I am something people love or hate. I change peoples appearances and thoughts. If a person takes care of themself I will go up even higher. To some people I will fool them. To others I am a mystery. Some people might want to try and hide me but I will show. No matter how hard people try I will NEVER go down. What am I?

I hold important people.

I sometimes have more than two eyes.

I hold different buildings.

I have the means to take care of things.

I have come with change.

I have numbers both short and long.

I have been taken to task without fanfare or song.

I have been around thousands of years.

I ask: what am I?

that point of standing

with its sweet sometimes

sickly underhand smell

yes its existence

is dubious,

ephemeral

at best...

fleeting belief of how

good it would feel to

finally declare we've

reached that pinnacle

of empty space that

will be our very

Mount Everest.

Flag posts our society

for us typically sets

though all too often

we false start into a

sprint or distance

not waiting for

its definition...!

What it means to you?

at any given moment

as young or old

personally set...

...ask and await

the humming

of crickets...

#Riddle #Challenge

Challenge Excepted. There can only be one riddle master and that's Reaper! Try this one.

See me fall, and tear asunder.

Spy my pictures standing tall.

Hear my song and start to wonder.

Pray I answer when you call.

What am I?

The goblin had me in a tight spot.

“I haven´t had a human in two hundred years. You are going to be a feast.”

This was not helping, I was cornered and he knew it. Stupidest riddle ever, and I couldn´t think of anything. “An article of clothing, where one is not better than the other.” That didn´t even make sense. Is it a plural or a singular? In a minute or so, I was about to get eaten and there was no help coming. I couldn´t call a friend, or ask the audience. The goblin was now filing his teeth.

“Give up?”

Hell no. I thought about running, but they say you can´t outrun a goblin. Maybe I could throw a rock at him or something? Nope, those damn magical creatures are just too fast.

“I think I´ll start with your throat. A nice, juicy start for a meal.”

This made me really uncomfortable. I loosened my tie, and… got it. I smiled at him, and delivered the answer. You should have seen the look on that goblin´s face.

Get it?

Will Willie wedge the window with the white wooden window wedge? Or, will Willie wedge the window with the white rubber window wedge? Why worry with which window wedge Willie wedges the window whether it be the white wooden window wedge or the white rubber window wedge, Willie will wedge the window right?