Circles And Spheres Poem by Suresh Kumar EK

Circles and spheres
Galleries are full, the game continues
The ball rolls, rising and falling
The wind seems to be blowing
ball throws up with one kick
Feels full of air in it
Speeding through turbulent shores
Someone hits it powerfully
Straight into the nets of peace
Through the hands of the keeper
slips and fall, make a goal
No players can be identified
The cells of the ground are full
They are bumping, falling, jumping
Only one referee sees everything
But he never blows a whistle
Didn't see the cruel fouls
His laughter really pretentious
Sounds beyond the galleries
At unexpected times in the play
He is waiting with a red card.