Loneliness is the color of a stand-alone shade, like black, grey or white. Loneliness smells like the damp air after a rain and tastes like a sandwich made only of bread. It looks like the last leaf on a tree at the end of Autumn. Loneliness feels like you are standing alone in a world filled with millions.
You write about sadness with such conviction. Line breaks are excused by the smooth flow on loneliness.
I think your teacher is quite right.. I've only 1 note to say: you describe ''petrichor'' in a 'non-descriptive' way.. ''Loneliness smells like the damp air after a rain'' but petrichor is usually a pleasant smell.. at least in the countryside.. ;) Cheers BTW.. I like 'loneliness'.. and I'm used to be alone.. but I'm not in my teens anymore.. :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem, a good read