Best Riddles Poems
Said the Chipmunk to the Hawk
Said scared, little, tail-striped chipmunk to red-tailed hawk,
“I am hidden over there where you will not find me.”
Said hawk in a swoop to another branch, “Jiggle that
tail again, so I’ll dive and sweep you off to heaven!”
Crouching as flat to the earth as she could be, chip-
munk said, “But I am already there where all points
of heaven reveal bliss...” which did perplex red-tail hawk,
who gawked up, then scanned all around for
some clue of heaven in this forest he knew he knew,
as she provoked, “You see?” But with his instincts
darting everywhere, hawk replied, “You lie! You
make riddles of my threat!” To which she flashed to
the opening of her tunnel, quick as light, calling,
“Heaven does contrive for good in life!” Hawk
affirmed a new place of some prey and turned.
Was he not made to hunt? Not for dramas like this?
Hawk bent over his feet, lifted his wings into flight
aimed at rustling leaves not far away. Hawk, while in
his flash, asked his forest, “Heaven, does it spread
as far as over there where I go?” Forest said, “No know,
no.” Hawk did not understand...In her tunnel, chip-
munk dropped two acorns from her cheeks to eat.
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(c) sally Young eslinger 2/2021
in the desolate
solitary hours
when fear trickles down my spine
time is my jailor
closing me behind its doors
isolating my heartbeats
distant from yours
drips following a storm
ping a pattern of rubies
upon my flesh
heat carved runes
tell of lovers set aside
long ago
riddles on the wind
answers unfound
my present twists
into a knotted conflagration
higher
hotter than before
voices from the past rise
and resonate:
‘your heart-pain
bleeds from your words
that love is the umbrella
under which these wounds fester
is that much worse
untangle your heart-threads
from their prison bars
the landscape of your life
must evolve
immerse yourself
and know freedom’
my quest begins now
Like moonlight on water, truth shimmers and bends,
Each question I grasp at immediately ends
In riddles more complex than those that came first—
Some thirsts remain burning, though water is cursed.
"If I drank, I'd die—if I didn't, I'd still die..."
These dilemmas remain as the years shuffle by.
I reach for you in crowded rooms, find only air,
The stars used to dance, now they simply stand there.
Some bonds are made where none expect,
No maps or lines are drawn.
Yet in the dark, some stars will shine,
And guide us ever on.
Time whispers, "If only there was more patience to spare."
Patience replies, "If only time hadn't left us so bare."
I've broken my pen, left my poems undone,
Turned away from clear paths, from the setting sun.
Yet even with knowledge incomplete,
With mysteries that linger and repeat,
I find strange comfort in these gaps between—
The art of not understanding everything I've seen.
For in the silence of what remains unknown,
Seeds of wonder have mysteriously grown.
Not every question needs an answer bright,
Some truths are better glimpsed in half-light.
So I'll embrace the puzzles life presents,
Find beauty in the unsolved arguments,
And walk this path of partial sight,
Holding close both darkness and the light.
riddles
in your head
hold like saddles
reins as you move ahead
puzzles
" Sci-Fi Bar Jokes & Riddles ... "
( 1 Tim. 1: 11)
(1.)
"Star Wars Bar ..."
A Jedi Knight and a Wookie, walk into a bar ...
The Jedi tells the bartender to keep the drinks coming.
Around dawn, when the Jedi is too drunk to think,
the bartender, then tells them both, its time to pay
their tab. Then the Jedi, turns to his buddy, the Wookie
and asks, "Do You Mind?"
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(2)
"Dune's Sand Bar ..."
On Arrakis, the desert planet known as Dune,
A Duke and a Baron, walks into a bar ...
Now, which one orders the biggest bottle of Mezcal?
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(3)
"The Matrix-Mixer Bar ..."
Neo and Morpheus, walk into a bar ...
On that night, every patron, gets their first drink free
Now, the selection is between two drink choices on
the list: They can choose either the 'Crimson Cocktail'
or the 'Blue Kamikaze' ... Which did Neo pick?
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(4)
"Stargate Symbol Bar ..."
