A Billiard Player On The Golf Course Poem by M. Asim Nehal
A Billiard Player On The Golf Course
On the golf course, among the greens so serene
stood a billiard player, looking quite keen
he held his cue stick, with a confident grin
ready to show off his skills and win
the golfers around him, all looked on in shock
'What's this fellow doing, with his cue and his chalk? '
but the billiard player paid them no mind
he was determined to show them his game was one of a kind
he lined up his shot, with precision and grace
but the golfers laughed, thinking it was a disgrace
for on a golf course, a billiard player had no place
but the billiard player, he did not give a chase.
He took his shot, with a flick of his wrist
and to everyone's surprise, the ball did not miss
It rolled across the green, without a single bump
and landed right in the hole, with a triumphant thump
the golfers were stunned, their jaws on the ground
they couldn't believe what they had just found
a billiard player with skills on the green
It was a sight like they had never seen
the billiard player, he took a bow
as the golfers stared, in disbelief now
and with a wink and a smile, he said with glee
'Just call me the billiard master of the golf course, you'll see'
So now whenever you're at the golf club
be on the lookout for this billiard hub
for he may just show up, with his cue stick in hand
and show you a game, that's simply grand.
I'm enjoying it so far, but I'd tweak the first stanza's last line or two. In your poet's notes you seem to try emphasize the differences between B and G, yet seem to draw parallels/similarities in my mind.
stanza 2: '..with a wink and a smile..' That reminds me of what S. Claus said in the poem 'Twas The Night Before Christmas...before he exited via the chimney. ;)
It's nice to read a good silly poem once in a while. And I love how you even made your notes poetic. I at both golf and pool; but I've never tried to combine the two. Worth a try!
ha ha, very nice poem, a little off rhythm in the first stanza especially line - he was determined to show them his game was one of a kind - but on the whole, great.
The poem's title drew my attention.While starting to read, I thought about a story where a crow is trying to show its singing prowess to cuckoos.Here the billiard player shows his brilliance.Great imaginative write, loved reading.
If something happens or is done without rhyme or reason, there seems to be no logical reason for it to happen or be done. He picked people on a whim, without rhyme or reason.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/27/2024 7:01:54 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Ha ha ha thanks, you did'nt made a carrom player to play the golf, I liked it.