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Ekemini Nelson Mar 2016
THE CAPTAIN
When I took my first kick,
I knew I will score
I knew the spectators will cheer
the fans will praise.

I can play soccer all I need is
The refree's guide,
the Coach instruction,
the anti-supporters critizms
and the staffs support to soar greater.

The target I will never miss
the flag I will surely lift high
to the fans desire.

My team is the best
I'm the Captain
I'm the focus point.
I wrote this poem as a result of  the #support I got when I wrote the first poem the #feaces
It was so amazing just like a players get support on his debut..
B Sonia K Dec 2018
Moving in slow motion
Discrediting the old notion
Standing still
hands on the window sill
Feeling the vibrations
Within the walls
Watching opinions clashing
As Deafening as horns blaring
No decision can be made here

Dusk to Dawn to Dusk
The same noise
Over and over again
Oblivious of the wallflower
The self appointed refree
Now as invisible and the paint beneath the wallpaper.
Who is in the right, here?

Silence, I say quietly
Silence, I shout more loudly
We're in an insomnic haze
Arguing over what we know not
They've made us mindless,
Zombies living on lies.
Wake Up!
Muluuta Mugagga May 2019
others say
you are ugly
not presentable
not fit for me!

they forget
on the field
of beauty
am my own refree!

my sweetiee
you're gorgeous
i love you!
Beauty lies in the hands of the beholder!
KV Srikanth Jan 2021
Fabricated  Flavian
Incipient Vespasian
Inaugurated Titus
Gift to People
Colosseum in Rome
100 day Carnival
****** Festival
5000 Gladiators
65000 Viewers
Battled for Prize
Stay Alive
Loosing is Death
Not allegorical
Brutal game
Of the sword
Survival  fittest
Weak and Meek
No place to seek
Vultures in Air
Hiding for  hide
Man vs Man
Man vs Animals
72 AD
Valor was Order
Blood like River
Charmed Spectator
Remained Rewarded
Unfit Segregated
Spartans Vikings Gladiators
Warriors tuned to Glory
Ruled Ruthlessly
Notoriety inherent
Nobility deterrent
Rome was Home
Battle of this Proportion
Colosseum Shook
Under the Ground
Shocked and Awed
Of its latest Participants
Year was 1972
Entered the 2
Into the Colosseum
Bodies Forged
Trained Decades
Skills Mastered
Fought Many
Opponent & Enemy
Laid wayside
Almighty hesitated
Of being eliminated
Bruce Lee
Greatest Martial Artist
Kicking Sway
Faster than a car
On a Motor Freeway
Hands like Lightning
Movement invisible
Blink and Miss
Dont blink still miss
Fighting without Fighting
Spiritual insight
Founder Jeet Kune Do
Fighter and Philosopher
None Deadlier
Ip man his teacher
Chuck Norris
Seven time World Champion
Black Belt 9th Dan
Taekwondo, Jujitsu ,Judo
Founder Chun Kuk Do
Roundhouse Kick
Neck Split
Kicking Punching
Throwing Grappling
Opponent Gasping
Way to Survive
None did
To give the Answer
Karate Triple Crown
Was his own
Had to give way
Away from fights remain
Others to stake claim
Battle of All Time
Warm ups began
Backs facing
Punching and Kicking
Head touching feet
Kicks in the air
None to compare
Stances taken
Face to Face
Fight to Death
Audience and Refree
A black Cat.
Nine minute battle
Epics looked like Comics
Vikings  would have crowned them Kings
Gladiators and Spartans
Pale in comparison
Greeks had Gods
Gods had these two
Combat made them One
Bruce won by Winning
Chuck won by Dying
Art won by Respecting
People won by watching
Imitation flattery
Millions inclined
Bullies declined
Posititivity filled the Space
World a better place
Till end of time
Oneness in Duality
Lesson in Spirituality
Collaborated one on one
Bruce and Chuck
Global phenomenon
Black cat ,Bad Omen
Go watch Way of the Dragon
Annabelle Sep 2020
Will my heart ever stop feeling like this when I think about you?
Will it ever become stone cold at the mention of your name?
Will this sadness and pain ever cease to exist?
Your smile used to light up my world
Now all it does is remind me,
That I'm not your world
Your arms used to be my safe haven,
I love how you held me close
Now all your arms does is remind me,
That they'll never wrap themselves around me again
I used to think we were meant for each other,
I found the courage and told you so,
But you took my love and threw it back in my face.
I became a player in a game I wasn't even aware of
With you as the refree,
Handing me the green and red card at whim
I used to ask the universe a question
Will I ever be able to call you mine?
And each time the universe was always silent,
Now I realise, the answer was in her silence.
© Annabelle
KV Srikanth Apr 2021
Introduced to a sport
Watching from the aisles
All time greats
Accomplished great feats

Wanting to emulate
Dreams to translate
Started to play
Future in front lay

National Champion the coach
Thought the basics and approach
Attended the sessions
The road to hell
Is paved with good intentions

Enrolled at the club
In the local neighborhood
Coaching sessions complimented
With hours long practice sessions

Involved as a player
8 years at a stretch
Never let a day pass
Practice or coaching class
Without my attendance marked
Interest in the Sport
Gave me that record

Coach a legend
Of the older generation
Had a lot to offer
In the form of orientation

Practice at the club
Simultaneously with the help
Fellow players of the same caliber
Were mentally made of the same fiber

The sport was booming
In the school I was studying
The Vice Principal was coaching
A great team was in the making

Upset that I was training
Rejecting the mentoring
That he was offering
In spite of me undergoing my schooling
Began the process of sidelining

Did the scoring
Entire week with rounds progressing
Unaware that it was degrading
By the best Umpire award rewarding
My career as a player was near ending

Played every tournament progress non existent
Game remained stagnant
Winning one round extravagant

Years in circuit
No results to show
Loss in the 1st round
Became a rule of the thumb

Every loss confidence reduced
The very thing I hoped the game induced
Years later left me confused
Season after season
No results produced

Learning and practice
Always remained a novice
Loosing matches a practice
After the loss
Getting back home the only focus

A joke amongst players
Different clubs and layers
Beaten on the table
Reflected what I was capable

No excuse for Loosing
No one even suggesting
Rubbers & wood for changing
All alone left there hanging

Not able to win
Almost became a sin
Same results repeating
Got me thinking

Those who were playing
At my outcome laughing
Time to leave the shoes hanging
Where my thinking was heading

Blind without my glasses
Taking them away
Before my matches
Even after refree announces
Pleading with them
Made it torturous

No value added
Self only saddened
By what has happened
Even in dreams had not fathomed

In a dead end
Results remained consistent
Had shown no improvement
On the table faced the punishment

Hurt by the experience
That would last a lifetime
Said goodbye to the game
Life never remained same

Not naturally talented
Only to be made fun at
Work not giving results
Only thing to look forward
At the Seasons matches
Was being removed of my glasses

Attitude to win lacking
Skill totally not backing
Daily getting beaten
Why was I continuing

Time taken for a match
Less than time taken to travel
Nothing more insulting
Than the above statistic

Not suited for the game
Finally knowledge came
It's a game for winners
Not for a regular first round looser

Loving the game
Deeply and passionately
Playing the game
Daily and diligently
Lack of results
Put me in a quandary
Spent years hoping
The result would turn out differently
What did I do wrong
I ask myself daily

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