Hate is dark red,
The taste of deep loneliness,
The smell of anger,
I just can't open my eyes to what I have created,
I hear the whispers of those I have hated, broken and left feeling what I feel,
I am trapped in the cage of the souls I have hurt.
Envy is green
Tastes like sour lime and dreadful broccoli,
The scent of waste and pollution,
A display of darkness, all over your body,
Searching for desperate needs and desires,
Disappointment with sharp thorns, prickling your heart with dismay!
Watch this space - more to come ........