Tuesday, September 26, 2006
BASKETBALL COURT
By Vijay Age 15.
The court is silent and tranquil,
The once freshly painted lines
lay discolored and stripped.
The floor is scratched and the wood chipped away,
The nets are now a dark gray,
And hanging on a thread.
There are no young talents
playing their hearts out.
No coaches in new suits
doing anything in their power to win.
There are no yelling fans coming to see their teams play.
The fast and thunderous heart beats can no longer be heard.
The once bright red score board hangs corrupt, and no longer draws ones eyes.
Only when one listens closely, there is a faint echo of the buzzer that crushed so many hearts.
My home right now is like the empty basketball court, only remnants of things that were, no games are being played, no yelling fans. It is silent, when I listen carefully I hear the children laughing and playing, fighting and screaming. I was the coach , wanting them to win.
91 comments:
Hey...WOnderful thought, future speed zone...Does he want to be a coach? Just asking...Nice poem n seriously would be so touching to all the coaches out there who feel the silence killing them! :)
tormented by the silence..
A good poem... but I feel your sadness!
It will get better!
Huggggz!
Margie
Thanks scribblez..he loves basketball.He has not said he would like to be a coach.
Thank you Margie.
Oh WOW!!! Wonderful post! :o) Thank you so much for stopping by! I'm very glad you enjoy the dinosaurs, thank you so much! :o)
In reply to your last post I said cling on, now I say let go.I mean cling on to the joy that your children bring you and let go the grief that follows their departure.They have to spread their wings and will look for new areas to do it.Even a plant disperses its seed far and wide to ensure the survial and success of its seedling.
Thank you Preeta.
Jon..thank you. i think you do some awesome work.
wow! beautiful poem.
whoever the poet is, (im assuming just from browsing thru ur blog, he's ur son?)
awesome!!!!
good one.
Vijay is a brilliant poet! What a beautiful and clever comparison.
**My home right now is like the empty basketball court, only remnants of things that were, no games are being played, no yelling fans
Starry is this for real? If so why d u feel it's empty?
Keshi.
My word! i thought only Maya and u were good at words.....
I can understand what u r feeling now my friend...Hugz...:)
OMG!!!! i have missed so many of ur posts!!! was reading thru few of them...cute!!!
And yeah... Ur son wrote tat poem rite??? i never knew parents cud transfer their poetic genes to their sons!!! Splendid!!! :)
Nice poem by Vijay... Took me back to the days I used to play basketball... Hope the game starts in your house soon.
A mother's heart longing for her children....
Having spent all my life till now at hostel i think my mother must also b missing me like you are missing your children....
That is a very well written poem and his love for the sport clearly shows
=)
If its any consolation it will be thanksgiving soon and the kids will be home for xmas break, but i know its not much consolation.
Tarini..welcome to my blog and please do come again.Yes Vijay is my son.
Keshi..because now the court is empty. the kids are away at school.only the coach and manager are at play.not much fun without the team.
Raj..thank you.
KK..thank you.
Sunil..I am sure your mother misses you just as much.
Aditi..thanks.yes soon it will be thanksgiving, something to look forward to.
that is a lovely post, a wonderful poem ...
i think its what a team spirit is made up of... the hard work and feelings...
lalitha...i loved this post.
A beautiful and powerful poem. Your son has talent beyond his years. I bet you are very proud of him. Thank you for sharing it with us.
wow!! such a beautiful poem!! thanks for sharing it!!
;-))
I can see v.well that ur genes of writing have been passed on 2 both ur kids! Well done 2 Vijay.
Oh dear, I can imagine how much u wld be missing the kids! Dont worry things will get fine soon.
Very nice.. the way he pen his thoughts. Well done, Vijay!
Hmmm is that a poetic family you have starry???
Nicely written by vijay. You will be surely watching him winning many games...:)
Very nice. That's your kiddo? Tell him he rocks - from a fellow Madden football fan:)
I can feel the silence.
Thanks for the visit.
that ws wonderful starry.
u've gifted them a boon of poetry and words. its really nice.
Thank you passerby.
Chet..thank you.
Deepsat.thank you.
Has to be me..thank you.
Nisha..thank you.You must be really excited to meet your family and I am sure your mother is too.
Sanjay..thanks.yeah he loves Football as much as basketball. A madden fan indeed.
Mindinside..missed you. good to see you back.how are you?
Geetha..thank you.
Contented..thank you.
Deepak..thank you.welcome to my blog and do hope you come again.
Adi..thank you.He is like you.
Hey...
The poem was nice... i can understand your sadness, but the spring will come soon and your house will again bloom with laugh, jokes and lotta fun.... hugs!
starry, soon your house will be full of nu voices & sounds :-) It has always been this way dear! Prepare yourself for the time approaching!
wow...you can really sense the quietness and emptiness, it saddened my heart. Your kids will be home soon :)
Once my brother goes away to college, my parents will go through that similar "empty nest" feeling. It must be difficult, but it's part of life and I'm sure you're so proud of your children's accomplishments! :)
Eclipsed thoughts..thanks.
Robyn..thank you.I know it will pass.I have to be strong.
dr o2..thank you .
Wow...great stuff starry..quite the pen there!
What a nice poem, I guess even my parents will be thinking the same way as U ...
Very well written... conveys a great deal :)
but starry they havent left home yet have they?
Keshi.
vijay, seems to be a budding poet I'm sure he has got this reflective trait from his mom...:)
very good! the passion shows
Lovely work!
Thanks for visiting my blog and for the kind comments...
u've been tagged starry ;)
like me? how? pls tell me this on my blog. pls.
nameste
loved the site,came thru vellu.
happy blogging,will keep dropping.
jhaji.
Your son's poem was very nice:) bring more here.
Kuan..thank you.
Shankari..thanks. I am sure they do.
Sugababee..thank you.
Sugababee..thank you.
Keshi..thanks. They are both away at school.
Lera..thank you.
Neers..thanks.
Ash..thanks for stopping by and please do stop by again.
Avi..nice to see you back. I am glad you like my new look.
Adi..tagged again. I have to check it out.
Sanjay..welcome to my blog and please do stop by again.thank you.
Jeevan..thank you.
awesome post!
wow! nice poem.. May God bless him..
*smiles*
WOW...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Do i need to say more...??? and by the way landmark 80th comment....!!
WOW...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Do i need to say more...??? and by the way landmark 80th comment....!!
oh ok :)
Happy Dassera Starry TC n HUGGGGGGGZ! See ya when I get bakk bye bye!
Keshi.
yaaaaaaaaaaaaaay I can comment again!
Thanks :)
White forest..thank you.
Faith..thank you.
Mocking spirit. welcome to my blog and please do come again.thanks.
Keshi..happy dassara to you too. have a good weekend.
Chandni..thanks.you are always welcome.
I was really touched by your last post, ur children are really wonderful, bless their hearts, i pray u have more wonderful times with them for a loooong looooong time.
Hm, your family is sure one nice one, all of u are very good with words, this is a beautiful piece here.
what a beautiful son!!
Vijay writes better than most of the people I read the web! I am amazed.
I feel your pain, Lalitha.
Christabelle..thank you so much for your kind words.
Twisted DNA..thank you .
I know soo where your pain came from. But now that my children have done with studying and happy in their own lives, I feel much better.
hey starry, u still didnt tell me how, "Adi..thank you.He is like you."
m waiting for the answer on my blog prefarably, cos it somehow will get lost in this crowd of comments ;)
take care
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