Little Master

Posted: November 9, 2013 in Culture, India, life, poems, Uncategorized
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A star sent from up above

He walked into lives, taking over

Enlightening lives, altering minds

They worshipped him in all honesty

 

Achieved passed the threshold

A man they say, so irreplaceable

Probably brought back a dying soul

Took minds off their worrisome lives

 

Being human, he slipped at times

Still won hearts, of his team, fans and oppositions

An idol to many, some made it, some might not

But we all with teary eyes today, smile through his last

India's Sachin Tendulkar plays a shot on his way to scoring his 42nd test century on day three during the first test cricket match against New Zealand

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