Defeat Poem by Nick Leow

Defeat

Rating: 5.0


Time halt,
Realization struck.
Pawns fell,
The board has been flipped.

Serene thoughts and a tranquil gaze,
Thine smooth and fluid hand flew,
Setting the game to a decisive end.

My negligence and ye astute analysis,
All leads to my utter defeat.

'Finita est' thou mutter.
As my head went flying,
And the lights went out.
.....GAME OVER.....

Defeat
Saturday, January 23, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: calm,chess,game
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
If games were deadly.

P.s. Been a while since I last written. Have a nice day :)
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Fabrizio Frosini 03 February 2016

cao.. sent you a msg.. let me know.. thanks

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