Sports are the most ancient form of amusement in human’s prism
For centuries-long it is engulfing us with an appealing rhythm
In due time
Sports do evolve and satiate our souls with delectable enthusiasm
I wonder only while observing the balls
From minute to round form how it amazingly evolves
Various platforms it resorted to
From sixteen to thirty-two
Number of contenders in numerous formats
From chess to basketball and subsequently soccer and cricket balls
How amazingly it becomes vibrant to engulf humans with sheer appreciation
Sports are truly an intriguing manifestation to cause appealing renditions
The only entertainment which stimulates us
We love to align with its tune in chorus!
When in humans a zygote form
After due time it evolves in our cellular structure to make grand reform
In the human fetus when it reaches the stage of blast cyst
It eventually paved the way for humans to manifest on nature’s floor with intriguing tryst
Where new lives merge and sustain to make us understand of human’s reproductive system’s gist
From two to thirty-two
How cell divisions paved the way for us to emerge on nature’s floor with a delectable hue
It alone produces reflections in human’s cerebral with emphatic vibrations
Sports are truly an insignia to satiate our soul’s aspirations
Our fervor for sports is an innate inclination
It continuously stimulates us to germinate
Between two halves within us
It alone produces an influence to ratify one in an amicable design in a chorus
Victory and defeat are the consequences we celebrate in the ruckus
Sports are the only manifestation we love to be engaged
Which alone scripts our destiny with a distinct presage?
I just wonder
When I look at the chessboard
Where frontline workers dedicate their lives
To secure and safety of the higher echelon at the back of them with their traditional jive
It is eventually the poor souls
Who actually has no say in human history’s mysterious protocol?
Sadly human history is scripted in haste
Where sports too take a backseat to satiate a few megalomaniacs’ recalcitrant traits!
Quite an intriguing investigqation, Brother Debasish
A woman I know looked at a top down from the rfters view of an ice hockey game, twelve players -back and forth weaving in and out chasing a puck that from this height was invisible.
“Oh how male!” she said “It’s sperm on ice”
Competition -it seems encoded in our DNA
Symbiosis, collaboration should be there too-if we are true children of nature, but those drives seem less obvious.
The Duke of Wellington alledgedly attributed his victory to “the playing fields of Eton – the primier British upper class school -but George Orwell stated “but the opening battles of all subsequent wars have been lost there.’”
Competition can improve us, but like many activities -competition to excess is destructive
You are a thinking man’s poet.