BasketBall
My passion is Basket Ball
I wait for my friends to call
In the grounds, my team toil and moil
amidst our opponents, trying to foil.
We try to fake
and take the ball through the Zone.
They try to steal
and block the ball from seeing the basket.
Time speeds up in the clock
and whistle blows at a foul.
One by One,
Two goes in.
It was a foul inside the "D".
Half Quarter has come
and it is time for a small tea.
New plans in mind
Defence mode made man to man
by our opponents.
Aggression escalates
It is a 2-point game to them.
Time in the clock read forty seconds
Speed is the name of the game.
Ball in our hands
We pass and pass
Till we find an open man to score
Shot clock shows five seconds left.
Tension mounts and
I find the ball in my hands
Somebody shouts something
and I feel hot all over
Without any thought
A three pointer....
PLUM.
Hurray! Hurray!
I am lifted off the floor
and Cries all over
singing in chorus
We Won! We Won!
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