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... ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, ..."The Riddle" ~