"World In Your Hands"

      World In Your Hands

You reach for the stars while the moon

lies at your feet...sleeping.

Crawl inside of a stranger's heart.

while love lies at home...weeping.

You crave the warm summer sun,

yet curse its blasted heat.

Toss coins to strangers...yet...

kick stray dogs at your feet.

You could hold the whole world

in the palm of your hand...yet you

always step upon others,

and...do not give a damn.

You donate to charities

that others might live.

While in your own home...

you have nothing to give.

Wishing to ride high...

in the presence of kings...but

your soul is just an empty space,

you have filled with nothing.

What little you had left

has dried up your insides.

You have reached for the stars,

and then let your own soul die.

If you held the world

in the palm of your hand;

nothing would change..as...

you cannot feel...you are damned.

You reach for the stars while

the moon lies at your feet...sleeping.

Play games with other faithless hearts,

while love lies at home...weeping.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Many people lack energy for all things. The poem tell a real story. People become separate for many reasons. Easy to close doors forever than to reopen locked doors of passion and desire. A strong ending to a outstanding poem.
Coyote

[Michael G.]

You present a very strong poem about the false facades many present to the outside world... while they blissfully or even intentionally keep their private world a cold, dark place to have to exist.
And you did it very well, indeed.

[Art]

nice work Valentine...a very descriptive poem of those who have no compassion or sympathy...

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

This speaks to the reader as a tale of sorts, not preaching but almost teaching a lesson, to know what you have is already great regardless of how lost one can get, well done, good read.