Handless Man

Interpret how you will. Fell free to review, whether it be to criticize or say how you feel.

There once was a man who had no hands, 

Walking across warm desert sands. 

Searching for his tranquility, 

That’s the thing he'd never see. 

For a man like him was considered to be,  

A waste of time, A discrepancy. 

He walked and walked all day and night, 

All he was had taken flight. 

An empty shell 

A numb soul 

His own hell 

A dark hole 

Was he once happy with his life? 

Stuck inside a bitter strife. 

With himself in his dismay, 

They took the good he had away. 

Yet here he sits and blames himself, 

For all his problems upon his shelf. 

They beat him down and broke his will, 

Yet here he stands, shattered still. 

An empty shell 

A numb soul 

His own hell 

A dark hole 

The handless man will never die, 

His life eternal as time goes by. 

Shunned for being different, 

Yet his mind holds brilliance. 

So understand with what you say, 

The damaged hurt with much Dismay. 

Yet their minds can hold so much, 

So greet them with a gentle touch. 

An empty shell 

A numb soul 

His own hell 

A dark hole

Author's Note

Feel free to review, criticism is welcome.

Reviews

[Manasa.L]

Very genuine writing. Its like your eyes are mirrors and you see through those images that you reflect and understand their feelings deep within.
I must say that people often misunderstand the others capabilities and try to put them down. But they fail to realize that their disability might turn into their big strength.

[AndrewWrites]

That is a valuable point and I couldnt agree more.

[Manasa.L]

Thank you Andrew

[R. J. North]

Awesome! sums up how I feel. I love the structure you used, the repetition gave it an easy read. Read it over a few times and all I could come up with was this idea of being someone wildly misunderstood by the world around him for whatever reason, maybe a physical or mental disablity

[AndrewWrites]

It is intended to express how people can feel helpless or powerless in their lives. Glad you liked it. :)

[Nicole Laszlo]

I liked this, it had a good beat to it. I loved the repeating four lines you used. To me, and I may be wrong, but the handles man represented idealists. Considered useless since what's within doesn't count if there's not much "use" with the external body.

[AndrewWrites]

That is another interesting way to think about it. Thank you for your kind words :)

[TheUnrulyWriter]

This is a cool poem. It's story is really unique, and kind of obscure. Makes you want to read it over and over to try and figure it out. I also really like your structuring and how the lines will go from long to really short. The symbolism of the hands is cool too. I interpreted it as not being able to change what's around you, kind of like how primates are set apart from other animals because of our opposable thumbs. Without hands it's hard to move things around or defend yourself. All in all, a good read :)

[AndrewWrites]

I appreciate it and im glad you enjoyed it :) You pretty much nailed it, I was aiming for him being handless to be interpreting him as powerless or defenseless, so you hit it right on the head. I appreciate the kind words!

[Gabrielle]

Nicely done! I wondered the symbolism of being handless, but didn't figure it out :)

[AndrewWrites]

My idea with him being handless was to show him as powerless. And Im glad you enjoyed it. :)

[Gabrielle]

Ohhh, that makes sense, love it!