Treasure Island

Vijay Sai

(30 12 1975 / Trichy, South India)

Cricket Safari


The flags are flying high and handsome,
The sky is blue and brilliant,
The trumpet is blowing hard and hustling,
The drumbeat is sounding grand and great,
The Indian tiger is ready to pounce and prowl,
The African tusker is marching tall and majestic,
The Lankan lion is roaring and raring to go,
The Pakistani eagle is sharp and sizzling,
The Australian kangaroo is hopping fast and furious,
The Zimbabwean Flamingo is flocking feathers and taking flight,
The Kiwi bird is looking bright and bold,
The British bull is locking horns and looking to leap,
The West Indian seagull is keen to clean up all the fishes,
As the rest among the group
competes with the best to challenge the race,
The race to lift the cup,
Come on! Come and join the celebration,
The tempo is upbeat,
The atmosphere is carnival,
It’s the World Cup!
The cup that matters,
The cup of the millennium.

*Cricket Safari paints a colourful picture of the pomp and gaiety associated with the arrival of a cricket world cup. The competing teams are compared according to the nature of the various inhabitants living in the jungle. The race between them lit up the festive spirit and throws up a challenge as to whom lifts the coveted trophy.

Submitted: Monday, June 15, 2009

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  • Bri Edwards (5/26/2014 5:56:00 PM)

    Vijay,

    shock of shocks! just two days ago i wrote a comment here about americans (maybe not) playing cricket. then the very next day, what should i see? ? ? in the park in this small california city, a few blocks from our house, i saw a bunch of indians (?) playing cricket. it is almost too amazing for me to believe, even though i saw them with my own eyes. i've only lived here a year, but in that year i've seen about zero indians. maybe they came from the larger city to the north? we do have native americans, known to me in my youth as indians, around here. some of them earn money by running or owning a casino, or having it on their land. but i don't think i've seen many of them either. are these people hiding from me?
    so now i've seen about 10 minutes of a cricket game, which is similar to, but a lot different from, our baseball. i suppose baseball is played by some in india? my brother told me yesterday on phone that he has seen cricket played in st. louis (in the state of missouri in central u.s.a.) and in washington d.c. (our national capital) . bri :) (Report) Reply

  • Bri Edwards (5/24/2014 10:23:00 PM)

    i suppose some 'americans' play cricket, but who and where and when i wouldn't know. i was drawn to the poem because i thought it might be a fantasy of crickets (which to me are dark insects which resemble grasshoppers) on an african safari. boy, was i disappointed! maybe i'll have to write one to suit my cricket-safari wish.

    but thanks for sharing anyway. bri :) (Report) Reply

  • Geetha Jayakumar (8/21/2013 6:40:00 AM)

    Wow...Amazing write.. So beautifully you have expressed each team...Loved reading..
    Today I feel how come I missed your beautiful write......you deserve 10 (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (5/28/2013 3:26:00 PM)

    A very interesting poem it is. Like taking a walk in the jungle and seeing
    lots of wild animals in their own habitat. Cricket Safari is a celebration
    by all means. Enjoyed the ride. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (6/3/2012 3:55:00 AM)

    U hav succeeded in depicting the ceremonial opening and the fever and fret of the WORLD CUP. I enjoyed reading it! (Report) Reply

  • Kasia Fedyk (5/31/2012 11:34:00 PM)

    It; s priceless coming from the eyes that not only feel but see, your heart! Beautiful! Thanks (Report) Reply

  • Judith Robinson (9/8/2010 10:12:00 AM)

    Enjoyed the spirit in this poem; poet recreates atmosphere of excitement and gaiety. Lots of colorful language and references. Good poem. (Report) Reply

  • Gan Chennai (5/24/2010 5:31:00 AM)

    There is too much of hype about Cricket in India, Viz the newly created -IPL - Idiots Premier League. Golden Hours and Prime Time wasted.11 Fools Payed once,11000 Fools watched thence. Now 11 Fools Bat,11 Million Fools Rot. Students glued to 20-20 score 20/100 and the IPL Band Wagon makes 100/20. There was a news item in TOI which said a young boy murdered his Grandma who denied him going to IPL match. For youngsters to survive, let this Cricket Craze Cease. All forms of Cricket are old poison in new bottles. (Report) Reply

  • John Oconnell (2/17/2010 2:19:00 PM)

    i am not naturally a cricket man and don't fully understand the rules.
    but your converting me maybe. a beautiful musical poem, thanks,

    john (Report) Reply

  • Ro'ya Abdulaal (11/30/2009 6:28:00 AM)

    Wow, I love it, you brought the whole world together, unique idea, great use of descriptive language and a smooth slow of words, well done, simply amazing. It has a deeper meaning beneath the surface layer; a deep manifestation of world unity (Report) Reply

  • Garima P (11/30/2009 5:27:00 AM)

    Hi Vijay,

    although Im not a cricket buff at all, still, I liked the style of your writing.... very free flowing and spontaneous. Thoughts coming out rapidly compelling you to pen them down like cascade! (Report) Reply

  • Shashendra Amalshan (6/21/2009 2:32:00 AM)

    ohhhhhh....i loved this one friend...i m soo very passionate about criket...today is the world cup final.SL clash with pakistan's eagles...
    hey i rote this poem about criket too...called 'The Banished Sri Lankan Knight'

    take a look if you have time friend 10++

    cheers (Report) Reply

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