Chess Poem by Apurva Prabhudesai

Chess



Life's like a game of chess
We are the pawns
Getting played by others.
Our movement's limited
A place at a time.
We remain in constant danger
From everyone around,
One moment we are here,
The other gone.
Always in a struggle
To reach the end
To be the queen.

Saturday, January 30, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life,chess,game,race
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