Here in my hand I have my heart With fingers slightly apart, Everyone sees the outside, But they think I am trying to hide, I allow them to pry my fingers open, But they do not even peer in, The information stays in the dark; On my hands, there is barely a mark, I offer my loosened hand to them, But they do not think it is a gem. "Do they think it is solid?" I ask, looking at the loose lid, There has to be someone willing to enter, But will they try to reach the center?
I really like this poem, the rhyme scheme is fantastic and the message isn't lost inside them but instead carries it better. My FAV lines are the last two
"There has to be someone willing to enter,
but will they try to reach the centre?"
I believe you have talent 8D
I can relate! I seriously wrote a poem Soo similar to this!! It's either called "fragile" or "my heart"... Can't remember. So good though. I enjoyed this poem of yours.
Awww ! You offer your heart in an
open hand, but people see only a lump.
You would like people to see inside, to where
lies the gold and silver of life untouched and
offered in generosity, with grace.
----- Eagle Cruagh
Posted 11 Years Ago
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11 Years Ago
I love how you worded that! And thank you for the review!! ^^