Life Basketball Poems | Examples
These Life Basketball poems are examples of Basketball poems about Life. These are the best examples of Basketball Life poems written by international poets.
Am I a blip
in my own life
known as obscurity?
Is this a poem for you
and me?
Or am I a maze
of lost meaning?
Is my little life
a labyrinth
I cannot solve?
Is my day
called
Sudoku?
It was love at first sight
Everything about her felt so right
Her shape, her motion, her shade of brown
He took her with him to every venue in town
But then, with no more basketball games slated
The love of his life quickly deflated
Those shadows you see
are not meant to frighten.
They are angels watching over
your life.
The angels in the day
are clusters of clouds
guiding your way.
The angels you feel
are the love ones you miss.
They are keeping your memories alive.
Memories are meant to last,
not pass.
Swadling encrypt the contrarious slopes of a mired
entity coursed veinous stammer spurts bled
across a court of an unchallenged befitted named
as valor cornered the bleached to be razed
spirits encapsulate the branded sole championed
glory dazed betwixt ears of an abandoned
waning light fills purple sighs 'ill eve succumbed
bitterness spilt the downtrodden weighed
hung kicked a life out of bound the final scored
Don't be a football,
Thrown and kicked down the field
Like rocks of nature;
Rather, be a bouncing ball
Sowing and reaping life's goals
IN LIFE’S BALL GAME
Don’t be a football,
Thrown and kicked down the field
Like rocks of nature:-
Rather, be a bouncing ball…
Sowing and reaping life’s goal:-
Sister Jean, a national treasure
burst on the scene five years ago
her Loyola Ramblers took the NCAAs by storm
and Sister Jean's quiet life was transformed
Now it's five years later
Loyola's going nowhere fast
But our fascination with Jean
has yet to pass ...
Interviewed last week at 103
She'd heard of a gal age 114
Faced her audience squarely and insisted
"Now that's just too darn old to be!"
man-child used to being a shooting star
drinks always came for free at the cash bar
full to brim with urges and willfulness
left wondering alone in wilderness
not quite able to keep up with himself
loss and wanton desires ruin mental health
focus gone, became another lost boy
"Aw shucks" demeanor his major decoy
not understanding skill in scoring points
a lifetime of pleasure does not appoint
Johnny was after all his father's son
truly did not seek to hurt anyone
like so many others, gone way too soon
leaving the rubble of legend he'd strewn
Another day of mystery
Has now come to its end
How will we field the loss
Of our hero and our friend
Life is very fragile
It comes with its ups and downs
Enjoy each moment you are given
Even when it makes you frown
So many he has mentored
So much that he did gain
So many that he did help
With his fortune and his fame
Now we say good bye
We now shall bid adieu
The world will miss you Kobe Bryant
And your beautiful daughter to
How will you spend tomorrow?
How did you spend today?
Why do hero's come and go?
How are legends made?
Ask yourself these questions
Ponder the answers through
Take a good hard look at your life
Now imagine what you can do
Each day is such a gift
For granted please don't take
Always face each day anew
Light each candle and taste the cake
Surround yourself with love and joy
More memories be sure to make
Today could be tomorrow gone
Another heart could break
1-26-20
Life is like a hot cup of coffee.
Don't rush it, enjoy it slowly.
Feel the warmth.
Make it last as long as you can,
and enjoy it with friends.
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It's bullies Melania fights
The big one is now in her sights
If Donald should stray
His schlong she will flay
And not even give him last rites