My Dream

This was written on a particularly miserable day at school years ago. Can you tell?

When I sleep, I dream of red and yellow, blue and green, 
Of fire, water, earth and air, in every colour scheme, 
Of break-neck speeds and death-defying, shocking, childish games, 
Of excess, feasts, blood and battle, wearing the lion's manes. 
Free we are from fears and morals all across the land, 
When I wake up, I'm back to mild gusts of dust and sand… 

Back to cold grey classrooms 
With cold grey teachers, 
With cold grey text books 
And cold grey weather. 

Droning cold grey facts 
And cold grey rules. 
About cold grey laws 
And cold grey morals. 

No wonder easy fame is every "air-head" school-girl's dream, 
When all they see ahead of them is a cold grey colour scheme.

Reviews

[Lady Of The Wolves]

This is awesome! Our dreams are so much more colourful than reality =P

[_Hanabi_]

Dear RubixKube,
This is a really nice piece,

You definitely have a gift for writing

~Ninja--I am ~