February 24, 2010 at 11:27 pm · Filed under Observations and tagged: cordieb, Desire, future, greed, happiness, joy, Love, obsession, riddle, sex, wanting
I’ve been very busy, but I wanted to take the time to repost the following riddle. Hope it nurtures your soul’s desire.
The following riddle was inspired by a dear friend and fellow blogger, Jodie who pens as Paisley , in her recent writing, entitled Life Shrinks and by fellow blogger and a man with much wisom, Mark (To Be Me), over at The Naked Soul in his recent article entitled, Take a Look at the Means to the End . Thanks for the inspiration friends!!!!
Come in, my love! Step into my parlor…
Allow me to paint you in technicolor…
My parlor is elegantly furnished in splendor fashion;
Whereas, I can transcend your deepest, passionate, passion
I will tantalize and dance with you throughout the night
All else will be placed on the back burner in my light
All goals will be reorganized for my sake
I may cause, love, happiness, jealousy, frustration, even heartbreak!
Most times until you capture me; or I you….
I will grow, I will infuse, I will magnify and brew
Yet sometimes as much as you crave my hot embrace
I simply dissipate from your thoughts–leave abruptly without a trace
And you shant even miss my crimson face…
It’s a funny thing that once I’m captured–once we converge
I’m reincarnated into another whimsical, soul stirring urge
Seems now you don’t find me as delightful as your mind imagined
Yet I’m still the same, wanting spirit that once pumped your adrenaline
As cold as Ice, as Hot as Fire……
(Guess who I am – click below)
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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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