IT'S OVER



IT'S OVER

[My New Year]


The days,

When worries kept me down, Watching Success as it passes by,

It's over.


The days,

When progress seemed to be animus towards me, when I was surrounded by hurdles,

It's over.


The days, 

When failure was known to be my closest neighbor, rendering all my effort futile,

It's over.


The days,

When my mind was intent on yielding gloomy notion,

It's over.


The days,

When I wander in darkness, refusing light as it came close to me,

It's over.


My years of worries is over 

My years of hitch is over.

My years of toiling is over.

And now I welcome...


My year of fruition.

My year of procurement.

My year of vanquishment.

My year of triumphant walk.


Poet: © Chukwunnabuikem Ugochukwu.

             31.12.21

WISHING YOU A ROBUST NEW YEAR


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