Varun Sivashankar Poems
|1.||The Tree Outside My Room||2/21/2013|
|4.||My Adventures In The Sea||3/3/2013|
|7.||On A Swing||3/7/2013|
|8.||My Brother's Excuses||3/7/2013|
|9.||The Doctor's Fear||3/7/2013|
|10.||Sights From A Train||3/7/2013|
|12.||Another World: Dreams||3/7/2013|
|13.||21st December: The End Of The World||3/7/2013|
|16.||My Dad's Work||3/7/2013|
No doubt one of my favourite games,
Is none other than cricket,
I like the high emotions when,
There is a six or a wicket.
When it's a close match,
We bite our nails,
When our team wins,
Our players we appreciate.
Cricket is the best game far and wide,
I am sure that I am right.
We spend all our pounds and pence,
To see sixes and fours racing to the fence.
ODIs are interesting,
Ticket sellers are few,
And people who want ODI tickets,
Have a long, long queue.
Cricket is the best,
Forget the rest,
And the chosen ...
My Adventures In The Sea
On the sandy beach I lay,
When the waves came to take me away.
For an adventure the waves took me,
Into the vast depths of the deep sea.
Lost among the fishes so gay,
I felt like I was there to stay.
Fishes moving here and there,
Sea-creatures swimming everywhere.