Loss Riddle Poems

What am I?
 
I’m great fun and sometimes crazy,
Loud or soft with moods quite hazy,
Full of love, sorrow, unrequited loss,
One minute happy another sullen, cross.
I...

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Honestly I can only read a few and when 
I do my creative thinking flies right out 
the window from illness weight loss pills ...

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Most all have known me, a few know me well.
Ask people about me, here’s what they’d tell.
Sometimes when happy or sad I appear.
Here’s who I...

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There In Morning Sun, Hope Circled Enticing Dreams


From inside gaping jaws, golden honey slow drips
its taste as if bitter hell came with deadly judgment
life turned...

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Brick and mortar fortified
Question it another night
Bloodshot eyes
Urge to find the next step
To begin again
Simplicity
Edged razor caught in wire
Preserved in a web
Riddle me that?
Before seen...

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*Image of Paradox of a Mindfoolness.


Irreconcilable Paradox

The midnight sun casts about clear shadows amidst a
     twilight noon, 'tis yesterday.
The windy gale...

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Each year in the Christmas joy 
I long for my missing toy 
The man who had my heart and soul 
No longer lives inside my...

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Hoping against hope, I get me into making,
Molding matters patiently; lovingly shaking; 
Sand, cement, coarse aggregate mixed into mortar,  
Construct best of mansions, as...

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With Blades
I have drawn 
In my restless sleep
I linger in the past
Were my souls 
Dry husks of horrors
Are cast
Each one an image in time
The dead...

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In halls of idol wind
Ribbons of rain
Ribbons of pain
Ribbons of the insane
Flying down the avenues 
Hands clutching the wheel
Eyes blur as my mind swims…
of my...

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I’ve lived life for over half a century.
Experienced love and loss with equal mystery.

Known pain deep and real. I carry physical and mental scars and...

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Raising up an old book                    ...

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Sojourner to far-flung climes;
When you return,
Will you remember the evening songs
Chorused by chirping under the baobab tree?
Will you still remember the fame of the great...

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The old man stood;elbows resting on the old stone wall
Wistfully he gazed over the snow laden field,
Watching the sheep nibble on bales of hay,
He thought...

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THIRUKKURAL: Translation of Canto XXXVIII with notes and commentary

Canto XXXVIII of the Thirukkural on the topic of FATE which I give here in translation (by...

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