Too many people overvalue what they are not and undervalue what they are. – Malcolm Forbes --- AKSHR

 

Too many people overvalue what they are not 

and undervalue what they are. 

 – Malcolm Forbes

 

A gilded cage, a whispered plea,

For facets bright, for all to see.

They chase the gleam, the painted smile,

A hollow echo, all the while.

 

The crafted self, a mask so fine,

Conceals the soul, a heart entwined

With fragile threads, and whispered fears,

While worth untold, in quiet tears.

 

The artist's hand, the dancer's grace,

Lie dormant deep, in time and space.

A hidden talent, soft and low,

Neglected gifts, a silent flow.

 

The strength within, the spirit's fire,

Is dimmed by shadows, set afire

By fleeting praise, and fleeting fame,

A hollow echo, a whispered name.

 

They grasp at shadows, vast and grand,

And miss the beauty, close at hand.

The simple joy, the quiet peace,

The inner worth, that time can't cease.

 

So let the masks, the facades fall,

And see the treasures, one and all.

Embrace the truth, the heart's soft beat,

And find the worth that's truly sweet.

AKSHR