Rule 1
Hearts Shown:
Wanting more, in bargain chips
Nothing more, in returned offers
Sat on tables, stands on fury phantom.
Stamping foot, with no array
Like chi wa wa's bark on rottweiler
Watch it boy! don't push too far..
Said in caution, given to the who
The who, the spot light drawn on, fixed
Like the three strikes rule and sir you out.
Rule 2
Side Turned:
Next; next in line to test rough waters
On off days, so it thus seem calmer than usual
Fooled to think, he is made to surf the highest waves
Waving out, bye, bye; help!
SOS on sinking mood, liquid platforms
Help, help, I am drawning here
And the water stands not waist deep
With solid platforms
No not until one reach the bottom's depth.
Help, help, he shouts
You fool; await in time precious
Rescue boats
Rule 3
Back Turned :
I am still game, for a three strike rule
Move; Life it is, thus comes in three stages
For the last phantom
Just comes before the hour glass drained
Arrogance in announce
Pomposity, he shows in swagger
Soon to be known, to thee
What cards held, so close to the chest.
Make my day boy! make your move
Fire away like the fool with matchsticks
Stood switch and lighted, in a pool of inflammable
And the rest is, to be seen as
Well, who be, be you, who it be
The reader, to add the last lines
Before fool stops, and the rest is
Love the word play.
ReplyDeleteThanks for linking up - great poem. Shah.X
ReplyDeleteAwesome poem Kodjo, there's a lot of symbolism throughout this. Life does come in three stages and is also three dimensional, but after the third strike we discover what our triune maker thinks. Well done!
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