Best Checkmate Poems

why will men fight and suffer to advance the interests of their masters, who fling them aside when they have no further use for them?

Arthur...

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In the intimate interlace of chance and fate, in the ultimate interplay of time and place, and with the consummate checkmate of my human dignity,...

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Eighty two years young, but still a trooper,
pen writes daily, he's an evergreen souper.
Behold the limerick king and his wisdom,
providing laughs from his humorous kingdom.

Five...

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Between paper-soft 
worlds of fragile 
imaginations, 
I float upon those
gossamer tulips 
that split every 
second of saccharine 
musings and 
eclipsed confessions, 
distinguishing all
photoelectric synonyms
of lachrymose...

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The Life Is …

The Life Is …
When I was young, there was no pain,
The only pain was to complain.
When I was young, I did not...

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In my vantage-point the vast oceans are warming,
The sea levels are rising, while today is melting,
Cracking thick ice-shields crowning Artic, Antarctic
And ferocious intensity is churning...

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Confidently he played
Cat and mouse across the
Chequered board of her heart,
Cheating behind her back.
Caught in the act, he lay
Cowering in defeat:
Checkmate...the final move.

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Contest: Pleiades -...

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The battle begins with an assault on the hill
Our men respond knowing my will
The white warriors continue their drill as before
My men are confident to...

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Tick-tack thy sound of the double-edged hands
Stand strong with mother-nature's deep roots
Big Ben wakes ye typhoon then started to dance
Awaits for the sunlight to bear...

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Beautiful, frivolous queen bided her time. 
The castle stood tall and strong.
Silence reigned.  No one dared to speak.
Below the enemy had gathered ready for...

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A woman's scream was the only sound, and so I rightfully put on my crown.
Like a dream, P.D. lasted 11 rounds, but has finally been...

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When words like seeds remain uncultivated,
in somber silence the poet within me dies.
In the misery of my perishing poetic oasis,
petal like poems refuse to infuse...

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The gaudy beauty of the villas with
new money blazons on the pediments,
the Moon over the garden, the sea breeze,
orchids in bloom - they're all the...

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Have you ever played pick up sticks?
Or just watched the rain and get bored
Is Jump rope gone forever or does?
Hop Scotch have new different rules

I...

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her heart was not up for the taking
without warning
he upped the anties
turned the tables
changed the rules

he called her bluff
he switched it up
bumped it up a...

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