Open Poetry #41 |
The Riddle |
xrobxscottx Junior Member
since 2008-01-15
Posts 31United States |
Suspense The thrill The bump The chill The carnage The cancer The cold blooded answer The constant pounding Upon my door The constant sounding Forever more Cloudy intro Opposite out I throw myself into you With a scream and a shout You cascade down from the heavens To adorn me with shades darker than my few You put out the flames that spiral in dark sevens That stay alive because he blew One simple color defines you One simple monotone Add a shade opposite the hue And for sure emits you a moan Say you to what am he? Say it, Say it, Will you to me? ------------------------------------ So, it's a poetic riddle. I thought I would post it here and see if anyone can figure out what it is that I was talking about. Have fun! "Love is attained not merely through the sight, touch, or any of the senses; but through time." |
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xrobxscottx Junior Member
since 2008-01-15
Posts 31United States |
haha, no one wants to try and guess? :P "Love is attained not merely through the sight, touch, or any of the senses; but through time." |
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