My favorite day
has no walls
doors of white
no shuttered windows
closed up tight
to stifle the cries
within
Crimson sunset
falls slowly
on the rippled sea
warm winds
bring back a part of me
I thought had died
within
Moonlight of glass
on a carpet of stars
soft silver hues
shadows hide and play
the soulful blues
within
within me
setting me
free
one of the very best by Suzzane;the title seeming familiar as synchronizing with the name of a holywood movie…however the poem oozes with a certain dreaminess that lurks in most of us but gets release either in a beautiful resort or more vividly with the help of such a poem – the choice is yours.
Lokesh, I thank you for such a wonderful comment!
” Room with a view ” , might unintentionally evoke amongst some readers, connotations of E.M.Forster’s novel; but Suzanne’s poem emanates a distinctive and clear narrative of its own. Still waters run deep in this work and the lines ” on the rippled sea warm winds bring back a part of me ” are particularly poignant.
Thank you Louis for appreciating and understanding my words so perfectly!
Lovely use of metaphors, Suzanne. Nice work.
lovely poem with beautiful imagery, kudos!