Daniel Bates

Superficial - Poem by Daniel Bates

What do you want?
What do I want?

Fame, money, riches and glamour,
Excitement, youthfulness, admiration and follower,
A life, more lived, full of events and 'hits'?
A night with a great pair of tits,
A position to be a lender rather than a borrower.
Or just people that loves you to bits?

We want fortune, wisdom, health and wellbeing,
Money, clothes and a mansion like the queens'.
Or a car as fast as a comet,
With a v8 under the bonnet,
Or just to be decent human beings?
Or just a stone with a treasured ode upon it?

In the end my friends, we die alone
And take nothing away with us,
So want is want,
And must is must,
Take what you will from life, as soon enough you will be dust.

I take no pleasure, and take much pain,
That selfishness is my domain,
Because my goal in life, at journeys end,
Is to have at least a tear to lend.
Be at my grave at journeys past,
Please be with me upon my last.

Topic(s) of this poem: death, fame, fortune, funny, life, sad, selfish

Form: Free Verse

Comments about Superficial by Daniel Bates

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (1/19/2016 4:50:00 PM)

    We want fortune, wisdom, health and wellbeing, . Very wonderful drafting shared on with wise mind.10 (Report) Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
Read all 1 comments »

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 19, 2016

[Report Error]