|Teen Poetry #2|
since 2000-01-27Posts 271
A pawn is lifted from the box
The game has now begun
It's us against life
Who really wants to win?
My queen has been taken
And my pawns removed from the board
It's just me and the rook
Setting the King in check
Why do I play this game?
I'm about to win
My mind breaks as when the King
Falls to the ground.
The game is now through
What have i done, what do i do?
I played the game just like they said
What was it worth, I only wound up dead.
"If there is anything the nonconformist hates worse than a conformist it's another nonconformist who doesn't conform to the prevailing standards of nonconformity."
Don't look... you might see.
Don't listen... you might hear.
Don't think... you might learn.
Don't walk... you might stumble.
Don't run... you might fall.
Don't make a decision... you might be wrong.
Don't live...you might die.
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since 2000-02-16Posts 23
Peoria, Arizona, United States
I really like your poem and the symble of chess and life great work
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