Sachin

A poem about sachin tendulkar retirement

Sachin…..Sachin.

Cricket was not my religion

Sachin was not my god also

But in this moment of retirement

My eyes were also got wet with tears

The tiger, the wall and now

the god itself were leaving

I fell loneliness now and I think

If Sachin was there

If Sachin………Sachin……..

The roaring was there forever.

 

 

 

Author's Note

I wrote this in malayalam and it is the translation of same.

Reviews

[MAD ENGLISHMAN]

There are a few mistakes in the translation but it still makes a good poem. Well done.

[Saddam]

I fell loneliness now and I think
If Sachin was there
If Sachin………Sachin……..
The roaring was there forever.

It is showing a true fan of God of Cricket. Not only you, all I think, fan is thinking so. But God has decided. That day I also saw all with my wet eyes.