Friday, December 28, 2007

Pleasure is...

Any Hunk can woo a babe,
Pleasure is to dream doing it when you look ordinary.

Any Filthy Rich can own a Merc,
Pleasure is to dream of it while you walk under burning sun in your worn out jeans, in torn foot wear with an empty wallet.

Any Genius can become successful,
Pleasure is to do it with your average intelligence.

Any one can use and admire natural gifts of fortune
Pleasure is to create that, which does not exist and leave a legacy...

The Happy Prince.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

pleasure is to read a poem as meaningful as this one and dreaming that one that someday would post this same comment reading your own poem on yuor blog!!!
in short....good job...less complicated

Anonymous said...

Nice, but.. Does that come from frustration?