UT Dallas human-scale chessboards

I gathered all my pieces

Arranged them by ranks

She did the same with ease

(Almost symmetrical)

And so the battle has begun

I made my first move

She countered it with hers

I have positioned my knight

Targeting the middle board

She pushed a pawn forward

I have to pull back

She released her bishop

Pointing to my King,

I blocked it with a Knight

She advanced her pawn further

I summoned my religious piece

Bishop near the knight

She goes for defense

Supported her advanced pawn

A breath on my part

I moved my King’s Knight

Towards her King’s side

Near the first tower

She wittingly castled

The battle continued

Almost an hour have passed

I devoured her defense pieces

Victory is almost mine

A mistake on my part

She positioned her King

To a corner, almost trapped

I advanced my queen

Only to find out..She’s out of space

Fool me, with all my resources

And her vulnerability,

I did not win,

Nobody won.

*Most of the time battles (quarrels) end in stalemate*

2 Responses to "Stalemate"

  1. Interesting analogy between domestic (or love) quarrels and the chess play. The difference is that all the games ends in stalemate, nobody wins. I should extend the idea of this poem at life itself, but in this case life invariably wins.

  2. War was in my mind while doing this, look at the Iraq war, no one is winning, just like an unending continue with the music of bombs and guns.

    It can be love quarrels also, the arguments may end at a time but when provoke, old battles will surface...again like waltz it goes on and on and on.


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