A Poet Never Sleeps

One day you will be faced with the impossible. When you become afraid, become inspired.

24 October 2012

Checkmate My Dear

This game
Dancing across the board
So black and white

You made your move first
And seem to always win
And I except

In a room full of numbers
We play alone

A battle of the wits
My years stand against me
In your favor

Little complements
You toss across the field  
When I catch you off guard

So make your move
Take me as your queen
You my knight in armor

Till the end of time
Never stopping


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