#endgame
Some eighteen years ago
A kid was born in Chennai
Seven years rolled past
Time to learn games
Papa Rajni opted for Chess
The kid became a chess bee
And by his meteoric rise
Became a whizkid,
Breezily following the
Legacy of the legendary Vishy
Winning tournaments at will
Always going for the ****
Became IM and later, GM
This gem!
The chess lion set his sight
On bigger ****
Played big tournaments , slayed opponents
The lion roared, his rating soared
Through FIDE circuit
The lion jumped into the candidates’ arena
Played uncompromising chess,
Gukesh-the Gladiator!
And won the right to
Challenge Ding, the Chinese lion!
The lions arrived to the lion-land of Singapura
To match their wits in fourteen board games
They ducked, punched, waited, pounced
All over the chess board,
Like heavyweight champs,
Trading blows and drawing more,
The match neared its ******
In the eleventh game,
Caissa smiled at Gukesh
With this win,
he was soaring towards summit
Only to be pulled back by
Some daring play by Ding,
With a win, Ding was on song,
His regaining the grit
In his smile was writ.
With the thirteenth game
Ending in a draw
Increased the tension of chessbuffs
Of the universe,
Especially the Gukesh-guys
Who were rooted for the
Indian victory
Speculations rose over the fate
Of the fourteenth
Guesses and predictions made
On the possible tiebreak games
With advantage for Ding.
No said, Gukesh
Played the endgame,
Ended the game
Dethroned Ding
And became the King!!
Jan 13, 2025
Jan 13, 2025 at 12:19 PM UTC
If I will finally found that person
Who gives light to every darkness
Who shine brighter than anyone
Who brings calmness in my system
I don't want anybody else
But you, my endgame.
Jan 30, 2021
Jan 30, 2021 at 2:31 AM UTC
I could put a bullet
In me now
I could hand a rope
To end it and die
I could jump off a bridge
Stop living this lie
I could take the pills
Without saying goodbye
I can’t stop bleeding
Will it stop me before my time
I can’t win this clichèd fight
Are my own thoughts even mine
I can’t slow the sinking
Will water fill my lungs or wine
I can’t refuse poison, it it the end of the tunnel
This light and shine
Apr 20, 2020
Apr 20, 2020 at 4:18 AM UTC
I would like to ask you Russos, why Tony Stark is dead?
And who the **** dropped you both on the head?
Cap needs to apologise and his found family,
Nat needs less lies and strong female company.
Thor’s depression should not be overlooked
And where the **** did Pep learn to cook?
Stop letting Fury traumatise a child,
And for once let hope do something wild.
Stop dropping our favourite characters off cliffs
Stop saying you’ll fix it in ‘what if’.
Strange’s PTSD could not be cured by magic
And yes Clint’s story is tragic,
But that does not excuse his ****** spree.
Why aren’t more characters more like Rhodey?
Maybe try reading the comics your work should be based on
And we’ll try ignoring your obvious hard on,
For self-insert fanfiction with you as the token gay character.
Because representation doesn’t fit your parameter.
For all your stories I have one simple wish;
Stop making us cry over ******* like this.
Apr 9, 2020
Apr 9, 2020 at 11:04 PM UTC
I used to wonder why the darkness wanted me so bad.
Probably because my light is something it never had.
Feeling off balance stumbling but glad.
Because blessed are the few who are granted this path.
Theirs for you would have been a short order.
If life was easy god wouldn’t hear from many supporters.
So keep your head high in the midst of all sort of.... bull.
You’d be a fool not to keep running the score up.
Feb 12, 2020
Feb 12, 2020 at 2:31 PM UTC
i am inevitable
i am inevitabl
i am inevitab
i am inevita
i am inevit
i am inevi
i am inev
i am ine
i am in
i am in
i am i
i am
i am i
i am ir
i am iro
i am iron
i am iron m
i am iron ma
i am iron man
May 30, 2019
May 30, 2019 at 3:06 PM UTC
This game was on
right before we met.
This game was on
right before we were even born.
No one has ever said that
playing by the devil's bible is easy
and, to tell the truth,
I have never fancied gambling.
But this time I was called to act
by the summoning, and though
the price was never so high
like this before
I take the offer on losing everything
I have ever had.
Because sitting at this table
right here in front of you,
streamed by Acorns, Bells, and Leaves,
threatened Over-n-Under by the Knave,
I must defeat you by my own Heart
before the King itself slaughters me
by the hand of the Deuce.
May 21, 2019
May 21, 2019 at 6:13 AM UTC
You said I’d see you soon
But that wasn’t true.
But I believed it
Before I lost you.
Now that we’ve won
I think I know
We would have lost
If you hadn’t let go.
And that’s okay,
Because now I’ve grown.
It was for the best.
I miss you, though.
We will remember you
But we won’t cry.
You wouldn’t want that
So we hold our heads high.
May 17, 2019
May 17, 2019 at 3:01 PM UTC
There's a difference between
Wanting to be dead and
Feeling that one day
Your beat might just stop
May 14, 2019
May 14, 2019 at 6:01 PM UTC
All that he says is
I love you three thousand
And I am in tears.
May 13, 2019
May 13, 2019 at 2:40 PM UTC