Yes, I agree.
I never imagined it to be my career.
It might never come to practical use. Maybe.
But the point was never about its use.
The point is about my survival.
I can't imagine myself here without it.
This might be just a sport to you,
but to me, it's something beyond words.
It healed parts of me I thought I would never recover from.
It lit the spark that now burns through my veins.
It gave me a reason not just to survive, but to work hard and truly live.
Maybe it's just a passion to you...
But to me, it became the reason for my survival.
Maybe it's just a sport to you,
but it made me who I am today.
I might not be the best at it, but the point was never about being the best.
It was always about something much bigger than winning.
It taught me how to breathe.
I might sound foolish to you, but I have seen the happiest version of myself through it.
The peace and warmth it gave me felt beyond heaven.
It is a form of worship—
whether in bliss or in sorrow.
All the echoes in my mind finally found their calm.
It healed wounds I never thought could heal.
When I was drowning, it became my saviour—
not once, but again and again.
So yes,
it might be just a sport or a passion to you.
But to me,
it became the oxygen I breathe.
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antra.coree (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
Some say sport is more important than life.
I must admit, when I played football it was.
Yes!
A wonderful write and kept so by not identifying which sport. Very nicely done Antra
Yess, there are different sports but love for it is same!
Well said
For me, it was fencing. And Judo. Great poem!
Yes, thank you!
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