Aug 2015
Happiness is the tide rising and falling.
Anger, a whistling kettle, boiling over.
Sadness is a withering flower, waiting for water.
Fear, a lion, roaring until it's conquered.
Hate is the moon, inconstant and fading.
Loneliness, a single raindrop falling towards the sea.
Jealousy is a parasite, eating away at you.
Confidence, a sunrise, for everyone to see.
Guilt is an upset child, begging for attention.
Emotions are the adjectives of life.
Anger, a whistling kettle, boiling over.
Sadness is a withering flower, waiting for water.
Fear, a lion, roaring until it's conquered.
Hate is the moon, inconstant and fading.
Loneliness, a single raindrop falling towards the sea.
Jealousy is a parasite, eating away at you.
Confidence, a sunrise, for everyone to see.
Guilt is an upset child, begging for attention.
Emotions are the adjectives of life.
The reason love is not grouped along with all of these emotions is the fact that I feel love cannot be compared to something of the earth. For love should be everlasting and it is thought to be perfect, but nothing in this world is.
