boozerloser wrote:
brilliant poem i loved it
Thanks dear.I responded to some and got this far.have a great day.
ONE CHESS PLAYER'S ANTHEM
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boozerloser wrote:
brilliant poem i loved it
Thanks dear.I responded to some and got this far.have a great day.
RUHMP1 wrote:
The first time i played chess
I had no success
My opponent checkmated my king
And i did not win
It was a total mess
so it was for everyone
including those we today call the best ones
but for me and my king we turned that first mess
into a message whichwe today call leadership in chess.
feralflower wrote:
greatmac wrote:
yes the cry for we see in their eyes,the tears of joy
and the kind shall say ahoy! ahoy!
pepare for battle we received a rematch battle.
And his pawns ashes strewn amongst the ocean,
Floating away with each waves motion,
R.I.P. your little mates
Whilst a long slow war yet awaits...
Your brothers and sisters shall soon cross the side...
As we wait for the outgoing tide..
Don't cry no more, for all will be fine
Rejoice the life you have left, and drink your wine.
oh! yes we lose some and gain some
ah! true thats why we have pawn
ops! you may wish to call em infantry division
but for me there are solutions to situation
thats why the outcome is celeberation
very well yes checkmate is the decision.
He has won and he has lost, rematch again we must
We have both won, both bit the dust..
And this endless rant and poetic chatter echoes......ssssshhh!!....
Lo and Behold! we have a new match on hold!
And a story yet untold
Let the game unfold....
For sometimes friends they are foes.....
It is a game we play....that is how it goes.
One must lose....one must win...
One will mourn....one will grin
And then one day we shall play ...
Do it all over, again and again.
feralflower wrote:
He has won and he has lost, rematch again we must
We have both won, both bit the dust..
And this endless rant and poetic chatter echoes......ssssshhh!!....
Lo and Behold! we have a new match on hold!
And a story yet untold
Let the game unfold....
For sometimes friends they are foes.....
It is a game we play....that is how it goes.
One must lose....one must win...
One will mourn....one will grin
And then one day we shall play ...
Do it all over, again and again.
whilst enemies are away
the real friend comes to stay
all good things we do again
reason is,to retain
but for Quiet(shh! i mean) is not a diet.
my king knows. so he directs
for at chess he is the best
at no expence we relay
this game we play.
yes again, with no pain to pay.
what happened to our anthem are you guys bored or what.any ways we are coming soon watch out!.
Chess and poetry in motion,
Depends where lays your devotion,
Sometimes a poet is "lost for words"
As yet another fatal move occurs.
To write a poem, you use your heart,
To play chess you tear your brain apart.
If one brings the two together,
Poems and chess are like lace and leather.
feralflower wrote:
Chess and poetry in motion,
Depends where lays your devotion,
Sometimes a poet is "lost for words"
As yet another fatal move occurs.
To write a poem, you use your heart,
To play chess you tear your brain apart.
If one brings the two together,
Poems and chess are like lace and leather.
Nature gave two great ends one to sit with, the other to think,
and so for the game of chess you need them both,
on board life's vessel you need concentration less you sink,
for the game of chess; even more of it, or face the wrath,
Like scofield you must think wide!
and if your left with a choice of one end,
please chose the one that require you to think.
For there is no winning with a tabular Raza,
Dear would you move fast to the computer, so that we may see who has the best friends?
my best i allways give. as much as i can dear.