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Tuesday, May 19, 2009

'Ode to Basketball



There was a time when I went for you to escape,
to get away from my thoughts and come up with ideas to keep me at a solid state.
I would yell because of you, but you made me feel good inside.
When I was with you, I would talk to myself about my problems, with you I would Confide.

I'd go left, right, straight and backwards with you. I would even share you with some friends. I will always hold you close to me, forever, till the end. I was always holding you, moving you, you kept me looking good. Every time I was down, I went to you, to lighten my mood. You solved everything with no words, just flowing in your movements. I would seduce with you, entice with you and others I just found useless.

I would even have 2 or even 3 of you, just in case one of you left me, but how could that be when I always kept you by my side, you were so easy to see. I'd run you through my hands, from one to the other. I would take shots with you that I would never have even bothered. I would slap you around, but only 'cause I loved you, and you would return the favor and have onlookers saying "oooooh".

Recently I fell out of love with you, got lazy and other things would time consume.
But you're always on my mind, always with me like were stuck with glue. I think about you, even strategize with you in mind. Like what now? Reverse? Straight up or even be more unselfish this time.

Others loved how I was with you, like we knew each other for so long. But we did though, and it showed, we were a duet and this sport was our song. I'll never not think about you, because you have helped me through some tough times. Buckets here, rejections there, even had a few thousand dimes.

For all you have done, I owe you my life and more. Without you I would've never had this to reach out for. The love of the game has been good to me since day one, whether we lost or won, good times with you have just begun.

Thank You Basketball.

4 comments:

Muh.Wran.Duh said...

Good Stuff =]

Your talent shows.

Mr Bru Cru said...

Graci-ass

JEGZ aka Black Casanova said...

That was a good poem. I could say the same thing about Art & Music. Neither are sports, however, they were what I retreated to in times of need.

It's always wonderful to be so passionate about something. It allows you to feel alive.

Coño! Now I have to go back to my poem writing lol. I used to have some good shit. Now where's that old journal of mine? lmao!

Mr Bru Cru said...

Bring it out son...I just got a new one...Ive been writing in it randomly when Im at work...lets go to Poetry Classes LOL