls all the shot

On his day none could stop him plundering runs

His very dismissal many a Indian heart it stuns

When this Indian lion roars

To the sky our countrys pride soars

He goes to bat ,with it hopes of millions too,

He is called crickets god and its very much true.

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