Wanting,always
wanting something more
and more of what
i don't have, imagining that
it will make my
life more enjoyable than
it supposedly is.
After getting
what i have always
wanted, i'm still not
happy, and then i
want something different,
strange, and i think
it will make my
life more pleasurable
than it hypothetically is.
Even after getting
those things i'm still
not satisfied, i want something
exciting, new and me, and
i think that it will make my
life more fun than
it believably is.
Dark, its all
i see now, how stupid i
was to not see
what was right in front
of me? My life was
perfect, it was enjoyable,
pleasuable and fun, and i
wasted my life on
three wishes, for something
more, for something
different, and for something
exciting new and me,
when i should have
just asked for
nothing, because happiness
isn't something you achive
in life, its something
that you do.
A contest entry
- happiness isn't an achievement by Venugopal.
1750 points, ended September 19, 15 entries
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Comments
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You have well-expressed your views in this write.
Please check the line limit requirements for this contest.
Thanks for your entry.


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wonderful poem. you exceeded line limit. Prune it to 10. All the best i the contest




