Solitaire

 

 

 

 

 

 

A deck on the table.
Seven rows.
Knights. Kings. Queens.
Hearts. Clovers. Spades.
Laying chances
On two questioning hands
Unraveling mysteries.

Thoughts running about
The facial lineage:
Blacks on reds,
Reds on blacks,
Too deep to comprehend.

May a form comes out
Instead of the spontaneity
Of numbers.

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About DCG

Poetry writing emerged in me as a channel to relieve my angst and aggression against life and express my emotions on subtle things. It became my diary for quite a while. Feel free to experience my thoughts. If you do require my feedback, please leave a note on my MESSAGE BOARD below. Thanks.
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2 Responses to Solitaire

  1. Abin says:

    I wish you the best of luck in searching for any such form.you remind me of ‘A Beautiful Mind’.

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