The Sudoku poem

Numbers in columns
invisible digits
Numbers in rows
or however one sees it…

See them
amble, glide
dart, slide.
what solace
when after a brief tussle
they snuggle into place…

But sometimes
when I am all but done
or think it was sheer fun
two twos side by side
push, shove, bay
and my bliss turns to dismay…
Or when a six can be here
or there or anywhere..
When most numbers are fluidly mobile
my mind is less agile
doesn’t it trip and trudge
till the Sudoku is but exhausted fudge…

But the Chronicle brings challenge and hope anew.

Isn’t Life such too?
Issues, choices
dilemmas, voices
problems solved by insight
others achieved by default
things learnt in hindsight
some unlearnt, unresolved
others too messed up
steps impossible to retrace
Perhaps just to be glossed over with grace.

Never mind…

Life has a Daily Edition too.