Treasure Island

The Wanderer


Success


Success
What is success?
Is it a good job?
Is it a lot of money?
Is it a high ranking social status?
Is it a happy family?
Is it good looks?
Is it popularity?
Or perhaps is it even a ticket to heaven?
Or hell?
What about eternal life one earth?
Today in society's commen sense and point of view
Money, Power, Fame
That is success
They stamp it into your head and create the thought
SUCCESS
Yes a wonderful yet mysterious word
As for me
That is not success to me
Success is HAPPINNESS
That is success to me
Yes
Success

Submitted: Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Edited: Wednesday, May 25, 2011

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  • Indira Renganathan (8/11/2009 12:33:00 AM)

    So you need to give a questionnaire first before you conclude it is happiness...happiness is what you get out of money, power, fame too..I say success is achieving a peaceful life...good poem (Report) Reply

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