Life is a game of chess: A poem by Nisha Tandon

Life is nothing but a complex game of chess
Where there’s the rivalry between two opponents in black and white
We identify potential threats and to safeguard our own interest
A fire of revenge within, we allow to perennially ignite

There’s a conflict between the good and evil
And devil’s advocate is always played by the sinner
Amidst myriad manipulations and scheming minds
Eventually, it’s the brainiac who emerges a winner

In life’s dilemmas when we land in situations tough
We need to make important choices under pressure
Setting perspicuous goals to achieve success
We acquire the unthinkable by remaining focussed

We are mere pawns in the hands of circumstances
We strategize and cross various hindrances and roadblocks
Despite the limitations and serious impediments
We make the most of the opportunities that knock

The game of chess teaches to create a perfect balance
Between the vulnerable heart and the coherent mind
And when we are in dilemma it’s difficult to decide
If our thoughts are actually perfectly aligned

Important life lessons we learn throughout the journey
We make mistakes but don’t get time to make amends
Then we realize that life is a game of chess
And all’s over with a mere Checkmate in the end




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