These Hands
Thursday, March 31, 2005 | 12 comments
byAmena Farooq
If my life
Is on my palms,
Then my soul must be
In my hands.
And if I touch you
With these hands,
Will you feel my soul
Or just my skin?
For you can love suede
But can you love the pig inside?
And you can love my eyes
But can you love
The tears they hide?
And if my soul
Is dark and deep
Then will you dive
Or will you leave?
Sometimes people
Like me
Cut their wrists
To let their souls free.
All they need
Is to hold
Somebody's hand.
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12 Comments:
And you can love my eyes
But can you love
The tears they hide?
And if my soul
Is dark and deep
Then will you dive
Or will you leave?
Very beautifully written..sorry if I sound too bleak, but guess you know that the answers to both these questions are in the negative, or else those questions wont have sprung up, right? Wish you well, girl!:)
By Anonymous, at April 01, 2005 5:33 AM
brought tears to the eyes.
beautiful.
By Hemanshu Kumar, at April 02, 2005 5:50 AM
Extremely touching ... great piece of work!
By Anonymous, at April 02, 2005 6:46 AM
Great poem. Very touching. keep up the good work.
By Anonymous, at April 02, 2005 9:07 AM
Hey, thanks guys :)
By Anonymous, at April 02, 2005 4:22 PM
wow Amena! its not easy to say so much with so little!!
By Anonymous, at April 04, 2005 11:02 AM
Amazing work, Amena. Truly wonderful.
By Anonymous, at April 06, 2005 12:31 AM
I haven't read anything so moving in quite a while. Heartbreakingly beautiful; please keep contributing :)
By Anonymous, at April 07, 2005 9:01 PM
So true to life. Simple is often best. Thanks Amena.
By Anonymous, at April 13, 2005 7:31 PM
Wonderful. Made me pause before applauding.
By Anonymous, at April 14, 2005 12:18 AM
Amena, this is breathtaking. Havent come across something so simple and moving in a while.
Keep posting.
By Madiha, at April 14, 2005 4:53 AM
WOW!!
By Tamanna, at July 14, 2005 8:53 AM
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