Struggle Checkmate Poem by Sambidhan Acharya

There were two person playing chess
Chess of life I mean to say
First the black seemed very powerful
It got the white bishop pawn and right
But the white only was looking helplessly revolves
He knew nothing to do
Then few checks come in
But the white eluded to met
Then black got mistake it left its queen open
The brightness was showing to engulf the queen
The white started to quest the game
One after another it started to grab the pieces
But another then both bishop and queen were gone
Once again black over took the game
White flattered once again
But it had powers to move it moved and reached the end
Got all the power back
Tricking, Tackling all the stages
It finally gave a single check
That was mate
There lies black player vanishes and goes
to play with other people's fate
So today I have mate the struggle
Now its your turn to mate it.