Chess

By Steve

Wed, 17 Jun 2009
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the infinite possibilities of chess, scrabble,
the puzzles of these jinxes, it's mind-blowing.

I have only seen the silence of the mediocrity,
I have only seen my pride blown in the night like so many dreams,
i want to be myself most of all, humble
knowing, believing
the faith of the known.

Certificate 15
Poem
Humour

Comments

Submitted by anipani on
I don't understand what you are trying to say here, 'believing the faith of the known' Isn't faith , by definition unknown? I really like the two first lines of the second stanza, there's something here, but I need to unravel the first and last part.

anipani

Submitted by Steve on
I'm not quite sure either. Sometimes I just write automatically.