Terry Miller Poet Blank verse

The Unknown Room

I walked into a room and did not know it well
yet, feel I should, for I have been there many times,
not a liminal space, though sometimes this is so.
But this time, oddly, somewhere I should know and be.
Should I recognize those strange eyes that gape at us?
Some duty that I should as duty stares at me.
Yet I know them not, nor the paintings in the hall.
The not familiar couch where lovers once had lain,
its crimson redness gash against the dreary walls.
Was this with you, or in some other life I had?
Are you even here or I? Truth, I do not know.

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Paghunda Zahid August 2, 2025 at 11:41 AM Hey Terry, That's a brilliant write. I truly enjoyed reading it. Best wishes .. Terry Miller August 5, 2025 at 12:47 AM Thank you so much

Rowena Velasco July 27, 2025 at 7:53 PM I really like the mysterious vibe of this poem — that feeling of walking into a place that’s strangely familiar but also totally unknown. It’s like a glimpse into memories or dreams you can’t quite place. Very intriguing! Terry Miller July 28, 2025 at 8:44 AM I often come back to the subject of that liminal space between dreams and reality, thank you for your visit and kind words