At The Game Poem by Ravinder Kumar Soni

At The Game



Your sniggers or whoops
Your leaps and bounds
They do bother me
You are active on the sidelines,
And you are beautiful.
I know, you like to watch me play,
Why disturb me
Why be a distraction
I have scored and won games,
For you, haven't I
A coffee treat for you it will be
After the game
Till then be nice and quiet.

Friday, January 29, 2021
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