Your hands hold me protectively
my hands write, evoke life’s glory
the give and take, the working in tandem theory
unfolding every day a new story!
Your hands are pragmatic and solid
keeping me grounded on world stage well nigh!
my words rise loftily high
building a mansion in the sky!
Your hands are cool and neutral
not withdrawn but working methodically
my words spill moodily
somewhat convinced but not completely!
Your strong hands are lovingly gentle
making me twirl giddily on my feet
my words are shy and sweet
promising you heaven, when with thine they meet!
Your hands span my waist
spinning my world dizzily
my words unfurl softly
caressing your feelings tenderly!
Your hands weave magic mostly
with joy they make me scream
my words gush forth like a stream
passionate and full of dreams!
Our hands discover and create
as we continue on this journey shared
in silence as well when words exchanged
we may regret, but want nothing changed!
https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/12/11/delta-dawn-challenge-171/
https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2020/12/10/reenas-exploration-challenge-165/
I’m speechless π
LikeLiked by 1 person
Shiwani, thanks so much. π
LikeLike
The two aspects are beautifully contrasted. I would still go with ‘your words’, rather than the other set of hands π
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks so much, Reena. I agree…π
LikeLiked by 1 person
Reblogged this on Reena Saxena and commented:
Don’t miss the beautiful piece —Your hands, My words … by Punam
LikeLiked by 2 people
Thank you!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Fantastic poem Punam. I was missing you here. But you mustβve been busy creating this masterpiece.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Sadje, thanks so much! I miss being here too but with everyone at home all the time, I end up not having enough time to read! Thus I am posting infrequently. Your words always warm my heart. π₯°
LikeLiked by 1 person
Youβre welcome my friend. I totally understand your predicament. ππ
LikeLiked by 1 person
β€οΈ
LikeLiked by 1 person
Beautifully done!!!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks a lot!!π
LikeLiked by 1 person
Adore your finale stanza Punam.. ππ
LikeLiked by 1 person
Aww! Thanks, Ivor. ππ€
LikeLike
Always my pleasure Punam πππ
LikeLiked by 1 person
An absolutely marvelous piece Punam β€οΈ
LikeLiked by 1 person
Radhika, thanks a lot! β€οΈ
LikeLike
the hands that weave magic… what a great ode to the hands! love it πβοΈπ
LikeLiked by 1 person
Victoria, thank you kindly. ππππΌ
LikeLiked by 1 person
wow oh wow .. your hands my words, magic!
Nice to have you back sis π
LikeLiked by 1 person
Aww! Thanks so much, sis!
Believe me I am away against my will.
LikeLiked by 1 person
ha your life is super busy as you wear many hats … enjoy family time, your poetry will always flow π
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks for understanding. π
LikeLiked by 1 person
always sis, hugs to you and your tribe!
LikeLiked by 1 person
β€οΈπ€
LikeLiked by 1 person
It’s wonderful how we’re inspired by the same things and yet see them quite differently.
Very eloquent read, Punam. Loved it.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Exactly! Thanks so much, dear Bo.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Wonderful write!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks a lot, Heather.
LikeLiked by 1 person
You’re welcome.
LikeLiked by 1 person
“Your strong hands are lovingly gentle” is a great oxymoron, because strong is not usually associated with being gentle.
LikeLiked by 2 people
I know. Thanks, Jim.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Loved this!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks so much, Sue. π
LikeLiked by 1 person
Love this portrait of a relationship using hands as metaphor.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks so much!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Welcome!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Hands and words – just like a wedding ceremony where hands are joined and words are exchanged…
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes Val, like wedding…
LikeLike
Oh, this is so, so beautiful Poonam.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks so much, Moushmi.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Love the hand play. π Interesting. π
LikeLiked by 1 person
Lol! Thanks, Kritika. π
LikeLike
Beautifully sensual
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks so much, Jude! ππ
LikeLike
My pleasure πΌ
LikeLiked by 1 person
“we may regret, but want nothing change”.
This line alone speaks the loudest to me; this is life as I have always felt it.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Jaya. So have I.
LikeLiked by 1 person