These Callused Hands

These Callused Hands

These callused hands, these blistered feet,
Have known hardships and sorrow
They have worked and walked
Through snow and desert storm
All to bring you joy

I know that they are ugly
I see how ashamed you are
These callused hands, these blistered feet
Made you into a star
These hands have begged
These feet have run
To make sure you come through
And every time you smiled at me
The love within me grew
The years have passed, and times have changed
Your adoration became despise
You found others better
My beauty has been surpassed
It doesn’t matter much to you but
It hurts my very soul
The sacrifice i made for you
Was a sacrifice of love



16 thoughts on “These Callused Hands” by Miss Sarah (@tokuharash)

  1. Wow! Deep message.
    Sort of like Christ and the world.
    Niceee!

  2. Nice work Sarah. I have deep regard for this effort.

  3. Really love the message. Can be interpreted from the perspective of Jesus, a parent, a relation, a lover, a friend, a pet, a country and so on. That’s how good the poem is. You really did a wonderful job. Didn’t really like one thing though and that’s the last line. My opinion oh. A very good poem shah. Keep it up. And post some more too.

  4. This is the most beautiful poem I’ve read so far! It’s deep and simple…the message is clear.It reminds me of how unappreciative we are of the people who stood by us when we were nothing.You hear stories of men treating their wives badly after they hit the jackpot and vice versa.It’s sad really.

    I’ve got a little suggestion tho?
    this line ‘Your adoration became despise’

    it kind of interrupted the smooth flow of the poem
    your adoration turned to spite could work better?
    I look forward to reading more from you.Kudos!

  5. i think this the cry of a mother about a negligent child, very touching… i enjoyed it big time

  6. Loved this one to the bone! i like it when a poem has multi faceted meanings, and that is what you have done here.

    Well done!!!

  7. @lawal, thats what tickles me about the poem.

    1. @ Xikay: We seem to be always on the same page.You go pay o!

  8. …nice lines. thumbs up

  9. At the risk of sounding repetitive, I love the multi-faceted nature of this piece. I wonder which perspective was going through your mind at the time…

  10. Mazi Nwonwu (@Fredrick-chiagozie-Nwonwu)

    I absolutely love this poem. I hope one is allowed to take and keep?

  11. @fred, you can look but dont touch…this is our garden of EDEN!

  12. this is simply good! i was seeing it from the point of mother and an ungrateful son un till i saw the last lines that took me to its love debacle facet
    You found others better
    My beauty has been surpassed
    It doesn’t matter much to you but
    It hurts my very soul
    The sacrifice i made for you
    Was a sacrifice of love
    with that line “you found others better” i immediately thought of a business man that trained a girl in the university hoping to marry her after, only to be told he is an old school.
    one thing with good write-ups is that they are amenable to various reasonable interpretations
    i love this one!

  13. @adams, you may be right but you know that poetry speaks in different tones and languages

  14. Very interesting and great piece

  15. i feel honoured by your comments. sorry i didn’t reply earlier. i haven’t been online in a while.I continue to be inspired by you all on NS.

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