Best Riddle Poems

The greatest puzzle in the world
Is one in which must be mastered;
you are the only curator by far;
not family, friends, or the pastor.

The pieces belong...

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Let me own the Night 

Let the others play on bright sun-filled days,
in song and merriment, play on.

Let me own the shadows that seep into...

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What might you find there
down deep in my soul
Within the darkness
of that expansive hole
Will there be substance 
Will there be diamonds or coal
Step down the...

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I can’t be branded and put into a box
I’m a rhyme wrapped within a riddle a complete paradox
I won't  carry the labels, or walk...

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Is it  a myth that History repeats?
This universal question that time deletes

Is the evidence clear that it occurs?
Through eons and eons it strangely recurs

Is...

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I once stepped into a labyrinth, that grew upon the crest

The unraveled trail through silver pines, where ferns and grasses wept,
Where birdsongs rose, from scattered...

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Who are the less fortunate?
What are their names?
Are they the crippled,
the blind, the lame?

Is a man in a wheelchair
lesser than I?
His heart may hold treasures
that...

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Weightless, Penniless, Timeless Without Score

Death had spoken thus; I see you still deny,
Abides grim darkness in you, 'til bye the bye,
Weightless, penniless, timeless without score
Last...

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The sun awakes each early morn
Bright sky glows its colors adorn
Nothing but jeans tattered and torn
Miracle of life a child is born
	How come I wonder

Fly...

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Your love is real 
the love you feel.
Your love is great 
the love you make.
Your records are on fire 
its your desire.
Take me out tonight
and...

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If you should search for knowledge 
To answer the riddle of your self

All the books found on every library shelf
Might not relieve your puzzle a...

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As the dusk approaches, with a fusk grunt on his face,
He realizes he has to do what's right;
To save his people from the treacherous minotaur...

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My beginnings were ever so humble
To this day I wear others' rags
I'm bungled, fumbled and tumbled
My owner usually brags
Diamonds all shapes and sizes
Multicolored rainbows and...

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The World Unknown to me

Let me write of things I do not know
underneath the folds of nothing
beneath a fake moon's glow
I'll write about my pretend...

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We know knitters knit wool from skeins,
and when wet, us the wearer complains,
for our pullovers shrink,
and so this made me think,
why don't sheep ever shrink...

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