My Gold Bold Story

by MeeraMayaa

It shined and glittered all night,
And it disappeared every morning.
It carried the fire while flying,
As I went behind, it disappeared in the mornings.
I saw the happiness in the nights,
Only to realise that,
All that glitered in the Night, weren’t a Gold,
It’s my heart that Hoped Hope, to be Bold!

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