Lekhny composition -22-Dec-2021
The Golden Ball
A mere child I was ,
Baby teeth scattering all over
Tooth fairies I waited for ,
And my love i never forgot .
What started as a mere dream
As a mere love
Turned to into a mere passion.
Running across the streets
Sprinting were once me and
My childhood peers .
At the glimpse of it's light
We would be by our play side
At the sight of it's disappearance
We would retreat back to our beds .
Sleep came with the illusion of soccer grounds ,
A mere street sprinter
Now at 18 has now become
A well furnished player .
By well furnished I mean ,
He now roams and runs
On a bed of grass ,
He now sweats for fame ,
The dream of his passion has now
Been fulfilled ,
A new dream he now has
A dream of holding in his hands the Golden Ball
The dream of sharing the moments
Of his passion with his once accomplices .
A dream of bringing honour to his village
He now holds
A dream of leaving a legacy behind he now fights for ,
That's him from being a villager sprinter
Fighting for a passion to be realized
His dream has now become
The Golden Ball
That will bring honour to his name
And pride to his village
Thee° entangled
Shrishti pandey
24-Dec-2021 08:05 AM
Wonderfull
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Abhinav ji
23-Dec-2021 11:20 PM
Nice
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Ayra S
23-Dec-2021 03:02 PM
Wow
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