The word room

I stood in the room of heavenly flowers,

Leaves waving repetitively as they felt pressuring wind

I stood in the room of confusion,

I waited for something to hit me as i saw a question mark 

coming at me for my feelings 

I stood in the room of sunset,

Knowing the sunlight had faded as the sky became 

a shade of marigold.

In the room of rain,

Sunlight had appeared into the window

 and throughout the city.

I stood in the room of flower,

As I noticed pollen was flying everywhere,

like shimmering glitter.

I stood in the room of clocks,

I admired that this room is my last before i escape,

the time seemed to dissolve