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The Riddle (Other) by lexxie100 Itâs that time of year again
The one I canât escape
My senses are all perfected
My mind, it wants to gape
No thoughts can comprehend
No heart can empathize
The emotions all chaotic
Though the world will see my guise
Maybe one day order
So my mind can return to me
But for now the ecstasy continues
Coaxing the sane to see
Normalicy determined to rule
In a world so diverse
Yearnings that can't be ignored
And an understanding poised as a curse
My sanctuary is safe now
The memories all preserved
Can you solve my riddle?
The knowledge will be well deserved
Up the ladder:
Precious Smile
Down the ladder:
The taste of something new.
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Posted: June 27, 2007 5:59 PM PDT; Last modified: June 27, 2007 5:59 PM PDTWeighted score: 4.8211956 Overall Rank: 10871 Comments:
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Skamper @ 202.6.129.165
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28-Jun-07/4:22 PM
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If there is a riddle here - I can't get it...Hidden messages in poems work the best when not even hinted at...I find the flow a bit messy too...but you got me curious???
sobriety anniversary, perhaps, but i do not think so. maybe a bout of mental illness, but minor, like seasonal defective disorder. or maybe just allergies.
anyhow, this could be more subtle in the way it is written and the rhyming is too forced, in my opinion. not all poetry needs to have an even meter and rhyme pattern; simple, effective groupings of words often convey a more powerful/clear message.
It's so hard to be clear; why would anyone try to be unclear.
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