Saturday, July 16, 2011

Poem 160 - A Chess Game


Sitting there, eyebrows frowned thinking of, a move that can be played
My opponent, after much indecision, a move he made
Now I had two options, either to kill his bishop or knight
After I took his bishop, he too did fight

He brought his pawn to the last line, where he lends his pawn and borrows a queen
He gave me a check, which I had neither thought of, nor seen
After escaping the check, the fate of my queen was decided after he killed it right there
He finally gave me a checkmate, which was fair and square

Before he'd given me the checkmate, only my lonely king stood
It stood there, looking scared but good
The handshake at the end, ended our game
It was an interesting match, but my opponent won all the same.

By the way, I have mentioned all the chess pieces except for one. If you know it please leave it with your comment.
-Gaurang Rao