Checkmate
A poem
Black and white, a checker board
a game of hidden moves
a game of wisdom & wise;
King & pawn move only a square
moving a step, left or right
keeping enemy at sight;
Mounted knights are unique though
they don’t take anyone’s blow
they strike from any side;
Bishops hampered by the rules
following them till the grave
they can never misbehave;
Rook, bold like a fort
moves the along the sides
shoving the enemy’s stride;
Queen, the fearless
moves anywhere
it is hard to keep her guarded anyway;
Triumph or defeat is not the end
learning strategy is the game
the choice we make, while we are being played!
© Shweta 2020. All Rights Reserved.
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