21 days they say
Stop habits, memories
Begin a new you
But, I like the old me
21 days, and I quit at 14
My mental faculty tires
Really, retires, lays all arms
At the feet of killing love
21 days, and 7 days to go
My will caves
A volcano of the past
Swirls through my letting go
21 days, that I fail to muster
In a year, I keep choosing to draw breath
From the past
Even though life beckons like sunrise
21 days, yet I choose to sleep
Not wake, to the promise of better life
Better feels like yesterday
When love was cheap
21 days, and love, money cannot buy
It feels like love to hold on
But counsel repeatedly says otherwise
Words that heal hurt deep
21 days, and I hate it's pity
Who is that zombie
Me, alive with grace for a reason
But God has been cruel
21 days, He teaches lessons
That bind my soul to be complete in Him
But No! I liked how she completed me
Another lash, alas, the very burden that chains me
21 days, for a disciplined man
To choose discipline, to ban
Every appetite, to pan
The horizon like a new born
21 days, be a nun
Cut the umbilical cord
Sever the bond
Begin, in a new pond
Remember, even old love
enjoys new wine in old vessels
21 days, let's brew!
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Well expressed thoughts and feelings. An insightful creation from the heart. Thanks for sharing, Olisa.