Some prefer diamonds, other golds,
Me myself, I can't help but wonder who want such basic trinkets.
What I want is something so pure,
Just like the first drop of rain.
Pure and Rare can be hard to Find,
But you know what, I already have found mine.
Something that is so precious,
Something that can't be Defined,
Something that can make a Rich person Cry.
You might be thinking about Love,
No, there is something greater than that.
And that's Islam.
Another Name of Faith and Love.
YOU ARE READING
♡||Unspoken Feelings||♡
PoetryJust like A flower, She'll Bloom and Wither Away. Trying to describe life with the Feelings that I have, Using the beauty of Words. Poem Book. #Wattys2019
