Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Delicate Fingertips

Just at your hand fringes
Lies someone very special
Ya ! its your finger grips
So smooth and delicate

They can do many deeds
The deeds our mind orders so
Whether good or bad it be
They are delicate to endure them

They can’t choose between good
Nor it be evil that comes
They do work to the mind
Whether it be drenched wet

So can’t you make a lot of happiness
Just with your fingertips in good
Why can’t our mind too be good
To make our delicate tips great



A very interesting topic to write about which you did excellently.
I enjoyed reading as always.


Chef E said...

This is beautiful, but I am partial to all of your stuff! Still thinking about the pencil art!

pughy said...

Lovely words and so true.


LarryG said...

a wonderful pronouncement of the value of our digit tips! :)

loved it

Debbie said...

How can you write so much and so well about such a small thing?

Heatherlyn said...

That's great! I love it!

venus66 said...

Beautiful write. You are very thoughtful.

Arv said...

they have the power to heal :)

nice ode to the fingertips :)

take care mate... cheers...

the poet manque said...

thats so true

how i wish that my fingers could to do some good

Cathy said...

really great reflection!

Nihal said...

A perfect coverage of your great feelings, dear Susan. Leading a healthy lifestyle and portraying a charming personality it requires one to be well groomed right from head to toe. Our fingers are the only tool to pour what we have in our mind -such a beautiful expression of our tenderness as well as indelicacy. Depends on whose fingers are talking:)

Wish my fingers could be blessed a bit of writing skills like yours -poems esp.

Illeen said...

so very true susan..

we can weave magic with our finger tips,only if we choose to. :)

Kathy B! said...

This is beautiful. I love your creativity and thoughtfulness. I've never thought about my fingertips in such a way.

Marja said...

Oh yes what fingertips are capable of. Nice poem
Hope you are doing fine

Anonymous said...

This is great.

Joseph Pulikotil said...

Hi Susan:)

Lovely poem! Your creativity is amazing. You draw inspiration from small things like finger tips.

You made me think. The finger tips which can caress and fondle can squeeze a neck, if we want to. As you rightly said it can be used for good things and bad things. I have seen people licking their finger tips after eating. A nasty habit, you will agree with me. Sometimes it is disgusting to see people doing this in restaurants.

Finger tips are used to tie lovely garlands of jasmine. I have seen ladies doing this in front of temples.

You are using your lovely fingertips to type out this wonderful and inspiring poetry.

Lovely photo of delicate fingers. I am sure it is yours:)

Have a nice day Susan:)

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Parv Kaushik said...

soo much sensitivity has gone into writing the poem.. i appreciate the way u hav turned finger tips into sumthing soo special.. one more feature is tht in our hands is our destiny.. we can work hard with our hands and make our own destiny!

Joseph Pulikotil said...

Hi Susan:)

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Best wishes:)

annie kelleher said...

thank you so m uch for your wonderfully wise comment on my blog. i so appreciate your wisdom! cheers back!! xox... annie

Cat said...

loved this!