11 August 2014

EMPTY JAR

empty jar


Though you are made of the finest hands
Embellished of all the precious funds
You have been here for almost a year
Witnessed an innovation on passing pair

They stopped, gazed, and praised you
For a second you have your moment
Frighten, maybe, never they touch you
You are precious but never valued

Alas! This market had been unfair
They look at you through your figure
You are exquisite the most rare
You received praise but never been bless

I see sorrow in your happiness
You stand strong in your emptiness
But for how long will you stay?

Or will you just go with the currency?

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