Seven, Chess
Now, here me out why I say 'chess',
Not the type of dairy.
Oh bother! I'll just confess!
My mind may be a lot of mess,
Mumbling words and buckets of sweats,
But let me play a game called chess.
Teach me how to play,
I'll have my heart to pay,
Now then, who had more gain?
-SagittarianJoy-
( December 11, 2023 )
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A Hundred Ways to Love Me
Poetry•| A Hundred Ways to Love Me |• I once made a poetry titled "I Love You a Hundred Times and More" as my first ever poetry book, which was inspired by my broken hearted friend. Now, I have another friend, who is quite in-love these days, I decided t...
