Unsolvable Poems

To follow the law or comply with

To follow the law or comply with
Asks Mister Smith

Forwarding though the current 
Or drift

The flow is uncontrolled
The task is manifold

And distance within 
This our engine 
Appears both new and old

My only nemesis 
Placing an emphasis

On something we must understand 

Humanity fantasies
Trans and the extasies 

Deity rules should be banned 

As time you spend your day
In data flow
Don't be surprised to find yourself on deathly row 

As reading of the fiction 
Enriches your cognition
Invigorates the vision 
With adequaCY THOUGH

And differing the fiction 
And real facts of life 
Is really your own mission
And target of your strive

Where computing meets
Unsolvable for it 
My horse move greatly beats 
And thus get you Merit 

Distinction makes distinctive
And thus the difference
Who made wild life extensive
The flea adheres

Life of the parasites are for the parasites 
To choose a way to earn approve 

Remove the satellites

No Comment

don't talk,
you'll spoil it—
this version of me
I've been trying
to see as you—

don't say anything,
let's enjoy

our basic witch status,
excel in the practice
of angles— 
let's remain 
unsolvable 
assistants in the craft.

sleights of hand,
close-up magic, all of it— 
disappears
without 
audience
participation.

Who is God

God is one being and the all there is,
as one without a second, He is all.
For our mind it’s an unsolvable quiz,
until light of our true Self we recall,
invoking within our heart, a bliss squall.
God is the absolute, who lights all lights;
His vital breath is the touch that delights.

IN THE EBB AND FLOW OF LIFE

Conflict bears messages
to be discerned;
revelation lies in the spirit.
 
The soul is the gatekeeper
of the spirit; bear your soul
and let the spirit of love flow.
 
Forgiveness does not require
forgetfulness;
memory is the flowing river
of growth.
 
The sea of life is inundated
with waves of conflict—
flowing to shores of resolution
with frothing memories;
 
There is no unsolvable conflict
in the ebbing and flowing
of the seemingly tidal waves of life;
 
We may not always be
where we want to be—ought to be;
but we are never always
where we once were:-
 
Remember, it is the wisdom
of the spirit that gives
understanding and healing;
 
The soul is the gatekeeper
of the spirit; bear your soul
and let the spirit of love flow;


And when that flow froths awareness
of what is and what it is that should not be
It’s time to correct life’s frothing ebb and flow:-

humanity

A force tugged against the chest 
Paths unrevocably intertwined 
My heart exists beyond its cage 
and beyond this tiny lifetime
The law of universal graviton 
Gives no advice or information 
On how to cut the red string of fate 
On how to process a unrequited destiny 
On how love without the loss
Of a destiny pre decided 
Unsolvable and unwanted

Enigma

Jueju 10-8-24 
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Enigma

My baby has no grave
Slipping from my womb 
Upon a crimson wave
Too soon to feel your heartbeat

A son or a daughter
Your eyes blue or amber green
Your voice, a mystery
You - unsolvable puzzle – eternal enigma

Your laughter – never heard
Your smile unseen except by God
Unspoken your first words
Each birthday celebrated with angels

Yet, I believe you live, little saint,
Wrapped in Heaven’s embrace
Your first steps walked you into eternity
Where God revels in your perfect face

Repentance In Action

Pharisee Simon gave meals to Jesus, the Bible says.
Did he wash his feet? Did he give him a fraternal kiss?
All these a woman of the town did in her unfeigned ways
Did she long for freedom from her sins and eternal bliss?

Tears, like the floods of a monsoon, cascaded from her eyes.
With these, she washed the feet of Jesus; wiped them with her hair.
She poured alabaster on him, as though he were her prize.
With its scent, rose in Simon, unsolvable questionnaire.

Why doesn't he discern plums from bitter-guards? Simon thought.
Doesn't he differentiate good women from street girls?
From cynicism, Simon's mind to optimism, Jesus brought
From love, as per Jesus, forgiveness, like blossoms, unfurls

The woman left, like a new-born, sins forgiven, grace-filled.
At the all-holding nature of Jesus, each one was thrilled.

Life Transcending Death

    Life Transcending Death

        Newborn struggles for existence on survival of fittest.
        Leading life with associates on love, happiness, sorrow.
        Lamenting on loss of dear ones ending in obituary.

          Life to love, care, share, 
         bear, enjoy in glory, grace,
         glare transcending death.

