I Was His Puppet

This poem was written as a way of coping with the pain I experienced while understanding a failed relationship as I entered a new one.

A butterfly is free

A child screams with glee,

but what about me?

I am locked inside a cage

My heart filled with rage

I fell in love with a man 

I thought loved me.

But he didn't love me 

I was his puppet 

something he could control

They warned me of the danger 

falling in love with the stranger.

With broken wings and

broken dreams 

I was his puppet

I was left to 

cry in the dark.

Leaving a single tear as his mark.

He left with everything including 

my heart.

I was his puppet

nothing more.

Reviews

[zainul]

You may read my poem, Puppet at the following link:

http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/zainul/1009605/

[zainul]

This is a wonderful piece.
It speaks of betrayal and oppression in the name of love and romance.
Congratulations!!!

[Vinod Kumar U K]

Nice sentimentl beauty... good job.