Short Ball Is In Your Court Poems

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Conflict of Interest

At a time of conflict of interest 
Between you and other parties 
Allow the other to decide 
You will be his choice 
For your recognition
For his satisfaction 
Ball is in your court now
To play on


As the World seizes and falls on itself

Your eyes have grown tired
hunting the fox and owl
You no longer hear peace
when the ball is in your court
Pay attention to yourself
The fields have grown trees
you walk bare footed on sandy loams
As the World seizes and falls on itself
The voices stand 40 seashells away
Wanting to walk on water
Are you taken in by their promises

Emotions

Emotions

I poured my heart out to you, laid it bare and raw nothing held no more.
my feelings for you are reel and i am laying my emotions on the line.
Be it brave , be it unwise the univesrse has it , as does you to snise.
I have nothing to hind , i am who I am 
unashamable take me as I am.
my flaws and all be as i am.
if you cannot except me flaws and all well 
the ball is in your court.
This is where i stand.
Form: Rhyme

Dont Forget the Ball Is In Your Court

A lot of expectations as you grow older
Some of them you see coming
While most are jaw-dropping
And without permission walk into you

It is ironic the way people now see you
Can you do it? Is now a thing of the past
The words “no” is now very pesky
So you can’t help but say yes

When you are pushed against the wall
You have nothing but the wall at your face
So tall and sturdy, you just keep looking up
But surprisingly you always get to the top

The Ball Is In Your Court

Summers a plenty passed away, years later, father fate makes us meet again.
How different you are? I have changed too; yet the bond is still maintained.
'Winnie Cooper' you were, in my childhood; while I pretended to be 'Kevin'. 
Eons later now, I feel it once more; but alas! The gods had a different view.
Two paths ahead which one to choose, a dilemma it is for you to chew
All I can do - is to confess my love, and pass the ball along to you, to cue.
Form: Acrostic


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