Not My King

Not My King

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Have you ever tried actually play chess backwards, backwardly, awkwardly, where the pawn,actually becomes a King in disguise, Where queens, only dreams of a King in her skies, where bishops, only can be beheaded by a knight of lies, on a checkered board, filled with checkers, checking to see, if checkers actually bookmarked, books marked, regularly with checkered flags, check-marked, with finish lines, have you ever found yourself writing blank checks, never meant to be cashed, laughed, when check books are stolen, hoping for a better ending, or praying before the end ends, hoping the beginning actually starts differently, before it ever begins, beginning with the aftermath, after math, does it's own long division, and the remainders, remaining, remains, enough to be reminded, leftovers, are often left over, when left sober, or do you drink, drinking, thinking, thoughts alone, will suffice, for the insufficient, funds, never deposited, to offset, offsetting, mathematical mathematics, never learned, or collaborated, collaborating, long enough to be summed, up in one short subtraction, subtracting, nonsense, from sense, just to make sense enough, to simply make sense into cents, have you ever drunk too much, not to be drunk, or smoked enough, to not ever be high, than realized, there were no cure, to be sure, the pain, could ever be completely forgotten once begotten,forgetting to forget, there's no remedy for stupidity, as the dumber simply drifts off to the dumbest, and best is never left off better off, just better thought, and fights are better fought inside of a ring, where the trained, trains, trainers, never meant to fight, how fair of a fight is a trained Assassin, assassinating, assassins, who never seen true war, how sweet is a victory, never sought by the winner, how wrong is the sinner, who never asked to be born, or how right is the beginner, who were only taught to see to see war to its end,than ask yourself where is the end, or what is a true ending.
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Words are sharper than knife they say. Yes it is true. Some perfectly moulded good words can both make and break a heart easily. A poem is a group of such perfectly moulded words given wings to fly. They fly through the mind and heart easily. A hobby is an activity we do to express ourselves, our beliefs and our thinking. For example through drawing, dancing, singing, etcetera. Writing a poem is one of such hobbies. Here words are used. These words and messages are far more twisted. A poem hits the mind, a good poem hits the heart. Thoughts Of A Juvenile is just a collection of my poems.I started writing poems when I was 8. I may not be a great writer. But yeah I write to express. There have been times for me like many other teenagers where I thought I was lost and helpless. There have been good times too. I'm standing on the edge of teenage now, telling you that you can survive this. You can survive everything. All you need is to find your strengths. There are sad nights and then there are mornings full of opportunities. Don't give up. I'm here and I'll always be here. Whenever you feel down just remind yourself "Be stupid". Go out in public and the eat the food you like alone, ask out your crush, flirt like there's no one watching, dance like a ghost has possessed your body, prank people, have a little chat with the nerds you know. Surviving is an art not many can master. Be a Master. There are mistakes in this book and I tried my best to correct them. But couldn't correct them all. I would really love to receive reviews and criticism. Vote if you like it. Comment your views. And follow for more poems. Add it to your reading list or library.

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