Life was a game of Tennis
We all started love all
Some served and volleyed like muscled demons
more into winning games than hearts
Life was a game of Tennis
We all started love all Some served under-hand breaking all rules and norms While others served the servers running the courts end to end
balls in hand to make ends meet
Life was a game of Tennis
We all started love all Some stood on this side of the net Reeboked and Fit-Niked skating over a grass
no cow could munch and others stood on the other side sunk in cow deep mud
Life was a game of Tennis
We all started love all the scores went up this side of the neutral net the umpire allowed the other side Nothing but Love
Life was a game of Tennis
We all started love all The other side stood mutely swinging a racket without any strings attached While this side won point, set and match
Epilogue
If only
if life will be a game of Tennis
where both sides win every point for the beauty of their joint
dance over two courts different yet same
two rackets like two guitars
one twelve string Acoustic the other a four string Bass
in which both win the love of all and thus,
point, set and match.
Teji Bhogal
17th August 24