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Football Passion

Recalling the brightest sunny days
Of April, after the close of haze
Of Winter leading gorgeous months of Spring,
Leaving melodies of jingle ring,

When I was at High School!!

Day passed away in reading books,
Imagining her in clear brooks,
Of ideas, of love and fear,
How would her departure this soul bear?

When I was at High School!

Oh could not forget Football hours,
When I played in ground, she poured,
Drops of support from her deeps eyes,
I always won in hue and cry!

When I was at High School!

She loved football, she love the game,
Her passion gave me highest fame,
Winning her hand was but my aim,
Winning football was winning the Dame!

May she live long and watch the world,
The rising contests and flags unfurled;
The World Cup, Peelo, Zedan,
All new old and new thrilling men,

When I was at High School!!! 

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  • Dancing Doll
    August 17, 2007

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    More love than football love

    mujtaba, our poems are expression of love for others and we conceal them in footballs and seasons, you know.i love your poem very much. Kiss your cheeks

  • Emotions
    August 13, 2007
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    My favourite game

    football is my fav play mujtaba and ur poem revitalised my passion

  • Shamaila Khalid
    August 11, 2007

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    Unable to Forget

    Your wonderful poem forced me recall the precious time of my high school too...It is amazingly resemble my own experience of school time.. I heartily wish you good luck dear mujtaba

    • Mujtaba H Zaidi
      August 17, 2007
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      Hello Shamaila

      It is amazing to note that you experienced the same joys which I witnessed in school at the budding of youth.Many thanks dear friend


  • Vernal Bloom
    August 10, 2007

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    What a beautiful way to describe this romantic memory of high school time. I felt warm inside. Repeating the phrase "When I was at High School" gave me a special feeling. Here in iran, during high school girls and boys study in seprated schools and we don't have such romantic experiences there.
    By the way, you penned an adorable poem and thank you for sharing with us, Bhai Zaidi

    ~Massy~

    • Mujtaba H Zaidi
      August 17, 2007
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      Thank You Very Much

      Dear friend Massy!
      Your warm words filled my heart with joys. May you live long! Further, co-education was rare in Pakistan too, though it is gaining popularity now. I love her and remember her a lot still who was with me in high school. (lol)

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