Black and White Dreaming

30/09/2020 –  Poem a Day Compilation



Sometimes I dream in black and white,

Stripped of all its colour and its hue,

Just shades of grey and nothing more,

A dull and dreary view.



I see a rose that should be red

But is instead a washed out grey;

I yearn for its vibrancy

But it’s not for me today.



I pass by a field of corn

But no yellow can I see

As if the world has been drained

Of all the colours that there be.



The rainbow is an imitation

Of its brilliant best;

Not even muted tones shine through,

No technicolour vest.



Though they are not permanent,

They still haunt me when I wake;

And I wish to be rid of them

With every breath I take.