Chess Warriors Poem by Sumit Ganguly

Chess Warriors

Rating: 4.0


Chess boards and pieces have two colours
Black and white-the eternal warriors
There is no apartheid
King is the titular head
To them
Fight is game
They always fight on the board
And never venture to invade the road.
When fight is over
They live together.

Thursday, November 12, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: warfare
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tom Billsborough 04 April 2016

The chess game is a fine metaphor in a pleasingly philosophical poem. You are very talented, Sumit. Tom Billsborough

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Sumit Ganguly 05 April 2016

My 'I' is inflated. Thanks.

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Sanjukta Nag 14 November 2015

Black and white-the eternal warriors There is no aparthied you put a great message in these lines. Great write.

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Rajnish Manga 12 November 2015

Thanks for articulating a philosophical idea with the help of pieces placed on a chess board. I have enjoyed reading the poem. Thanks.

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