BLACK POEMS

We have been writing poems related to colour. First, we needed to think about the different colours and what they could mean.  We used our senses to examine the colour more deeply.

We decided to work on the colour BLACK first. Check out some of the awesome writing we have done. 

BLACK POEM

Black is the feeling of the Grim Reaper coming for your precious soul.

Black is the void when you die & feel nothing but darkness.

Black is an old movie in black & white.

Black is space & you’re floating into a black hole.

Black is when you're using the darkest paint in the world.

Black is the lead of a pencil that's gonna break.

Black is a harmonica spreading bad tunes.

Black is the ashes of your loved ones.

Black is a villain's favourite colour.

Black is mandatory for shoes in strict schools.

BY BESLIN

BLACK

Black is the feeling of the endless abyss of my soul.

Black is the sight of an empty room with the lights

switched off.

Black is the sound of thundering footsteps in the

dead of night.

Black is the stench of a graveyard full of

decomposing, unburied corpses. 

Black is the horrendous taste of pillars of rotting meat on a slimy counter

By Tate

BLACK

Black feels like fear taking over your mind while tears run down

your face.

Black looks like your dark room in the middle of the night.

Black sounds like evil laughter from a witch on Halloween.

Black tastes like a burnt piece of toast on a stormy day.

Black smells like smoke sprinting out of the fireplace in a room

of nothing

Black is the colour of the monster that haunts you every night.

Black is death devouring your life and your loved ones.

Black is your dead soul under a rock.

Black is the inside of a rotten coconut.

Black is a rose withering to death.

By Ellena and Adelaide

Black is the colour that covers everything. 

black is the sound of your evil sister's laughter.

black is like the darkness of the cold night. 

Black is the sound of whistling wind blowing through your hair.. 

Black is the centre of a misty forest

Black is the sound of death. 

black is the colour of your deep dark room in the middle of the night. 

Black feels like your tears run down your face

Black sounds like the thundering footsteps of your mum coming towards

you when you're in trouble.

By Ariel

Black

Black, the feeling of burning to the inside out,

the smell of the eternal fire of all your guilt at once.

It looks like the void in your heart.

The sound of a  long silence followed by a single drop

of water.

It tastes like the bitter soul of someone who has

never loved.

by Lola and Adah 

Black feels the same as being in a terrible abyss.

Black is the sound of a falling skyscraper.

Black tastes like overheated rotten eggs.

Black looks like something Unusual, unseeable

with the naked eye.

Black soars through the day without anyone

noticing.

Black has a fixed mindset.

Black never escapes you.

Black likes to find the path to disintegrate

your soul.

By Massi