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Love Poems About Soccer or Soccer Love Poems
by Cherie Durbin |
Categories: children

There's a Sport for Everyone

"There's a Sport for Everyone" is a children's song, sung to the tune of "The Farmer 
in the Dell".

There's a sport for everyone,
There's a sport for everyone-
Baseball, soccer, basketball;
Sports are so much fun!

Bonus activity: Ask each child which sports they participate in or would like to try. 
Explain that there is a sport for everyone, no matter your physical capabilities. Some 
sports like English horseback riding may require more mental skills than physical. Tell 
children, "If you try a variety of sports, you're sure to find one you love!"


by Sydney Bates |
Categories: dream, first love, children, kids, soccer, sports, teenage,

Soccer Star

From the moment your foot first touched the ball
The look on your face said it all. 
This is what you were born to do.
Growing up, you would continue to play, you just knew
Soccer wouldn't be ready for you.


Year passed, and so did you, as you became a star.
The training you've had would take you far.
How far you asked? Championship Game, here you came.
With a minute left, you shot the ball hard and upset.
But luckily, Whoosh! The ball exploded into the net.

by Arty Rico Jones |
Categories: celebration, soccer, sports, travel, world,

Soccer

I love Soccer with a passion 
The game is rough
Skills are required
You play with your feet not with your hands
You do long kicks to make you close to scoring
You can score with your feet or your head
The goalie uses his hands to prevent scores
The sport is popular around the world
Every four years the World cup is played
Players represent the country they love
Fans travel from around the world to support their country
The crowd goes wild when a goal is scored and the players celebrate
The commentator yell's out the sound of........Gooooooooool!!!!!


by Patricia Lawton |
Categories: football, soccer,

footie

Footie on the Telly.

Footie on the telly, England verses France.
They'll kick the ball into the net then do a silly dance.
The fans they like to chant a song, they love to sing and shout.
Then there'll be roars when England scores, France will lose no doubt.

The crowd all roared as France just scored the score now stands one nil.
Now second half has just begun, England could take it still.
France get another in the net, they've just upped the score two nil.
Were not a team to give up yet, to do our best  we will.
Then we start to feel defeated as our fans have lost their roar.
Then at a glance we take a chance as England shoots to score.

by Andrew Crisci |
Categories: discrimination, hate, love, soccer,

IF PEACE IS TO THRIUMPH

The Melting Pot is a city
where everyone seems
to live in harmony...
although racism and hate 
sometime make ugly headlines!


On Saturday Ballotelli
brought glory to Italy,
we was praised for his decisive goal;
how can we, as a civilized nation, allow haters 
to spread prejudism among us and build a thick wall?  
It's ignorance that causes
unkindness to others
of different colors and faiths!


My adapted city should be an example of hope
for everyone who wants to make it their home;
I have lived here and seen changes in people
who came together when tragedy stroke:
the wrathful hurricane Sandy was one of them!
If peace is to triumph, there must be love in all!

by Anindya Mohan Tagore |
Categories: first love, memory, soccer, teenage,

Ten



Way back then when I was just ten
My brain was purely devil's den
All sorts of studies - made me ill
Opened books were my sleeping pills

Started looking at girls - through pane
Way back then when I was just ten
From the elder sis of my friend
Got first love letter - 'was refrained

Playing football was my passion
Wear bell bottom - was the fashion
Way back then when I was just ten
There was Phantom and no Ben Ten

First fight with peers, first taste of blood
First taste of kiss on my taste bud 
I used to live - in a bye lane
Way back then when I was just ten

26.01.16



by craig schaber |
Categories: art, imagination, love, i love you,

Look okay I have NO clue what to say

Look okay; I have NO clue what to say,
To be honest your
Peanut to my butter
Moon to my ocean
Di** to my Con***
c*m to my v*g . 
Yes I went there.
But I love you so much 
You are always there for me. & I love your many accents
We can be on the phone for HOURS and have no dull moments.
We both enjoy the love for soccer & both enjoy the love of men. 
We both know each other’s secrets (;
& we both get each other’s joke.
& I swear your goanna be saying
"I need the lord”
"Oh my goodness"
"This is too much"
Before the end of this month.

by Kishan sharma |
Categories: love hurts, memory, middle school, miracle, miss you, missing you, slavery, soccer, solitude, sorry, spiritual, stars, sunshine,

love connection

Love is you,my dear, you are mine,
My heart and heart are you mine.

You are only my every moment,
I know that you know it.

