#97 A winning moment

A winning moment

My poem in spot poetry competition of Anweshan 2015

Duration- 1 hr

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Passion to win- a desire,

With energy so high what I aspire

Roads are not straight but curvy,

How can life be so easy??

When I try to reflect back,

Memories are enclosed in a sack

The hardships and endless worries,

Have paid off in the end with glories.

I smile over those incidences,

Which made me cry harder then

Endless drops of tears of happiness,

Roll down from my eyes to face.

I toiled very hard before,

Without caring for world anymore

Practicing in the field-day and night,

Made myself confident and bright.

The day when match began,

We crossed our fingers and hands

Prayed god to support us throughout,

Lest we should not get all out.

For us, it was a final match,

We won toss and chose to bat

Crowds cheered our names aloud,

That made us feel very proud.

Our ultimate aim- to win,

For our motherland and kin

To let our national flag fly high,

Among all other nations, in the sky.

Target was set to 320 runs,

Because of our Batsmen in right form

It was quite satisfactory,

Hoped that they wouldn’t chase easily.

Now, it was a turn of our bowlers,

To swing and accordingly bowl

Initially they didn’t perform well,

We all got very tensed and failed.

With arrival of an experienced bowler,

Bowled three batsmen in a row

That developed confidence in us,

To win our match in another blow.

Finally we succeeded in winning,

Faces of our fans were shining

It was a winning moment,

We celebrated this success in the end.

Sweta Sarangi

3.3.2015