Tunnel of success
Smallest of the middle light
Only one eye can light
Surrounded by questions of doubt
My faith the fuel of success
Tiniest like heart of a seed
Only my mind can seed
Enveloped by incertitude
My desire magnet of success
Strongest of emotions
Only my heart motions
Ambience-d by confusions
Path to success
Narrow you might be
I am bound to set you free
Though gravitated by doubt I will ski
Let this fermented breath from my long unclean mouth catch you The volcano from my hollow mountain that is my heart Strike you with charcoals of black stones Smash your brain and batter it into a loving piece A piece that will love wisdom And the spatters of the porridge fire fill your eye sockets…
It has never been a sport,Though claimed by many.Its divine conception of hearts,Freedom of expressing inner interests.It survives long distance,It thrives through lengthy times.It breaks the bonds of contention,Because two hearts are committed. It’s never a monotonic tune,Since it’s like wings in flight.Up and down it covers distance,Tiring to stop proves folly,Act of drying the…