My Knife

Beautiful sharp knife, blood dripping down.

With your newly carved handle and your blade as your crown.

You cut so deeply, you bring so much pain.

You can be used in the sun or in the rain.

Making people cry, that’s your joy out of life,

But what else should you do? You are a knife.

Helping the sorrowed slice away their pain,

Keeping them from thinking themselves insane.

Swirl your silver with red and its such a colorful mix.

All the problems of life, you yourself can fix.

I love the way your shininess reflects the sun.

You never do quit, until your job is done.

Diving, slicing, cutting, you do it all

Then when the person’s down with them you fall.

Good little knife you’ve done a good job,

Now let the police take you away and leave the family to sob.

You are evidence now, but don’t cry a tear,

For in all victims hearts, you are a fear.

So shine up your blade and I promise in the end,

That you will cut a heart out, once again.

Reviews

[Kitty]

This is brilliant. I love the way you have personified the knife, made it seem like a murderous person. I love the rhyme and flow of this poem. It really is a fantastic write!!!!!!!

Josie

[Natalie C]

Oh wow this was such a powerful piece to say the least and I have to admit you have captured the roll, the unbelievable hold of one little shiny blade on so many of our lives, perfectly.
I could feel this piece in more ways than one and I have to admit maybe this wasn't such a good time to read something like this,
but simply brilliant none the less!
Your words, strengthen your imagery, provoking feelings of the insane...

Just loved your painfully accurate descriptions

"Helping the sorrowed slice away their pain,
Keeping them from thinking themselves insane."

Amazing!

[Rhine Wolf]

ok now i stating to get the hang of this! the way you have given "the knife" a life, almost a personality, was brilliant and i loved the line "Swirl your silver with red and its such a colorful mix." i could actualy see "the knife" all shiny silver splashed with red. good flow. great composition, all in all a good poem!

[Sarah]

I liked the lines "Helping the sorrowed slice away their pain, / Keeping them from thinking themselves insane. / Swirl your silver with red and its such a colorful mix." that was a nice rhyme followed by a beautiful use of color. Good job. (:

[chris' girlfriend]

it is beautiful