Poems About: SOCCER

In this page, poems on / about “soccer” are listed.

  • 229.
    Much Ado About Nothing

    If all these great writers
    were still alive in these days
    I believe they'd be Soccer fans
    and write about it in books and plays. read more »

    Kevin Halls
  • 230.
    Hamza al - Khatib

    Hamza al-Khatib,
    smiled sweetly.

    Was he thinking of school read more »

    Steven Federle
  • 231.
    A Girl

    She asked me today, “Why doesn’t he love me? ”
    I didn’t have an answer.
    It was hard to look at her in her sadness.
    She’s beautiful, she is. Why can’t he see that?
    He doesn’t see a lot of things. read more »

    Veronica Jane
  • 232.
    Interview with Manuel Negrete

    What is the most beautiful goal?
    A goal with friends; a goal that is itself a goal;
    A goal that is a beginning, and a goal that ends.
    What is the most perfect fulcrum? read more »

    Salvatore Ala
  • 233.
    My Rebel

    She wears no makeup
    Only lip gloss to make her lips glow
    She is proud of her hair
    Only water relaxes her coarse afro read more »

    PAUL OGUDA
  • 234.
    Briana

    My sister is someone that always has my back
    She’s always there and always helps me
    I love her to death even if her skin is black (insider)
    She is growing up..now I must let her be read more »

    Dominic Palencia
  • 235.
    The Morning of Yesterday

    Quiet walks and pondering time
    Was a magnificent day at Jells park
    The gentle heat of the beautiful sun
    We retreat to the shade under the tree read more »

    Noreen Fonseca
  • 236.
    Jouney mercies

    Safe trip to your home
    which we know not
    for I would've followed you. read more »

    fate mcfate
  • 237.
    My friend, I Should Have Said

    He dragged me with him all the way,
    and held my hand meticulously to make me stay,
    and to appear like he has forgotten that he will never be alone,
    but I knew that my place was his house, and his my home. read more »

    teal sky
  • 238.
    A Crush

    When I wake up in the morning;
    my heart starts to race,
    I get goose bumps because I'm so nervous,
    I start to panic. read more »

    Ahmed Elbadri
  • 239.
    Sunday Ajayi

    Sky pensives and the birds gnash,
    Because of you we wear our black sash;
    We follow'd in a tearful promenade,
    Chanting the name of our lost comrade. read more »

    Joseph Oladehinde Ibikunle
  • 240.
    Soldiers to Sportsmen!

    Fighting spirit never dies in man!
    Man never sees wonder of his life;
    Physical form of man is a miracle
    That should be put to best use...! read more »

    Ramesh T A
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