Acquainted with the minutest details
Asking the deep but obscurest questions
Walking paradox each waking moment
Conundrums within constantly astir
Then I know we walk same mysterious ways
Hidden enigmas part if seas open
Waters from dead rocks when all hope is lost
Yet we walk, the light irresistible
Apart in time and space irrelevant
For the soul's immortal and eternal
Speaks the same words in the same awe and light
In language beyond words, speech without sound
"What's it all about?"
leaves in the wind wonder aloud;
fall mute, contemplate!
It's funny how the continuum
has become rule of thumb,
when the answer is right
in front of the nose
Cunning to call it a ‘conundrum’
and just move on numb…
The master is white,
in front of the foe…
And you're too tired to talk to me
I wish I had more to say to a faceless community but you're asleep next to me and I don't dare wake you. You work in the morning. It IS the morning. You've been busting *** while I sit happily on mine. How can I wake you to share these thoughts you need to hear? Sleep is my favourite comfort zone. I shan't take it away from you. Sleep blissfully my love.
A dragonfly glides-
Now, a sea of glittery wings;
Who has seen their nest?
Poetry to me, you put some
words on a piece of paper
then like a conundrum
you keep rearranging the
words until a poem Is
That how I write my poetry
If I get writer's block just do
the same write some words
or even just one
concentrate words or word
till something develops no
matter how long It
An Insite to how I write my poems a few words on a piece of paper keep rearranging
them like a conundrum till a poem Is born
I love silence.
It is a conundrum of esoterica.
It's name invokes sound,
But when silence exists,
It is louder than any other sound.
They say to talk about problems,
They also say silence speaks volumes.
And I can't help but agree.
Sitting in my room, waiting for my friend so we can watch anime.
He who hesitates is lost
Look before you leap?
© Pagan Paul (19/09/17)
I realise these are British proverbs, so some poets
may not have heard them before,
However, they do contradict each other.