A marionette stationed on the stage,
with her cute pink lips and she doesn't use her brain.
That's how he likes her; The Puppet Master.
Use her up and cast her aside after.
With the pull of a string he'll make her sing,
twisted around his finger she'll do anything.
He'll tie her to him with a ring..
Declined. It was his money that meant everything.
Psh, love, that silly game he played.
What a joke, to think she was his slave.
He never thought he'd get caught up in his own strings.
Author notes
Hm this came out of nowhere. Haha, aren't people great?
Anyway, I'm not the best with puctuation in poetry, I usually don't include any but commas at all but I felt the need to give it a shot.
Hope you enjoyed.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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This is really cool!!!! I love the twist & turn of the tables. As for the punctuation I must admit at first read I didn't even notice any lol. I often don't include it either & perhaps that is part of the reason, but mostly I really think it holds the readers attention quite eagerly, & who has time to notice that when you're spell-bound!!
Very good as usual. I had forgotten your extreme talent for writing as if you were drawing from an exact, personal experience, even though you are really just creating art. I know it is all an expression from our life in some way... but you know what I mean...
& yes, please don't ever give it up!!!
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OOOO i have been that dumbass puppet....i like it, it all of this flowed sooo well and your wording was just marvelous....welll writin!!! You have such a gift don't give it up...much <3....scars.
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