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Khoisan Jun 2023
I can see cut throats  
writing with double edged swords
horror movies
The scriptwriter might not be Evil
But their imagination certainly lives for it.
Or as someone said
Evil conjures evil.
this sport is played
at a leisurely pace
no-one playing it ever
seems to be in a race

some are good
at the short game
whilst others are better
at the long

during the tournament
strokes will be calculated
to make sure the score
isn't deflated or overrated

what stick shall
you employ
on the course's
tricky ploy

oh the ball has just landed
in the thick vegetation
it scattered the birdies
which were sitting on its plantation
Anya Sep 2018
It's a funny feeling,
to have a conversation
with a field hockey ball

It wasn't even a conversation,
really
Mostly I just gave it a baleful glare
For being hit straight towards the cage
And stopping
RIGHT BEFORE IT

It truly didn't affect me in any way,
simply my inner angst
at my poor performance
being taken out on this innocent round
piece of plastic

Mostly, for eluding me
Yet, still stopping,
not by my efforts
But by the lack of force applied to it

It could have gone in
Or,
It could have been blocked

Instead,
it chose to rest
just before the finish line
taunting me,
Proving to me,
that my effort is completely unnecessary
That,
even an invisible entity
known as air resistance + friction
can do my job for me

Oh,
By now you're probably wondering
who I am in this scenario
Considering,
If I was an offender,
attempting to shoot
I'd desire the ball to cross
And I'd push it in
rather than subject it to my resentment

You, see
I,
am the goalie
Amanda Kay Burke Jul 2018
Knew you had walls guarding your heart
Uncomfortable with the way you look
Girls left you feeling broken, empty,
You try to replace pieces they took.

Flatlined and abandoned
Questions where confidence should be
Gave all my love to you
In return got disloyalty.

Another person to hurt, betray
I never was important to you
Mental acrobatics performed in my mind
The intense thoughts weren't in yours too.

I told you to be yourself
Had already lost who that was
Held by insecurities
Instead of me chased a buzz

You said I meant everything to you, the world and more
If that's true why do you treat me like I'm simply yet another score?
Because I am
Mystic Ink Plus Jun 2018
Let’s talk football

All about
Who,
Scored
Missed
Raised
Fell

Who,
saved the faith
went unexpected

Make time
Just  live the game
Genre: Observational
Theme: Let's be there
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