The love of both are tied together,
Mind you are mine and you are mine.

My luck and wealth are you mine.
You stay only in my heart,
Do you know how to know this?

Since birth is my birth,
 you have separated from me since then.

Just got to meet a little late,
We do not have any clue about it.

Love is you,my dear,
You are mine,
My heart and heart are you mine.


by Joseph Furdeck |
Categories: soccer, sports, war,

Keepers of the Game

For this we stand
and hearts we wear,
upon our sleeves
we know no dread.

We rest alone
yet share this love,
the beautiful game
with our army, 
our blood.

With arms outstretched 
body twisted and torn,
we pray for a fingertip
to shield us in this war. 

As the shot skips wide
and we clash with our foes,
this battle is won
as we rise up for more. 

This life we have chosen,
the soldiers of our game,
the generals of our clan,
the drivers of our faint.

So if you opt to take part
in this combat we so love,
please have no faint of heart
for us keepers we have none. 

by Solomon Ochwo-Oburu |
Categories: relationship, sensual,

I met her during soccer match

ever since that time I met her
during a soccer match
her originally pale love
grows as sweet as football made in heaven
in a stadium designed  for two players
not watched over by any referee


by Pheko Motaung |
Categories: africa,

Our god of africa

Our god of africa
He does not leave in books
He is always broke
He plays diski with us
The crowds love him

Diski:soccer

by Jimmi Canada |
Categories: abortion, appreciation, memory, motivation, moving on, poets, teen love,

Itz

Itz,

cigar litany,

sun-glass villainy,

functional function-ability-

operating a pertinence undue to the mean-streak-

my man was a real porter but not so Greek-

hella' greedy like the weak,

hairy in ecstasy,

sternly speeding within his hoarse feet,

he'd leverage the wage against a narrowing bridge,
fitting neatly into scenes,

he'd soccer around his thing to bring out the majority of me.

by Steve Michael |
Categories: passionlove, passion,

My Passion

My passion is sports, always has been, always will be...

Be it, pro football, college football, baseball, college basketball, pro basketball,
hockey or soccer, I love it all...

I live and die by my favorite teams, be it the Braves, Cowboys, Penn State or Flyers, I'm
a passionate and emotional fan...

I cheer loudly when they do good, and yell even louder when they screw up...

I love my teams, and, I'll never apologize for my passion for them....

by Tyrone Johnston |
Categories: childhood, depression, friendship, inspirational, life, school, sports, teen

Harry

Sitting on the ledge
Watching Harry play soccer
Girls cheering him on
Homies showing love
God i wish i can be a chick magnet
Getting goodnight texts every night
Watching bachelorettes fight over me
But I will never be a chick magnet
That's just the way I am

by Jay Smith |
Categories: introspection

James Downing

James
Strong, Emotional, Talented, Caring
Brother of Thomas
Lover of Music, Art, and Soccer
Who feels Love, Curiosity, and Paranoia
Who fears Betrayal, Failure and Loss
Who would like to see Wales, Brazil, and Austria
Resident of Davis, California
Downing

by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

God's Water Wade Horn Haiku

God's Water Wade Horn Haiku

In heaven was made;
My love away will not fade;
God's water did wade.

Jim Horn

Hope Thailand Boys soccer
team will all survive.


by J.KOLADI SAMSON |
Categories: passion, fire, fire,

I Swallowed a Fire Fly

                       I Swallowed a Fire Fly  
Birds of words perched
On branches of life
Love streamed from mind
Like a melody.
It's getting dark
A soccer game of fertility
Hot rain and plough furrow,
Seeds in labor pain
A fire fly flying around.

Volcanic ashes shroud love
Desert storm howling over life
I sitting on the window sill
Enmeshed branches of blood streams.

Fire fly buzzes around me
Deeply irritated
I stretched at
An unnatural angle
And swallowed the fire fly.

