I Wish I Was You
I am Layla.
I am the Queen's Loyal Slave.
I see her beauty
I smell her clean linen clothes.
I hear the Pharaoh tell her how beautiful she is.
I taste the sweat from my face created by my wool wig
I touch a reflection of her in the mirror
She is who I want to be
Does she know that I even exist?
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i thought that this was a much easier way to put together a poem
I see my people working as hard as they can!
I smell black bricks everywhere
I can hear loud noises because the bricks keep falling on the ground from their hands
I taste bricks
I touch the hard......?
I see my friends having fun playing with me
I smell the freshness of flowers around us
I hear us laughing and having fun
I taste the freshness in the air(ITS FANTASTIC)
I touch the hands .....?
I see someone with a smile
I smell life.
I hear laughter.
I taste sweets.
I touch happiness.
A.K.
I THINK THAT THE SENSES POEM WAS MUCH EASIER THAN THE OTHER KIND OF POEM.THE OTHER KIND WAS MUCH COMPLICATED FOR ME(BUT I DONT KNOW ABOUT OTHER'S)THEY MIGHT PREFER SOMETHING ELSE!
A.H
this is the poem i said in the assembely
I am zeus.
I am the cheif god.
i sense happiness
I taste suger in the air
i hear explosions
i see the olympic games falling apart due to a fire.
i feel soroy in my heart.
i touch the dead bodies of my people.
I am the almighty zeus
I smell the freshness of the early morning.
I see the water wavs going side to side from the rice paddies.
I smell the wild flowers around me.
I hear the waves of the water .
I taste the freshness of the water.
i touch the coldness of the flooded rice paddies.
i am amelia
i am a poor plain young girl in rome
i see the beauty of her eyes
i smell her walking closer and closer to me
i hear her beautiful voice singing to me
i taste the sweetness of only her
i touch her silky human hair
[not a wig]
i feel her saying
"oh amelia, i wish you were as beautiful as me"
why am i not like her?
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