Wish List…Dish List…

For years now, I believe that contentment is one of those things that we cannot eradicate in each and everyone’s life. It usually connotes negative ideas, but on the lighter side, it gives us rooms for hoping and striving for more, to aim for Success. And so with much exerted effort, let me express my own discontentment through this simple piece..

It was one of those rainy nights, after some hefty tasks

I stood chilling outside and patiently waited for the bus

I could hardly get one because of the mass

Scattered here, there, everywhere, even in the trash.

Then my mind wandered, I couldn’t help but smile

What if I have a genie, which could travel a mile

He would hold a lamp and rub it for a while

Afterwards he’d ask me, “Master, how do you find my style?”

I could wish for a red car to take me anywhere

Plus a big amount of cash to spend when I get there

Also some pretty clothing so fancy to wear

And a good deal of jewelries to hung on my girl’s ears.

I could go and visit all the places I want

No noise, no chaos, no crowd who’d rant

I could feel and smell the nature and the plants

Oh! How I wish! My genie, all these would grant!

But wait a minute, on a second thought

All these things are tangible, and are often sought

If I’ll work hard and try, all these will be bought

It’s more satisfying to think of the dreams I have wrought.

Dear genie, please take me away from the pretenders

I’d rather be mocked on my face than be with the backfighters

Put away the dullness and boredom altogether

As much as possible, make every moment livelier.

Deliver me from those people who lose hope easily

I don’t like to be with some whose knees are shaky

Stir me away from those hippies and easy-go-lucky

At least I don’t want to join them and be their groupie.

Poverty really does make us piteous

But I don’t really think it is a good excuse

For some of people to go bad and abuse

Or do some mischief and put their souls to misuse.

I’d rather sleep with peace than eat with dime

I know it’s not easy, there’s a long wait in line

In here I want to end now this poem of mine

I guess I should thank you all for the wasted time.

My apology if this poem lacks the bravura as of those great and enigmatic writers have written.. Alphonse Karr had point in saying that some people are always grumbling that roses have thorns.. maybe we should also try to see the beauty of having roses among those thorns..