Day 5 of NaPoWriMo.
My poem
Made my own riddle poem.
Riddle
You always look around for me Though I'm invisible Once found, you then connect to me Until you're miserable
Answer: Wi-Fi
Featured poem
Another poem by the G.O.A.T.
This World is not Conclusion
by Emily Dickinson
This World is not Conclusion. A Species stands beyond – Invisible, as Music – But positive, as Sound – It beckons, and it baffles – Philosophy – don’t know – And through a Riddle, at the last – Sagacity, must go – To guess it, puzzles scholars – To gain it, Men have borne Contempt of Generations And Crucifixion, shown – Faith slips – and laughs, and rallies – Blushes, if any see – Plucks at a twig of Evidence – And asks a Vane, the way – Much Gesture, from the Pulpit – Strong Hallelujahs roll – Narcotics cannot still the Tooth That nibbles at the soul –