My Vibrant World Poem by Claudia Krizay

When I locked the door to the world last night
Inside of my room is where I resided-
I painted a picture there within my thoughts, where
I somehow got lost amongst these vibrant colors-
The sky, being a deep shade of cerulean blue,
The grass there, emerald green reflecting the sunlight-
Tree trunks there are purple and nearly touching the sky,
Those magical trees adorned with leaves of dusty rose-
I believe I saw a white dove soar above the magenta mountaintops-
My room had become a globe that revolved about
A different sun at a different time,
Where I listen to voices speaking to me and to me, only-
Last night someone broke the lock that had kept me safe and
Took me away to another far away place-
A place where trees do not grow and I see no sky and no sun-
Floors are tiled and never green as the grass I had created
Inside the world of my imagination-
I still hear the voices echoing about the fortress of my mind,
Rudely interrupted by loudening and high pitched screaming-
I am waiting for a white dove to soar past me, as I would lie in peace
Beneath the shade of those leaves of dusty rose-
However, I am locked yet once more inside of some other world-
A world so dismal and so barren-
My eyes searching desperately for that sun shining brightly
Over magenta mountaintops-
Now as I close my eyes- I realize that white doves and skies of cerulean blue
Had never truly existed except within that place of my dreams and
Only inside the world of my dreams can I paint pictures with vibrant colors
Of far away places in which to dwell-
Nevertheless I can always be content and calm because if I wish to escape
The vast and frightening world outside,
I can just close my eyes and let my spirit on wings carry me far away from here-
Where the sun rising above magenta mountaintops has never appeared so magnificent,
Though only within the world of my fondest imagination-
I shall have been set free once more.