Sorrow 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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This land of entitlement 
entertainment and enterprise 
lost burnt broken...despised 
skeletal structures reaching 
griping 
clutching 
scraping this infernal sky!

Arcane factories sit on horizons 
haunted like...

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Oh dear, oh my, 
You poor little magpie, 
1 for sorrow is what is said, 
And here you sit solo twitching your head,
For where is...

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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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Public protracts a meg night of sorrow.
My forebears' screaming intimidates me. 
I'm on high alert; catch my spirit growl.
Upheaval nations were met with fury. 

Whiners...

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Divinities of stone 
Humanity of bone
Legions march in time 
to glossy cracked clocks. 
Black Boots step to the metronome. 
Before them dark skies become…
Into it...

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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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On days like these.
I feel the need. 
When lovers roam.
Driven a part, I need these
Feel my hand the reason it bleeds
and most of all I...

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Each person I love
  owns a piece of my heart,
Is that why then,
  it is broken
In so many different places?

Is it vastly crumbled...

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Santa looks bleak in twenty twenty
Covid came alive to give plenty
Of grief throughout the year
Parting from Christmas cheer
Sure that quarantines will be many

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The elves were...

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Such Time, Images Cause Angels To Weep

In a room, an ancient table sat,
on it an open book
An open closet with coat and a hat,
a dream...

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I'm a prophet to some
and to others a freak
I make some men proud
and make other men weak
I have the power 
to drive most men insane
always...

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Angry Shots At The Bright Howling New Moon


He saw in himself, door into the dark.
An empty house with wicked black windows.
Such dreaded truth, he thought...

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Don't get out the Fiddle, there ain't no music for this Riddle..

There might be more, but I'm not sure, so just read
this one for a...

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