This is a Riddle to warm up the spirit towards my fourth riddle for this month.
So the Like-Minds of; Eddie, Betty, Sucheta, Nishu, and so on, should not bring their A-game but to put on their glove to make a warm up, as they crack this riddle. Others are much invited please :).
Here we go:
NO ICE IN THE SNOWFLAKES:
I'm half seated on this couch
In the ivory room; staring at
The palm tree; dancing her branches
To the wind as I sit thru' the window
Words fails to crawl in my mind
To establish the thought
Which serenade my pen to action
As I sit to write; seize my thought
I tried the music play
I tried to sing slay
I even tried hum, to humour the words
And still to steel it seize to display
'Twas like dragging the desert sand
To fill in the ocean.
Should I cane the absence of my thought
Or tease it: to flow like waterfall!
In one word: the author's predicament described in this poem, "No Ice In The Snowflakes" is..........?
Good-luck and break a leg guys :).