Success Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

What is success?
Ask myself I,
Is it like those stars,
Appearing close like a mirage but not nearby?

Success like love can't exactly be defined,
It perhaps is that sigh of relief,
After accomplishing something grand,
As did fleetingly happen to Santiago lessening his grief.

As the axe of luminosity cuts the darkness,
And the torchbearers like the saints pave ways,
The same goes true with success,
What the honest heart says.

Though the feeling like a thunder is momentary,
But keeps flowing as blood the legacy of success,
Injecting into others' minds microbes friendly,
Which boost them up to kiss the heavens.

Success is feeling proud of the magnificent works,
So sweet like honey,
It's at times being the muse and icon before others,
Yet the meaning does vary; it's not connected with money.