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Waiting To Be Discovered
From the dawn till the night,
I strongly feel that someone might
Say that I am a better player
Then Sachin, Sehwag or Ross Taylor
I Know I have the ability
To make centuries and fifty
Its just a matter of time
Then I will also shine
I practiced in the harsh sun
I sacrificed my entertainment and fun
Just like Sachin and Gilchrist
For cricket I have broken my wrist
I have seven bronze and fourteen golds
And many certificates that I have never fold
Aren’t they getting bit old
Someone will come my mom told
At times I can be Dravid—the wall
And block each and every ball
At the same time, I can be Morgan—the hitter
For the baller, I can be a bit bitter.
I can play both ODI and test
Certainly I can be the best
Fast and flourishing T—20
Fours and sixes from my bat our plenty.
I am a big fan of Sachin
Only cricket, no football, no fishing
Like Eoin Morgan
I can act as AK47 or shotgun
I can break the records of Lara
As my mother says I am a Tara
Is there someone who can help me?
The one who can discover me
My mother says he will come soon
On a night of no or full moon
I am eagerly waiting for him
‘Who says you are better than Tim’
As a plus point I can also ball
To ball a bouncer I am enough tall
I can ball better Stuart Broad.
Believe me I am not a fraud
Once I come in full flow
My arms can have a good throw
When I swing my bat to and fro
I can be better than a pro
Let it be Zaheer, Munaf or Ishant
I can play them like Kris Shrikant
But will I ever get discovered
Or I am just wasting my efforts
