The Riddle
Back unto the blackboard within my mind
Trying once more to solve this riddle
One that has spelled out my times...
Questions I have missed; closing my eyes
Am I running out of time ?
Peeling away the parchment
Pieces aside puzzles; possibilities with no conclusions
Abstract colours melting inside this cage; delusion's
Which some, they have called life...
Fragments of coded confetti
Caught amid a whirlwind
Returning unto another, blackboard again
Are they running out of time ?
The answer is there I know; tilting my head
Letters floating through the air
Spinning, within this man-made bowl
Or is it ? A nursery rhyme; something lost...
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..."The Riddle" ~
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