Col. O'Neill and Teal'c, walk into the Stargate
and wine-up in a bar (he-he) ... in a world
very much like our own. While there, they
socialize with the locals, sample strange brews
and get very intoxicated. However, not to worry,
on this world, the bartender is used to visitors
who can't handle the native liquors ... So,
the bar has their own taxi, on standby
for such occasions. So he dials the cab.
But before the cabdriver comes, the taxi
has to be gased up. The question is:
"What gas station does he use?"
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(5)
"Barsoom/Mars' Whiskey Bar ..."
A Thern and a Thark, walk into a bar ...
They join John Carter, who was drinking Cutty Sark
and a Martini. Also there, is The Princess, who
sips on deja-blue water and a shot of Royal Crown.
The Thern, gives his order for a glass of Jameson & Gin
And the Thark, orders: Jim Bean and Jack Daniels
... and a Bourbon ... and a Beer
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(6)
"Star Trek's Hit The Deck"
As They Journey Into Darkness & Each Distant Star
Kirk & Spock Walks Into The Enterprize's Bar
And Tho' The Ship May Shake & Warp-Drive-Drop
Mr. Spock Keeps As Cool As A Glass of Ciroc
And Captain Kirk, Just Orders A Scotch On The Rocks
('Cause Scotty Takes Care of All The Enterprize's Stock)
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Poem/Jokes by: MoonBee
Riddles may be to some..
But those whom see
Truth and Love
Is within Thee...
For your words of Wisdom..
Behold such delight
Many may see...
Trueness insight..
Glorious Love to behold
Behinds His Scenes
Divine.. Living Water
Unfolds... Eternity
Come to Jesus
~~Inspired by touch of an Angels heart..
Smile Johnny~~ Love always yours; Grace
Even though Brothers and Sisters I have none
that man standing there is my Father's Son.
He is my savior, Jesus the man from Galilee
if your faith is strong, He will be easy to see.
What is it that gets wetter the more it dries
it could be anything that you see with eyes.
Evil lies, goodness dies, causing a thousand cries
starry eyed I look to the skies as the angel flies.
It goes in dry and comes out wet
the longer it stands the stronger it gets.
Water in the cup turns to tea, the bag steeps
hotter the better with sugar by the heaps.
What goes up a chimney down
but can't go down a chimney up.
It can be used as a prop for a clown
or to cover yourself or your pup.
Raining again, grab the umbrella
'cause this is the day I met my Cinderella.
A Father and a Son on a motor bike accident
the Father is taken to the West end hospital
and the Son is taken to the East end hospital.
The Doctor there goes to operate on the Son
until the Doctor says " I can't do it, it's my Son."
The E.R. is full with this, that and the other
Chief of Staff today is Dr. Mother.
The man that made it, never used it
and the man that used it, never seen it.
He made a system of raised dots, Louis Braille
so the man who lost his sight could stay on the trail.
The only thing that will constantly go up never to come down
it has never been in the sky or even under the ground.
While young birthdays are fun, but always adding more age
no one gets younger, clock never stops, we all turn the page.
The " Fraidy" bat flew high away
The "Fraidy"bat said he hated night more than day
I asked him why things were so,
He told me of the time he was molested by a moth named "Bo"
My ears were so violated by what I heard, I didn't know what to say
Am I just too blind?
For not seing the good intension of you?
Am I just too deaf?
For not hearing any good reason from you?
Am I just too numb?
For not sensing all the love that you shed?
I thought I just too dead to live within your world
No more words capable to solve
Enough fed by your conflicts and dramas
Understanding you cost the rest of my life
Or I cost the rest of my life to understand the love of you
We never really speak
We puzzled in our own existences
Knowing you is like walking in the dusty haze
Knowing me is like climbing on a thousand feet of sturdy wall
Talking about us
Talking about spot that never been fully
We lacked in our bond
But still... This is the undeniable life
From you I stand this day
Wether I should regret or be thanked
There will be no me without you
There will be no us beyond you
Rip currents of ridiculous riddles
wet the chops of ink and parchment;
A poet enjoys tea and berry jam-tarts,
her pen tremors ‘We’re all mad here.’