      Is there any identity of soul ?
     But I believe in reincarnation.
     Life plays a mystic miraculous role.
     Is there any identity of soul ?
     Yet this faith is really last console.
     Though this thought ! Unsolvable equation.
     Is there any identity of soul soul ?
     But I believe in reincarnation.

I Walk Alone

Streetwalking should be a solitary affair.
Night slips through unseen cracks,
bends the scant light
into dark-eyed windows.

A gangster is in my head,
a punk, scaling my smooth skull
seeking out weak spots,
those eggshell parts
where just a light knock
will shatter years
of confidential confidences.

I'm hatless, I should have a hat.
The sky drips like a leaky faucet.

Got to shove my head inside a collar,
reach inside a thin coat, 
pull out a neatly packaged,
plastic poncho
recently bought from a Dollar Store.

Time to confront
an unsolvable situation.
Time to listen keenly
 for the sound of a tiny piton
tap-tap, tapping.

In a Fix

we may be somewhat immune
to the seeming randomness of fate
but near and dear ones opine otherwise
so do their emotes cause our heart to agitate

if we remain nonchalant which in truth we are
indifferent is deemed to be our attitude
whilst if we pretend to collaborate
it’s but an insincere platitude

such are unsolvable dilemmas we face every day
who’s the wise guy who said earth life is mere play

Here's To That Invincible Bunch

In the U S March is Women's History Month, and tomorrow, March 8, is International Women's Day. So, ladies everywhere, this piece is for you. Salud!

You are woman, so defined,
You are perfectly designed,
Every aspect of your being makes you who you are.
You meet the challenges you face
With intelligence and grace,
Because of you the human race has come so far.

You have measure, you have worth,
And your purpose here on Earth
Is to show the world war's not the only way.
You may question, you may doubt,
But you bring good things about,
And do it all without a rancorous display.

Man is creation at its worst,
Why you were not invented first
Is a mystery, unsolvable, it's true.
Though chauvinists may sneer and scoff,
We might be so much better off
If the running of the world were up to you.
We'll never understand God's plan,
So from one less-than-perfect man,
To all you women,
Thanks for all the things you do.

Numbers

The stars both numb and inspire,
awe either enraptures or terrifies.
The word ‘infinite’ becomes a conjectural sum
to be defined by pundits in bow ties
and star-crazed, white coated messiahs.

Tilt your head back on a cloudless night
feel the cold mathematical anesthesia
of the infinitesimal, not anything fathomable,
not even a reckoning in an unsolvable puzzle;
a nonplus that breeds only more numbers
until like a train calculations runs out of rails
to travel upon.

Each mental abacus
must be pre-set for incomprehension
and that beyond the tyranny of numbers
we can, in the end, count only ourselves in
and that is by no-means certain.

The Unsolvable Riddle

15 July 2021 5:43 pm

An unsolvable riddle thought up long ago
By whom it was thought nobody knows

Why it was thought has been debated for years
It has been disected by skeptics and subjected to jeers

Scholars and philosophers regail it as transendant
Preachers and teachers regard it with repentance

Wars were fought between those who think they know
But none have an explaination to show

So what is this riddle that has caused so much strife?
It is the eternal riddle called life.

Why

Life is such a mystery, 
Why are we here?
Life can bring misery,
or much happiness.

I am but a mere pebble,
in the vast universe.
Sometimes I am a rebel, 
with no direction at all.

Father time has ticked by.
Girl in the mirror isn't me
As I stare I wonder why,
have I been a victim of time.

I behold a stranger's eyes 
looking back at me, I am 
still taken aback and I sigh.
The puzzle pieces don’t fit.

Life’s an enigma;unsolvable 
too many unknown answers.
Why can’t it just be solvable,
its clues are likened to riddles.

Am I just a puppet on a string?
If so, who is the puppeteer?
All of life’s uncertainties stings.
One just gets numb to the pain.



Alexis Y.
03/29/2021

Rubik Cube

rubik cube close by
unsolvable small puzzle
several years pass

thoughts turn to easy
solution~give up~ discard
divorce never right?

maybe a smooth round
one that would glide easier
marriage counseling?  

Written: January 11, 2021
Looked up this form. I hope it is correct..

1rubik cube close by 5
2unsolvable small puzzle 7
3several years pass 5
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5thoughts turn to easy 5
6solution~give up~ discard 7
7divorce never right? 5
8maybe a smooth round 5
9one that would glide easier 7
10marriage counseling? 5

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