Later to come to know
The fly was the burning ember
My soul rotating while revolving
In it's fixed orbit, preordained.

by Kelli Egloff-Metzgar |
Categories: husband, lovelove,

Never Forget

Sometimes I lose my patience
Say things I do not mean
At times I get so angry
But I love you
I hope you see

Sometimes life seems so hard
Everything is in a hurry
In the constant rush, rush
of the day
There are words I often
forget to say

Between the kids with
school work, soccer practice, 
and games
I see you, but forget to
really look at you
But I do not forget all
the reasons why I love you

I love because you are
my true love
My soul mate
And my best friend
I love you plain and simple
Because I don't even know me
Without me, loving you.

by Maria Elena Enriquez |
Categories: heart, heart,

Soccer

Soccer is to smile for
don't be afraid to soar
You just might enjoy it
Soccer is something to cry for

Play a little More
And you will love it to the core

Everyone knows that with it
your going to learn
and see how healty you'll be
and how much your heart will yearn

You will excercise and 
Forever feel energized
and you'll know that
Soccer is real by the way that you feel

That's why it's so popular
Soccer is not just any sport
or any sport of sort
Thay's why in your heart soccer is a star

Soccer is to be with friends
Always playing, hoping it never ends

by David Bose |
Categories: first love, growing up, youth,

Naive Days Lost

Oh, Youth—naïve days lost,
Just learning life
In baseball cleats,
With soccer balls,
Days school bells rang
And girls, girls, girls:
Light lilting laughs,
Smooth budding curves
In sweaters tight,
Lean stockinged legs,
And perfumed air
Enshrouding each …

Oh, Youth—long, restless nights
When life knocked hard—
Those turned-down dates,
My anxious heart,
A stolen glimpse,
Small hand in mine
And, then, that night
Soft lips I kissed,
A boob I touched:
First teasing love,
My spirits soared;
Oh, Youth—where have you gone?

by Harlow Yappen |
Categories: books, cheer up, happy, imagination, love, magic, wisdom,

A Nook And A Storybook

I would give anything for a nook and storybook,
Since books take you into an exciting new world!
Maybe you can pretend that you are a famous cook
Or you find a necklace that is perfectly pearled.

You might possibly be a cave explorer,
Or a fairy with magical powers.
You might be a soccer goal scorer,
or an ordinary talking flower.

For all one knows, you could be anything
if you have an imaginative mind.
Just step into that fairy ring of words,
and give your mind a good hard grind!

by Lynn Dolly |
Categories: friendship, happiness, imagination, love, nature, pets, uplifting, visionary, food,

Little Tia

She licks and licks away,
Missed me a lot today,

I let her out, 
She barks and barks,
She sniffs around, 
In the lawn she doesn't care for wet parts,

Runs to her bowl,
Has her favorite kibble in tow,
This picky diva wants food from my plate,
She's not fond of my decision not to cooperate,
So hard to deny her food when she's looking so cute,
I'm strong willed so this becomes a reoccurring dispute,

Now she wants to play,
I kick the soccer ball, 
Pouncing like a dear would catch prey
Laughing hard I shed a tear,
This I could do all day









by Nicole Poet |
Categories: angel, anxiety, appreciation, baby, body,

The Apple Does Not Fall Far From The Tree

Whispers surrounding every inch of her reckless body,
She hands the gumdrop to a stranger,
The gumdrop learns to walk and talk,
The gumdrop slowly potty trains,
The gumdrop goes to kindergarten,
The gumdrop falls on her head.


The gumdrop joins a soccer team,
Soon the gumdrop quits,
The gumdrop is a woman now,
The gumdrop graduates freely,
The gumdrop starts to go crazy,
Seeing splotches in her soup,
Talking to the statues,
The only friends of hers.

She meets a man and falls in 'love',
She expects her own gumdrop,
She breaks down.
Whispers surrounding every inch of her reckless body,
She hands the gumdrop to a stranger.

by John Anderson |
Categories: soccer,

Widen Goals for More Goals

Soccer football is a great game
But the scoring is tame and lame
Too much left to chance, a low-goal-count shame.
So what can be done to reclaim its fame?
Make the goal posts wider to more goals claim
Add a yard to the goal width, to make a 9 yard wide frame.

The World Game would be less defensive
Players could shoot from further out
All those near misses to the side would go in!
More goals would make the game fairer in outcome
The fans would love it
More goals for fans to see
A great game, the world game, made better
You'll see.

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18 June for '2018 World Cup' Contest

by Gordon McConnell |
Categories: blue, color, life,

There's Blue All Around

So many people love it blue
there's much of it all around
look up at the deep blue sky
behind that golden sun, it's found

Go swimming down at the beach
there you go in the deep blue sea
the weather at times is really grim
especially that rainy water for free

Years ago in soccer-mad England
the Chelsea team had a hot song
'blue is the colour' was its name
everybody was singing it forever long

Many poor souls feel so badly blue
having moods depressingly dark
but others look up past blue sky
up to God to find redemptions ark