Moments
Ask the whimsical bard:
Why then make easy hard?
Paradox gripes the bard,
Yes we know that life's hard.
We craft fine riddles here:
Prize puzzle that muzzles;
Paradox dangles clear,
Quirky jigsaw puzzle.
Can sorrow find deep sleep?
Joy watches as we weep;
Grief clusters ever deep,
Zoom into final sleep.
Zest knows fest brews fine jest:
Seek to live your fond fit;
Adjust your vocal quest,
Match paradox with wit.
Know that which you now know:
Mad and bad, sad and glad;
All in due time will show,
Glad and sad, bad and mad.
Feel the windy breeze sneeze:
Why this fickle fancy?
Dance dizzy dreamy squeeze,
Sketch paradox easy.
Leon Enriquez
05 October 2017
Singapore
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