In shadows cast upon the checkered board,
Where kings and queens in battle stand their ground,
A game of chess, a tapestry untold,
Where strategy and cunning words resound.

The pawns advance with cautious, humble steps,
Their loyalty to crown, a steadfast guide,
Their sacrifices made without regret,
In the pursuit of victory's sweet pride.

The rooks, majestic towers of defense,
Stand firm, protecting realms with steadfast might,
They guard their flanks with diligence intense,
A fortress strong, unyielding in their fight.

The bishops move with grace, diagonally,
Their steps deliberate, a sacred dance,
They seek to claim dominion subtly,
With wisdom and a touch of circumstance.

The knights, gallant in armor's shining sheen,
Leap forth, their movements bold and unforeseen,
With elegance and strength, they intervene,
Their charge, a valiant force that reigns supreme.

And in the midst of chaos, fierce and grand,
The queen, a force unmatched, rules o'er the fray,
Her power surges, flowing through the land,
She shapes the game, her will, a potent sway.

The king, a vulnerable, precious piece,
The heart that beats within the chessboard's core,
He must evade each threat, each fierce release,
His survival paramount, forevermore.

Yet as the game unfolds, the players find,
That choices made can lead to woe or gain,
Each move a universe of thoughts entwined,
An intricate web where destinies remain.

For life itself, a game of chess we play,
Our moves defined by chances, choices made,
With every step, we learn and find our way,
In this grand dance where victory's cascade.

So let us grasp the wisdom of the game,
Where strategy and patience intertwine,
Embrace the challenges, for they will tame,
And in the end, our spirits shall align.

In shadows cast upon the checkered board,
Where kings and queens in battle stand their ground,
A game of chess, a tapestry adored,
Where triumph and defeat, in us, are found.

© Ayush Sengar