What Happened To The Room I Decorated Well? Comments

you have incorporated a life time into this poem.( Gradually the room became crowded, that happiness was the first to go. second we saw peace to run away.) excellent. (no space he left for me, now I am stranded on the road.) I love this poem.

Excellent write! liked it so very much............desire when enter our lives.... less space is left for other vital things..........it renders you homeless............Thanx.