![]() Coming Back Stronger...A Poem by Martiya Daman![]() A chess game that changed my life![]()
Coming Back Stronger...
I got selected into a chess competition at a school, Making my talent better, like a screw fixed by a tool, I played, played there but I kept losing, Speechlessly, don't know what pieces I am choosing. The opponents were good, at last 2 by 6 points, How much it disappoints, 4th position, got a small trophy, My parents were normal, I didn't felt so holy, Yet there was one person who guided, a friend. She helped me, comforted me, made me smile, Played with me, putting a piece tile by tile, I had another competition at one of the best schools, Only one chance there, I needed to win, I couldn't bear. I played for restless nights, For a trophy so bright, In the school, I played with no mercy, I got 2 out of 3! 3th position it was, got a trophy and medal, My dream was to now put my foot on the pedal, And ride through the challenges, to reach the beginning of a wonderland, Called Chess, I did my best, How happy I was!
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StatsAuthor![]() Martiya DamanYou can fly even if you're wingless..., IndiaAboutI am just writing stories & poems and making others smile, I like it. I am 10 years old and Indian, Glad you came to read my profile. It's definetly a pleasure to write here. My thought: Dreams are.. more..Writing
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