Golden Gloss: A Heart Of Gold Revealed by Munirah Abdulhamid


A glimmer of gold in the dunes' vast expanse appeared.
As I searched, the sands shifted, revealing a path unclear.
With every step, and each passing moment,
thoughtful reflection leads the way.
Upon delving deep, I unearthed a treasure bright,
and then I examined the price, to see if it gleamed with hidden worth.
And so I discovered it was merely glitter in sight.
A lesson learned, I realized with conviction true:
not all that glitters is gold, and glitter can deceive anew.

As I ventured, forlorn, into the desert's endless space,
in search of ancient gold, a treasure to adorn,
Sorrow's velvet cloak enveloped me in its gentle grasp.
I lamented, a melancholy heart, both day and starry dawn.
My spirit worn, like a tapestry, with threads of pain and age.
Inspired by spiritual grounding and joyful expectation,
I had eagerly awaited the chance to behold my treasured gold,
to gaze upon the radiant jewel, and feast my eyes on the wondrous fortune to hold.
To revel in its splendor, and bask in the glory of its precious worth,
and cherish every moment of this long-awaited, sweet rebirth.

Long I wandered, a heart forlorn and true,
seeking a love that would forever shine through.
A responsible heart, a soulmate divine,
to entwine with mine, a love of a lifetime to design.
With our marriage soon to be, I'm grateful for this rare find,
a treasure to cherish, a creation of fate, and a love that's simply divine.
I culminate this odyssey of the heart,
I offer thanks to the Divine, a work of art.
For bestowing upon me the wisdom to discern,
the faux from the genuine, the glitter from the gold that yearns.
Without divine intervention, I would have been deceived,
and donned the tawdry trinket, my soul relieved.

Now, I luxuriate in the radiant aura of true love's enfolding,
a treasured gem to hold close, a bond that defies the boundaries of time and space,
a connection that intensifies with each fleeting moment,
a love that dazzles with every step, every glance, every tender gesture,
a flame that burns bright and unwavering, a beacon of devotion,
a precious find, a love that forever leaves its mark.

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