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Distant Lover ~Sketched by CordieB.
This riddle was inspired by a recent post by Mare Cromwell. Check out Mare’s writing…quite enlightening! 
Spiritual Riddle – My Distant Lover
This nostalgic lover has left me…oh, so many times…
Through much laughter and tears… many riddles and rhymes…
Though often I’ve tried mighty hard to hold on to him tight—
Always he departed before the glow of moon light
At times when he left, I felt greatly relieved…
Other times I’ve longed for him; passionately I grieved
Whether I choose to remember or opt to forget
The times we’ve shared, there’s no need for regret…
Each time he leaves, he’s never, ever the same…
Some nights leaving with joy…other nights filled with pain…
~~A gift of pure sunshine…a blanket of rain~~
And each time he vanquishes into mystic descent
He hands me a most cherished Present…
Though I can never hold onto him past the brink of dawn
Forever he leaves me with the will to move on…
I feel the breath of his whisper – yet he starves me of touch
Knowing our destiny has already been written as such….
Vanishing into the mist, leaving me with a new day!
Whilst I love, whilst I live!
Whilst I lust, whilst I pray!
He is ever so close–yet so far away…
Who is He… ? (Click below for riddle answer)
January 30, 2009 at 5:04 pm · Filed under Mental Stress, Observations, Original Stuff, Poetry, Riddles, Spiritual Riddles, Spirituality and tagged: cordieb, darkness, life, Love, lover, memories, obsession, phantom, poem, Poetry, shadow, Spirituality, sunday scribblings
Photo Courtesy of Penny LamKK’s under a Creative Commons Licence
The following riddle was written in response to Sunday Scribblings poetry prompt #147, "Phantoms and Shadows "
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Obsessed, like a willowed Shadow . . .
Transparent, dark… illusive
Hovering over me throughout life
In the background, non obtrusive
Though I may try to escape beloved Shadow
He’s forever in my presence
Lucid, mirrored images of my being
Escape him. Never! He’s embedded in my essence
Phantom admirer, he is; cleverly turning every corner
As I hurriedly pace the streets of life,
In a vain attempt to evade his woe
Shadow follows with relentless, determined rife
Shadow remains dimmed in my mist…always at my heels
I make an abrupt turn onto a sunny, well lit block
He continues his quest; forever to my avail
As I glance back . . . our eyes meet in a passionate lock…
Darkness falls upon the horizon. Alas, I lay to rest. . .
Shadow dissipates, in an attempt to not be seen
But in the obsessive nature of his love
Shadow follows me into my dreams…..
Who is Shadow? (click below for riddle answer)
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