The Game of Silence

The Game of Silence

A Poem by Pax
"

- would there be someone that will say I am still worthy...

"

 

The Game of Silence

I played the game, alone.

I talk to the air,

Imagining a friend who isn’t there.

My brain’s dual thinking.

 

- Checkmate -

 

Personification in strike

Persona’s colliding stake

 

- Stalemate -

 

Hello there my stuffed friend

Looks like we are a matched.

We’re Latched,

Encased in the four corners of our walls.

You know I feel restless looking at your frozen face.

Playing with stillness is a hollowed void.

Engross with my ever changing fantasy.

Choosing to ignore reality.

A sad case of my mortality.

 

- Workmate -

 

Music patched the necessary unattached realm.

Stories powered the desires to dream the unchallenged dream.

Life is a walking daydream.

 

- Lostmate -

 

There are those would think I am coward

And then I box myself not to move forward.

I fear what lurks behind someone’s soul,

Fearing I am not worthy of my own coal.

A charade of personas, hiding.

Tilting the crowd as if I am never there, post acting.

 

- Soulmate -

 

Believing you are near,

somewhere far behind that unseen chamber door.

 

- Castmate -

 

Sometimes I am just tired of this game.

Whispers of the wind, believing I am tamed.

Sometimes all I need is a real friend

That will hug-out the negative trend

For me to transcend

To the realistic perspective

Waking the sleeping life’s motive.

 

© 2013 Pax


Author's Note

Pax
Inspired by the music i just found really touching...
Mindy Gledhill – Anchor
Lenka - Everything's ok
Aubrey Bouskill - stupid cupid

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Oh, Pax, you are so much more worthy than you know.
I actually enjoy chess, though I only play it with my closest sister; so I feel as if you are missing someone that you used to play with, that really knew the truth of you.
" . . . encased in the four corners of our walls", I really love that, like we are all being pulled in each direction and yet it is in our box, or rather in the walls like some secret. Very lovely words, my friend.

Posted 6 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Pax

6 Years Ago

You I don't have many friends in the real world, your words and friendship i truly honor. You are ve.. read more
Extant

6 Years Ago

Always my pleasure, Pax. *Smile*



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Amazingly written bringing into the realm of the silent mind, which really is never silent as voices are always there. Great write ;-]

Posted 6 Months Ago


"Sometimes I am just tired of this game.
Whispers of the wind, believing I am tamed.
Sometimes all I need is a real friend
That will hug-out the negative trend
For me to transcend
To the realistic perspective
Waking the sleeping life’s motive."

I LOVE this last stanza. Every line complementing the line before it and the line after it. You were right about my other poem and how these two compliment each other. Excellent read.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

this is amazing! the words really speak louder than you can imagine, i believe we can all relate to this at some point, the loneliness, uncertainty, fear of not being worthy or not belonging and worst of all, losing (ourselves or that one dearest friend) nice work!

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Oh, this is a beautifully written piece of poetry. It spoke to me from the beginning to the end. It instantly drew me into your world, I felt the heartache and the loneliness.The chess references are so well weaved into the poem and it makes it so much more authentic and relatable. Great job.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very special poem, with many associations and game of life. I like so much how you described the different stages of the game chess, and their allusions to the lonely life, there is much philosophy i it! All the words you created with "...mate" refer to this another imaginary friend, in place of the air, you play with. Of course this friend refer to your own self..but here there is duality in the feeling, just because of this game, loneliness is no more "lonesomeness", you can perceive to the future of this game...I love these:

Encased in the four corners of our walls.
You know I feel restless looking at your frozen face.
Playing with stillness is a hollowed void.
Engross with my ever changing fantasy.
Choosing to ignore reality.
A sad case of my mortality.

It shows how much you want to be yourself, and your loneliness is needed here, in order to listen to your inner voice. All your verses are impressive!

{Sugar plum}

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A worthy opponent. You grab a board.
For courtesy, I let you play white.
Go make your move. e4 or d4 I'll know;
if your tactical or positional who knows.
Black will answer with a sharp line.
If your e4 then prepare for the Sicilian
or I might play you slow with a French line.
d4 ? then your solid ... positional ? yes ...
King's Indian, Dutch or ultra Slav...
If I survive then we're match .

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

woah, this might be my favorite one of yours aside from the stories, it shows so many sides of you Paxie,
so many roles we play in the day for ourselves, work and others. This is every person alive but wondering if they are really living. great stuff up in here.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ah, nothing like an imaginary friend of stuffed animal around to talk to. I am sure we all have been here in once point in our lives. When I was young, I would always talk to my stuffed animals about how my day went and how I was feeling, though I never had an actual imaginary friend. I talk to myself every now and again, but only because I am sick and tired of the silence that surrounds me all the time. Every writer needs a second voice, am I right?

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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True friends are hard to come by, most people don’t realise that a friendship like any other relationship needs time and effort and a lot of love, deserves those things and is a give and take…not just a take, take, take. It is a shame that someone with so much heart feels so isolated and truly my friend it’s a loss to those that don’t even try. You are a kind, loving and soft hearted…yes you’ve had your share of heart and it’s left some scars but a true friend loves both the happiness and you and the sadness…hopeful loving the hurt better! I wish that for you and I wish that I can be that for you! Beautiful poetry from the heart and I am privileged that you shared it with me!

Posted 6 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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