Checkmate Majesty
Reflection
In the realm of strategy, where shadows play,
A game of kings unfolds, night and day.
The board, a canvas, black and white,
A dance of pieces, in endless fight.
The pawns, the knights, the bishops stand,
Each with a role, in this grand plan.
The queen, a sovereign, powerful and wise,
Guides the battle, with calculated surprise.
The king, a monarch, vulnerable and strong,
The ultimate goal, where the game belongs.
The checkmate, a moment of triumph and might,
A declaration of victory, in the silent night.
The pieces fall, like soldiers on the ground,
The game is over, the outcome is found.
Yet, in the stillness, a new game begins,
A cycle of strategy, where the strong win.
In this world of chess, where minds collide,
Lies a reflection, of life's own tide.