#wwc24

har baar apni half century ke liye match kharab karta hai

pure 45 ball rokke rakhe hai bc ne

piche 30 ball se toh ek boundary bhi nahi mari

There is this allure and call of the sea

Seagulls soar above her surf, The sun reflects and gleams, While people come from miles around To stroll upon her beach.

Her touch conveys an icy chill Through her stinging, foamy spray, While her thunderous waves rush to the shore, Then gently roll away.

Her blue horizon meets the sky, The end cannot be seen While her salty fragrance fills the air And floats upon the breeze.

She safely cradles in her arms The boats that bounce upon her tides And plays coy with all the surfers Who beckon for another ride.

She can distract us from our worries. She can lure and hypnotize. With the rhythm of her movement And her beauty in our eyes.

She's a force that can't be reckoned with, A power to revere. She's a lovely, sweet seductress Who we long to settle near.

There are no words that truly tell The splendor of her face Or recreate that feeling, Of such a warm and peaceful place.

The ocean is a lovely gift. She's God's great Masterpiece. A miracle we can behold That gives us reason to believe.