Sadness
by Ihipera
Sadness is the colour dark blue.
It smells like a rubbish dump at the back of a seafood restaurant.
It tastes like bread that was bought two days ago.
It sounds like a broken tap that is in a dark basement.
It feels like you are sinking in quicksand.
Sadness is a dark black room.
Wow, Ihipera. Your poem spoke to me. The experience of sadness that you have described was really tangible. Great use of similes. Fantastic work, Ihipera.
ReplyDeleteWell done and thank you!
Mrs. Fiebiger