The Game Is Over Poem by Ratnakar Rout

It is not far off
From the sunset
Shadows have already
Begun to appear
The game will be over soon
I am already tired in this belated after noon.
The kit is packed
Articles are arranged in order
One or two spread hear and there
Need to be cared.

When the game is about to be over
You appeared
In this delayed hour
Bestowed with full
Vigor and vitality
To play an innings further
How can I help you,
My dear, in the last moments
Since the game is about to be over soon?

Look me! I am pale and tired
And need a quick departure
Dreams are dreams
All are not fulfilled always
As games are played often
Don't get disheartened
Let us wait to participate
In a better game tomorrow
Under the soothing sun
And gentle shower next time
To reap the cherished desire
Oh! My dear,
This time the game is over.