The Jar

All the dreams that rest in a fragile jar

Difficulty reaching through the constricted neck

Soft night light adds a lustrous mystery

Misery reflects in such aggrandized manner

Natal thoughts remain in view, yet, unobtainable

It could shatter any moment

Releasing the dreams that have been captive

Only delicate wings are enough

For taking them to their destination

But the fragile jar lay there in pieces

Sacrificed for the dreams that breathed uneasily

Every moment breaks into new opportunities

Life is much more than the artefacts



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