In his seat
sits he, cheering
In his eyes
sparks a flare
Follows the ball,
every second of the game..
A goal is in,
And so happy he is..
Tries to stand up and cheer,
But falls back he in his chair..
Just another ball, he is
In the game fate plays..
Sparrows of Mohenjodaro
8 years ago
1 comment:
bravo!!
amazing..
if being angry makes u put such works, hell i wish u'd b angry mor eoften :P(not really, u write well enuf without d anger)
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