NaPM April 11 2013

[justcloudy]

One more...

Pretty boxes with no lids,
delicate treasures inside.
The treasures ever multiply
can you get it right?
No one place they stay,
in the surge they sway.
Some lie in our closets,
secured in a pouch.
Some head to the tunnel,
which starts with the pout.

pearls?

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Disclaimer: I have a long-standing and rather unreasonable hatred of riddles... so forgive me if mine is easy.

First I’m avocado hard avocado= green, unripe avocados are hard
heavy and firm in your hands.
I become translucent white,
shortly I’m brittle and bland.
Crimson explodes with crystals sugar crystals, was trying to be obtuse
soft but hard and white and sweet; watermelon (crimson) is soft, melts in your mouth, but sugar crystals are hard and white
inside I harbor younglings
my dark progeny to be.
I arrive during long days
I depart inside your ways.

Pomegranate

I warned you... riddles aren't my thing. ;p