Mystery Rhyme Poems

These Mystery Rhyme poems are examples of Rhyme poems about Mystery. These are the best examples of Rhyme Mystery poems written by international poets.

I don't know life at all, my friend -
the answer still blows in the wind. 
But I know the walrus is named Paul,
and autumn leaves

© David Crandall  

Born among stars, for a star, too, am I
A scion of the Earth and the star-filled sky
Helios, my name, called by ancient ones
Stardust clings as

© Ann Peck  

Time flies like a fiery peregrine
infinity takes its bronze sweetened time
seeing all with the opaque eye of the terrapin.

Time is a tambourine -it has little

© Anthony Biaanco  

I wrote a poem, but don't know what it means. 
Its mystery is what the reader gleans. 
Now, its meaning is infused,
unless the reader is

© David Crandall  

It's quite a vague choice for beauty
As no two are the same.
Over time society has dictated
The "norms" of life's game.

Sadly the result is insult 
Of

© Natasha L Scragg  

What is the mystery of hair?
Beauty that regales
Curls as song
Knots that bind,
Touches that long.
Blondes play in the sun,
Tempting amber shades,
Brunnetes brown and dark
Flirt with young

© Ranjit Iyer  

The windows have been shut for days
So I cannot begin
To comprehend exactly how
A fly has gotten in.

The A/C’s working overtime
To counteract the heat
And though we’ve

© Ilene Bauer  

In the city, there are benches
Placed where people might
Relax and take a load off,
Which is everybody’s right.

They’re either made of metal
Or old-fashioned painted wood,
Found in

© Ilene Bauer  

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Each in their box, we lay
The same inseparable us
Still many of miles away 
Voiceless and out of sight
Out of memories

© Gregory Colodub  

I see the light in you, a flame so clear,
Not loud or fierce, but ever near—
A hush within the storm of men,
That calls me back

© James Mclain  

Although our universe seems 
To be mostly wide open space, 
Is it actually an entity 
With a personality and face?  

All golden, 
All glowing,

© Clive Blake  

If all goes well
airlines will sell
seats by the pound
the less you weigh
the less you pay
to fly the world around
and yet
if a commercial Russian airliner jet
unfortunately
crashed

© Martin Howard Samuel  

He took a walk
to see the view.
They found a sock.
A rose, he threw.

Blue was the sky - 
the ocean, too.
He wondered why.
They found a shoe.

A

© David Crandall  

There’s someone that you want to kill,
but ride it out, avoid the rope?
You’d spare the chair in prisonville?
Then I am here to give you hope!

Number

© Michael Coy  

 I want my lips to speak for me
This kiss, a taste of what's to be
A prelude of a lover's play
To tell you more than

© Eileen Manassian