Life is a gambling game
On a pack of fifty-two cards
Be it poker or rummy
Or a game of blind three-cards
Bright red diamonds and hearts
Clubs and spades black and dark
Playing cards thus out there
Are known famous in the rack
Unlike a card of hearts
That displays a sincere heart
The one that is blessed with
The symbol of love and warmth,
A spade remains a spade!
Distinct in shape and shade
Be it a king or jack
An ace or a value two-card
You are my queen diamond!
I am your king of hearts
I am your K O H,
The strong Hydroxide of Potash!
At times a bit different role
I play a trump card- my part,
To shield you from menacing spades
Listened to me? Sweetheart!
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well..tsira, a king a trump card and at times a joker too...our attempts in life are always to come out winning, bluffing we or not...
Masterly 'melodrama' … beautiful 'scenes' … in game main creative development … 10!
We never know if it's a good hand or bad hand, but the game must be played, the cards all before us, which one will you play... Andrew 10
life, a game all through... every game has rules if played fair. you have to be a sportsman, sportsmanship lies in playing the hand you have been dealt with to the best of your ability. do we have lifelines like a joker to make a trail... there in comes the skill. a very thought provoking write. however, in life we don't have the option if dealt a bad hand, to say I pack like in teen patti. 10 Mamta
Life Cards should be manipulated and maneuvered humanely otherwise with high card value will loose the Card- Game-Life’ Best and indeed Sir… 10+ hf Ms. Nivedita UK
A tale of a gambler playing a romantic game of adoring and caring, sweetly crafted in an ink of red, painting the world with 7 wonderful colours......I loved this piece most....so sweet. Heart
Very true that 'Life is a gamble game'.I give you 10 points.
Romanticism using Cards....very imaginative....and unique...definitely a nice one. I would say 9.5 points...Thank you for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Original poems... For successful games it is obligatory to bluff... And I think to you it not on a shower... Whether not so? Tsira