Submitted in response to Words Alive’s QuaranTEENS prompt, All the Feels
If rage were a color, it would be red
as red as lipstick.
If rage were a taste,
it would be just like spicy sauce.
If rage were a smell,
it would be as bad as sulfur.
If rage were tangible,
it would feel like breaking a keyboard.
If rage were a sound,
it would be as loud as me screaming.
Submitted in response to Words Alive’s QuaranTEENS prompt, All the Feels
If sadness were a color,
it would be blue, as blue as "Sadness" from the movie "Inside Out" .
If sadness were a taste,
it would be just like salt - like salty tears that pour down our cheeks when we cry.
If sadness were a smell,
it would be as moldy as an empty house, when no one is using it.
If sadness were tangible,
it would feel like an onion - we can cry when we cut it.
If sadness were a sound,
it would be as a baby crying as when he/she is in pain.
Submitted in response to Words Alive’s QuaranTEENS prompt, All the Feels
drawing also by the author, Allana
Euphoria
If euphoria were a color,
it would be orange
as orange as the heat of adrenaline surging strongly and quickly in a small and sensitive space.
If euphoria were a taste,
it would be just like sparkling wine that bubbles in a pleasant way and takes away the sense of a harsh reality and leaves us feeling lighter.
If euphoria were a smell,
it would be as citrusy as something acidic that gives us convenient chills.
If euphoria were tangible,
it would feel like a hot body coming into contact with cold water, causing relief and rapture.
If euphoria were a sound,
it would be as soft as the sound of the laughter we provoke in the people we love.