Ti küldtétek #28 - Poems on Emotions

Az alábbi feladat a 11.B osztály egyik csoportjának angolórai munkája Pénzeli Gabriella tanárnő ötlete alapján.

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HOPE

hope shifts its hue

it switches from green to blue

and as it does, you feel yourself

change too

it sounds like murmuring a secret

something that's soft and sacred

it tastes like cakes and pies

sweet but never mine

has the smell of mud and bushes

then the ashes

we all turn into

(BE)

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EUPHORIA

Euphoria is the color of light pink,

I feel it when I am with you, and see you,

It sounds just like your voice,

It tastes sweeter than honey,

Euphoria smells like flowers,
The scent that the light breeze carries.

(PP)

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NOTES ON EMPATHY

1)

Empathy is war,

War with your own goal, thus more.

When solace scorn, calls.

2)

Empathy of crows,

May one garner uncomposed.

If the light strikes high,

We can hear it on the course.

3)

The right it takes,

To make the soul ache,

Yet, we sand unopposed,

Like lilac in the dark blooms.

(GyB)

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STRESS

Red, I see red through the tears and crying

All the time the sirens sound I just feel like dying.

The constant tapping, nagging,

Stop, I am now begging.

My mouth just tastes sour,

I can feel the burning smell of a fire.

(PJ)

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LOVE

Love is the color red

Warning you to be aware

Not to forget that what you want

Is not always what you need

Love feels like the ocean

It can make you float

But if it comes to you in waves

You will drown in it.

It sounds like music

But when it's too loud

You can't hear anything else.

(MK)

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MELANCHOLY

melancholy weighs you down

like a cloudy sky

quite patter of raindrops

it's almost like when you cry
the world is tinted with dark hues of blue
they seep into your mind
this bittersweet taste of sadness
is all around
a pensive mood and sorrow
what a beautiful pair
the cruel scent of heartbreak
lingers in the air

(FV)