ROGER, THE MAESTRO
Tennis is dominated by one name,
he goes by the name “Federer”,
losing to him is no shame,
than any other player he is far better.
His play has won over one and all ,
Be it Roddick , Sampras or Nadal.
His talent is sublime,
he is poised to be one of the greatest of all time.
Inspite of this he’s humble and kind,
guess fame has not taken its toll on his mind.
Seeing others play ,
you see brute force,
seeing him I must say,
is like seeing the blossoming of a flower.
It’s justified in calling him a genius,
watching him play is treat to the senses.
This poem was written/submitted by Vijay Raman.
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