In the quiet hall where dreams unfold,
A battlefield of black and white untold,
Kings and queens in silent dance engage,
Upon the board, they write their ageless page.

Knights leap across in graceful arcs,
Bishops whisper secrets in the dark,
Pawns advance with courage newfound,
In this realm, where strategies abound.

Rooks stand guard with steadfast might,
Castles of strength in the shadowy night,
Each move a whisper, a promise, a threat,
A game of wisdom where fates are met.

The clock ticks softly, a gentle call,
As players ponder, rise, and fall,
In the chessboard’s world, where dreams take flight,
A dance of shadows in the moon’s soft light.