This poem was the first one which I showed to the outer world.. I wrote this when I was 16 years old..while studying in my 10th..You can see the mistakes of an immature kid in this poem..
A Cricket match;but not fixed
Life is a stadium-a cricket stadium
Where spectators crowd to watch.
The spectators are the Gods
And the teams are Vice and Virtue.

Honesty is the captain of the Virtue team
While,Wicked is the Vice's skipper.
Soul,the umpire comes to the ground for tossing
Virtues win the toss and elects to bat.

Faith and Hope are their openers,
Lo,Hope gives no hope to his team.
He is bowled out by Envy,
The opening pace bowler of the Vices.

Faith fights bravely by scoring through the gaps
With Obedience,who is also  in a good touch.
The leg spin bowling of Exploitation and
Indiscipline worry not the Virtue team.

The Virtues are going for a big score
With an excelent ton by Wisdom.
Wicked makes more fielding changes,
Brings a medium pacer,Disobedience.

Virtues put up a huge total;
The Vices are coming in to bat.
Wicked and Murder are their openers
And they start with a boundary.

Honesty comes to bowl the next over,
He bowls out Wicked and Murder.
He clinches a hat-trick by making
Exploitation to reach at the hands of Willpower.

Theft is their last batsman,
With only Cheating left in the middle.
But Cheating is out by a spectacular catch,
Diving to his left by the wicket keeper Faith.

The match is finally finished
And the Virtues are taking their victory lap.
And Wisdom is being awarded
"Man of the match" by the umpire,Soul.
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