Chess & Checkers: 2 Poem by Ashwath Islampure

Chess & Checkers: 2



In bedroom
when we play chess
I easily checkmate

you usurping the queen
in my dustbin
and you demand a pawn

Blackmailing me
your emotional atyachaar
is its cause

it's nothing luminous
and it is the silver jubilee
of your behaviour

I get inflicted and slap you and fight
when you address me a cheater-
a homonym of different meaning

just cares for the two kingdoms
standing in 64 squares
as they don't enjoy

your silver jubilee celebration
wasting their precious
time.

Saturday, September 14, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: violence
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Nasarudheen Parameswaran 14 September 2013

A nice satire.I like it much

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