Mr. Riddle Poem by Bieze Josphat

Mr. Riddle



I wonder of your shortness
Yet my words can't
Circumlocute you.
I wonder of your puzzle
So resistant to the projectile
From my brain-muzzle.
You always disturb my wits
So i ran for solace
From my daily tweets.
You always seduce
Me but at the end
Of it all, you reduce
Me coz i can't unravel
Your challenge however
Far my mind travel.
So, i ask for a prize
Then the simplicity of
The answer leave me
With a big surprise.

Wednesday, August 6, 2014
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