I went fishing
For that elusive fish
The catch of a lifetime
Would it be on my dish?
Pity the drunk
Who steers a car
Who thinks a home run?
Is not too far!
Illusions about love
Traps us all
Last time I flaunt it
I'm prone to fall.
Who but a fool?
To fantasies
Make-belief results
Are casualties!
My two-minute poem
Slapstick stuff from my cuff
No thought or reason
Is it a diamond in the rough?
Who am I kidding?
Am I a fool?
Who thinks the world?
Is my tool?
Where am I heading
On this rogue road
I take you with me
I am but a toad.
Kiss me my prince
Wake me up from this nightmare
Am I Cinderella? I wince
She's not dead! My poem's fanfare!
My one-minute poem
Now almost done
To start again
I can't, I'm on the run.
You won the Power lotto
For your patience
You made it to the end
Congratulations!
Ha! I got you
Who is the fool?
For reading my poem…Oops!
Send me to civility school.
November 13,2012-
Copyright Leaking Pen 2012
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Put together with great imagination. Well done