Maureen Carey


The Senses Of Sorrow - Poem by Maureen Carey

Sorrow is the texture of sandpaper, a gritty and abrasive substance as the sadness rubs against your broken heart, causing pain.

Sorrow sounds like the moan of the wind in a storm as it hits up against the windows, a most horrible and eerie sound.

Sorrow looks like a once beloved doll, that has faded from neglect, and is now crumpled over in a cobweb-strewn corner.

Sorrow smells like a wood-burning fire, a heavy and oppressive aroma.


Sorrow tastes like castor oil, bitter and harsh on the tongue.

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Based on an writing prompt I saw on Facebook.

Comments about The Senses Of Sorrow by Maureen Carey

  • Gold Star - 9,772 Points Khairul Ahsan (1/7/2014 9:42:00 PM)

    Nice poem. Liked the four dimensional senses of sorrow you have provided in the poem.
    Keep writing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2014

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 4, 2014


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