These Hands

I will mold a beautiful experience out of the clay we call life.

These hands of mine have guided me through sorrow

These hands have felt blindly through all the life I’ve borrowed

 

These hands have stolen happiness

These hands carried others through the nastiness

 

These hands write poems

These hands helped me climb over bad omens

 

These hands help me to see

These hands mold me into the best man I can be

 

These hands lift up my spirits and smash my regrets

These hands cradle my morals push away any threats

 

These hands have stayed strong over the years, and even grown tougher

These hands are gentle enough to pick others up and help them reach even higher

 

These hands hold onto everything that’s dear, and don’t let a single thing drop

These hands shatter my fears and carry my heavy thoughts like small rocks

 

These hands shake those of others

Sharing pain, love, sorrow, and strength between sisters and brothers

 

These hands are meant to hold and cherish

These hands won’t let a single person perish

 

My eyes control my vision

My ears control my ability to listen

My heart controls my actions

My mind controls my logic

 

But

 

These hands do not control me

I control these hands

Author's Note

Enjoy!

I very seldom reply to reviews, but I promise I read EVERY single one. I look forward to my next review, because it helps me learn. Even if it's just one word, I promise, I will be ecstatic to have the chance to hear what you have to say. Whenever you write something about my poems, or the themes of my poems, or criticize me it is not in vain. I will listen, learn and be thankful.

Reviews

[Jackie]

I like the dialogue..and a lovely read

[Najam Us Saher]

Very thoughtful and unique. I liked the entire poem especially the last lines.

[RannunculusBlooms]

super original idea! I love the symbolism with the 5 senses!