They gave me 20 days to live
On day 1 I was too shocked to feel
On day 2 I argued with the doctors
On day 3 my mate and I sobbed in each others arms
On days 4 through 11 I accepted the endless condolences
On day 12 I refused all visitors to brood
On day 13 I felt death creeping slowly into my soul
On day 14 I felt my body following the will of my soul
On day 15 I let my mate visit again
On day 16 we made passionate love to the disapproving frowns of the doctors
On day 17 I allowed all visitors back
On day 18 I fell into a desperate rage and chased all out but my mate
On day 19 deep fear entered into my soul... I wasn't ready to die
On day 20 I accepted my fate and went to bed at peace
On day 21 I woke to the realization that we were all fools and walked out of the hospital arm in arm with my mate
Whew, what a strong poem!
ReplyDelete*chuckle*
ReplyDeleteThank you very much, I don't hold back in my work.
lovely piece...
ReplyDeletelove the perspective.
here is mine:
http://jingleyanqiu.wordpress.com/2010/10/02/love-has-wings/
Wow, so glad there was a happy ending! Well done.
ReplyDeleteNice...this was like Kübler-Ross's stages of grief but with a kick-ass ending...enjoyable read indeed. (^_^)
ReplyDeleteJingle: Thank you, I will read your work shortly.
ReplyDeleteSherry: I adore happy endings, there are not enough of them in life.
Dasun: I love writing unexpected and/or unusual endings. I'm glad you enjoyed.