Wet the chops of ink and parchment,
visit the tempestuous Queen of Hearts;
Feed your mind, milk her rose garden;
A poet enjoys tea and berry jam-tarts
drifting off into a golden afternoon;
Teaspoons paddle a sea of nonsense;
Her pen tremors ‘We’re all mad here.
Stop the infected pocket watch!
To write you must live in the moment.’
A sword…cutting, flaying, slaying
A candy…sugary, tantalizing, pleasing
A song…edifying, mesmerizing, bewitching
A dream…promising, comforting, exciting
A kiss….longing, exploring, claiming
An embrace…soothing, groping, desiring
An act…submitting, dominating, gratifying
What am I?
WORDS
Words...A world, a heaven, a moment, an eternity,
A universe...
YOU!
Eileen Manassian Ghali
rhyming riddles / animal acrostics
Among the creatures serving God’s purpose
Wrought was I to wipe out the shade.
On a hot day, a vine sprung up high
Received blessing for being made.
Meanwhile I ate my lunch. Who am I?
An animal to ride, what is my name?
Noticed I an angel, standing still,
Avoided it three sep'rate times.
Seen not by my master until
Shrewdly I spoke of his crimes.
Lo, we’re strong beasts, we kept our mouths shut,
Ignored a tasty treat all night long.
Order from our King calls, “About-face!”
Now the jealous take their turn with the strong.
Starved, our mouths open, should we say grace?
Becoming skilled with these questions?
Experts, name the animals which
Attacked forty-two rude boys who
Repressed not their covetous itch?
Scorning a prophet, as kids will do.
Surely the most mentioned beast in God’s Word.
His own Son is called by our name
Except He wears our caretaker’s shoes.
Errors of mankind -- we bore the shame
Pardoned by our blood were all loyal Jews.
answer key: check the first letters of each lines in a stanza.
Figure the riddles ya gotta think to win, we stuck in the middle between the bones and the skin. Listen to the fiddle on the violin. Its a bitter sweet symphony in the cities of sin. Ever since infancy I been gettin it in, no need 4 sympathy its not that grim. When they catch a glimpse of me eyes be like..Ping!
Something ya never seen before on something ya couldn't even dream, what's more I'll do something that'll make mean look lawful, sex, lies and violence. Just plain awful. With this text I'll try to silence anyone with a jaw full. If ya wanna run! b4 ya walk.. Crawl fool. Anyone that took me for a tool can't be helpd by goin bak 2 skool. This isn't in the book and far from being cool. this is real serious and kinda cruel. That's tough love for ya and only has one rule.. Trust
I do this outta passion ain't to stay in fashion. Besides this is a timeless piece their computer systems crashin. I'm dashin wit the media wana travel like expedia, ya know im talkin freedom yea!? I hope to make a speedier sound, match the light. Get me?
Maybe then they'll see and give up the fight. Back to the rythem coz I gotta digest a flow. I ain't gotta get wit em, who the best. I guess I got to know. And so what about it! yeah I'm on the rooftops I'ma shout it bangin til the youth stops to witness where the doubt is.
In their own mind and its been implanted. Here I am tryin to unwind and it feels like I ranted. They say this ain't a crime, I'm just reminding that we slanted. Never to be equalled, pac knew! They planned it. From the begining we in the middle and its coming to an end.
Wasted
on intellect,
ripples of riddles break
on the analytical mind
dreaming.
The foundations of life,
The existence of the divine,
The why not, what’s and why’s,
For the creation of time,
For the answers sought out,
They shall never be found,
They’re what keep our minds wandering,
That’s why life’s so profound,
Just be real to yourself,
Try to live in the minute,
Take advantage of this life,
Respecting everything in it,
Do not dwell on the past,
Do not bother with ego,
Try not to ask yourself questions,
Like in death where do we go?
Just make plans for the future,
What’s your next step in life?
Is it time to grow older?
And settle down with a wife,
Should I have a few children?
Could I support them if so?
Would I make a good parent?
I’m confused, I don’t know,
Just let life take its’ course,
As it comes sail along,
Everything happens for a reason,
No matter how right or wrong!
Copyright © 2009 Zachary Jackson