In the land of ice,

It’s only me, hot.

Lot of thoughts,

Built in this heart.

Pots to be filled,

Most are spilled.

It’s all how u

Drill ur skill.

 Lands to mould

Without fertilizers & soldiers.

Tailor ur mind,

Failure will wind.

Success would give eyes to blind !

U in U

Confidence in heart,

Makes man smart.

It all starts the moment ur tort,

All the strains & pains,

Trains you.

Every spell may kill,

Never be mum, say sound.

Stay away from stray,

Be in ur way, never on others tray.

At  ur will, do well.

At the end, what u would find,

Is another u,

Wound within u !