We have to use our senses in order to write this kind of poems. This type of poems follow a certain formula. The most common theme of this type of poems is Emotions. Each line should answer to each of the following questions: What colour is the emotion? What does it taste like? What does it smell like? What does it look like? What does it sound like? What does it feel like? The theme of our Sensory Poems is “Feelings”
HappinessWritten by Andreea Pavel
Hapiness is orange
It tastes like sweets under the Christmas tree
It smells like spring flowers on a green field
It looks like ice-cream with red cherries and vanilla topping
It sounds like the bird's song at dusk
It makes me feel like a butterfly with wide open wings.
LoveWritten by Elena Nelersa
Love is pink: perfect and endless just like a flower field.
It tastes like strawberry chewing gum.
It smells like an angelic fruitcake.
Love sounds like the cutest song on Earth.
And it feels like butterflies dancing in your stomach.
Because there's not a thing more perfect than to love and be loved.
HappinessWritten by Andrei Popa
Happiness is red :perfect like a rose from god
It tastes like a hot chocolate in a cold day
It smells like a field of roses in a sunny day
Happiness looks like the heaven : where all the souls rest in peace
It sounds like a nightingale:singing his life story
Happiness feels like the touch of your lovely mother in a sad day.
HopeWritten by Alina Cristea
Hope is white: pure like angels' wings and infinite as the sky.
It tastes like swiss chocolate on a stressful day
And it smells like lavender perfumes in a world full of dust and pain.
Hope looks like a shiny star, fallen on a broken chessboard; sharing its light and its strength.
It sounds like a divine phoenix murmuring a forgotten lullaby
And it feels like the sunrise after a long moonless night.
'Cause there's no victory without hope, there's no smile and no relief.
LonelinessWritten by Ioana Bejan
Loneliness is very grey,
It tastes like the sand of Sahara desert,
It smells like the sky before raining,
It looks like a tear falling on a poor kid’s cheek,
It sounds like the thunder threatening my confused mind,
Feels like you’re falling faster and faster to the flames of hell, with no one near you…
HopeWritten by Valentina Sociu
Hope is like pure white
It tastes like vanilla cream
and smells like an expensive perfume
It looks like a bright smile on a sad face
and it sounds like a lazy wave that breaks on the hot sand
Hope feels like a reason to love,smile and live.