Sorrow

Sorrow is the sadness,

The empty, hollow heart,

It creeps inside your every thought,

And tears your mind apart.

It's in the every raindrop, 

That falls upon your head,

And when you think "It's nothing",

It fills your soul with dread.

It's when the sun is dimmer,

Then the day before the last,

But even as time goes on,

You're still back with the past.

So, hold on to what matters,

Before it slips away,

Because even when you think it's gone,

Inside, sorrow shall stay.

Author's Note

I was sitting on my steps thinking "What on Earth do I write?", so I tried a technique.
I asked my mom to give me a word to base a poem off of, or define the word in the poem, and she said "sorrow", so, here is the production of that.
Feedback is much accepted and really appreciated! (:

Reviews

[Dr. Wood ?]

Sometimes it helps tremendously to be given a subject by someone else...It sort of makes it a challenge....You did pretty well here, I think there was a syllable too many in the last verse...but that's ok...And you have written Then the day before the last...Should it not be THAN the day...? Pretty good stuff though

[Dotsoo]

Yes, I see what you're saying. Thanks for the feedback.

[zainul]

I am impressed by your talented work.
Considering the time for submitting an instant poem to us at the sitting posture with an assignment from your mom ,appears awesome.
Congrats!!!

[ShadowFaux]

Okay, first, mom should pick something happier but hey, whatever floats your boat o.o I like it and can't wait to read more poems or any stories you write. I know that feeling and I think you did a good job catching it.

[Tai Ryens]

In all honesty; I would suggest clearing the last stanza and fragmenting it away from the rest of the poem. That last stanza seemed a bit too . . . optimistic for a poem of sorrow. Then again, that bit of recommendation is coming from pessimistic ol' me. Nonetheless, I enjoyed it very much.

[Dotsoo]

* Nods * I enjoy the comment. Thank you.