Checkmate Majesty

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.