The Game

This poem describes the experience of many persons i've known so far , ever wondered why this all happens to you ? it's all a game ..

The Game

It’s crazy  how loss triggers Love,

And It’s crazier how Love triggers pain,

It’s insane how pain triggers darkness,

Which become something we couldn’t sustain

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If  you ever seek the truth

To your meaningless existence

Why you’re disappointed in yourself ?

Or why you’ve ever felt the offense ?

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Penetrating into your soul and spirit

Manipulating you like a puppet 

Dancing with the sounds of the pianet

Pushing you beyond your limit

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This cycle is a game given by our fate

When your opponent makes the checkmate

A defeated king you remain silent

In your own memories you’ll remain defiant..

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You were in a battle with your own thoughts

They did bring you down with few mind-shots

Will you stand tall to the storm ?

Or stay aside and play it warm ?

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This is your game and this is your time

Whether you choose the black or white tile

Your own thoughts could keep you alive or get you dead

Watch your steps and choose whether to hope or to dread ..

 

 

Author's Note

Hope you'll like it guys , ill be waiting for your comments ^^