House of cards

You draw your queen of hearts,

Besides the pool table,

Where I’m declared

As the joker,

In your ruthless rule.

You shuffle my feelings,

With resentment,

Because I’m that wild card,

You choose to discard,

As you become king.

You make bets mid-way,

On the probability of getting aces,

But fail to realize,

Those strategic games,

will change your luck.

You were too blind to see,

The little tricks,

Placed in every deck,

Calculating every move,

So, you could lose.

Yet, the main principle,

Of this rigorous game,

Was to win my house of cards,

Through meticulous affection,

Of my bluff shaped in spades