Domination Is Motivation

Whoosh!

As a monstrous forehand explodes off her racquet at lightning speed

The girl runs forward to the net knowing she has the lead

Inhale

Exhale 

Her heartbeat in sync with her thunderous sprinting

Leaves the girl no time for overthinking

She lines up her volley and braces for impact 

Think fast!

The girl only has a second to react

With her opponent responding with a defensive lob

The girl knows she has to finish the job

She shuffles back to hit her vicious overhead 

Boom!

The girl storms back to the baseline after putting that one to bed

Hesitation is complication

But domination is motivation

Glimmer of Hope

A black midnight sky shadowed her vision.

Between her and her passion was an enormous division.

With her brown eyes unable to sparkle without sunlight,

She was just another faceless shadow in the core of the night.

She went on a walk and stumbled upon an area of greenery,

But darkness overpowered the beauty of the scenery.

Miles upon miles she slowly walked without direction,

Until she noticed bright lights that shone upon one section.

With two blue tennis courts standing right before her eyes,

She slowly stepped onto the hidden gem with a look of surprise.  

A red tennis racquet ignited flames of passion into her heart,

With a bright yellow tennis ball being her light to restart.

 She hit the tennis ball and shed a few tears,

And a prisoner of self destruction was free after many years.

So when sun began to rise,

She got those sparkles back in her eyes.