Episode 131: Measure Meagre, Measure Light

Nothing have I to give:
My treasures look so paltry.
Feeling does not me forgive,
And love's a ruthless sentry.

Nothing in me is in plenty:
Godowns of it have I full;
Of baskets from the pantry,
With no delights to pull.

I lug this weight so light,
Throughout my sombre journey-
As light as air and not so bright
A case that needs an attorney.

Where have my belongings gone?
To whom do I belong?
The owned and owner are now alone.
Their address divorced their song.