Discernible discreet Doha

For years,
I was brought up on a staple diet of boredom and routine.
I fled the deserts of time and am at the spiritual oasis-Doha.
I see things in perspective. I eat a wholesome mindful of rich experience
and stretch my cranial muscles, now.
I oil the rusted cogs of my cerebral machine; I put them to good use, now.
My mind, obese with years of subcutaneous nothings, goes for a jog, now.
The desert sands of Doha have done me great good-
Washed away dunes of baneful monotony deposited on me.
I feel fulfilled, I talk to myself,My loneliness educates me, keeps me going