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Erica Gulati

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English Poem : #18354 English Poem Abstract : #9389
 opportunist whims decisions irony 

There are times when the gold band
On my hand , seems light
And my heavy heart a monotonous comrade
 
There are times when solitude cages me
Amidst a crowd
And a cacophony welcomes serenity
Yes the paradox cannot be understated,
For all beings are ruled by whims
 
All decisions a matter of chess move
A fluke or a major blunder
The last phase can only ponder
 
Yet the intricate similarities befuddle me
A chess game or a perceived notion
A pawn the weakest or the robust of all
 
Eight soldiers or eight queens
Just an opportunist
Who takes the lead!


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