are embellished
with painted smiles
and jewelled eyes,
and you smile at all the
passing souls.
Perfect teeth hide
those lies,
that unblemished skin
and ruby lips
keep all the sinister
deeds and thoughts
sealed within Pandora's box.
You charm our hearts
and pin it close to you,
right on your chest
so that they
may bleed life into
your concrete one.
You think yourselves so high,
and take those seats
resting on a pedestal.
But you are nothing
other than
multi-faceted puppets
controlled by fate's
wickedly agile hands.
Author notes
please don't mind the grammar errors or the missplessings. i shall edit this soon enough, when i'm not longer annoyed. it angers me how things would not go right for the "good" people in this world. i am not personally experiencing this, but this is a poem dedicated to all those two-faced puppets that play with my friends' lives. may fate forever hold your strings and keep you away from ALL of us. jeez. people like you should save the world and NOT procreate. beshbadi, para sa yo to.
Written May 30th, 2005
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I think that a great poetry would be capable of evoking emotions and thoughts that the reader already has - so in your comment, thank you, it means so much to know that I was able to rouse those thoughts in you
And now that you DID mention that bit about Iraq, yes, the lines could very well imply that
again, thank you very much for you kind words
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I really liked this piece. I liked the lines:
"You charm our hearts
and pin it close to you,
right on your chest
so that they
may bleed life into
your concrete one.
You think yourselves so high,
and take those seats
resting on a pedestal.
But you are nothing
other than
multi-faceted puppets
controlled by fate's
wickedly agile hands."
These lines made me think of the war with Iraq, even if you didn't mean it that way. The part of the heart pinned on the chest and bleeding of life. Also liked the part of the puppets controlled by fate's hands. Makes me think of not so much fate not giving people much choice in the way life goes, but if people are so conditioned to the world and the way they live their lives they may believe they have no choice and thus may seem to play a part of a puppet in society. That's what these lines made me think of, anyway. Great write.
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My favourite part:
"But you are nothing
other than
multi-faceted puppets
controlled by fate's
wickedly agile hands."
Wonderful soda! -
A GREAT piece soda, one of your best I believe!!
I loved the imagery (especially the image of the puppets). This piece was so powerful and moving. Really, this is an awesome write!!! Keep it up!!
Evalinka
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woah soda this is so good, i totally love the imagery u used and i agree wit ur comment, good things should go rite for good people. great rite!!
flirty kitty
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I’ve not seen many concrete puppets but apart from that minor tangle of the strings, I thought it a good show and extended metaphor.
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wow... thank you so much for this reply
after a hard day, it's really "wow" to read something like this and see that there are some who CAN see what i mea @.@ grr...people like them just make me angry and i tried to characterize them as best as i could..
btw, haha, how DID you stumble upon this poem?
again, thank you..
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I like this one a lot - wonderful analogy, awesome wording, and so very true! There should be less puppets in this world, it would make life a whole lot easier. Great write, and so very true as well!






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