Goodbye, My Silent Puppeteer [Freewill]

Goodbye, My Silent Puppeteer [Freewill]

A Poem by NightsShade


Pull my strings, my silent puppeteer
Manipulate me, let the crowd cheer

You tie me down my man, you're oh so vile
This forced appearance, a perpetual smile

My buttons pushed, these strings attached
This life of mine... the dreams you have snatched

The time on stage, a place I dread to be
Forced to play, act like someone that's not me

Lines to be remembered, my mouth wrenched open
To say things I can't feel, knowing only what's written

Then that time, it comes around again
The clocks struck twelve, the play's at an end

The show's over, the red curtain dropped
My tragedy, suspended, now stopped

Cast off, forgotten, lost in your world that made me so ill.
And all I've ever wanted, needed, was my freewill





© 2010 NightsShade


Author's Note

NightsShade
Well, it's finally done. Nothing much to show for and all's I can say it that this has taken me ages to complete.

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This was a sad poem. I really liked this poem though. Thanks for sharing. :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


Lines to be remembered, my mouth wrenched open
To say things I can't feel, knowing only what's written

I love these lines here, This is a very well written write.
Just flows down the page. I like the emotions protrayed.

Posted 13 Years Ago


hmm...I read this twice, and the second time around, I truly felt the very pure emotion within your words. At times it was a bit choppy, simply because you could do without a syllable in one of the couplets or needed to add one to make it flow nicer. But the sort of jerky rhythm did not in ANY way take away from the very powerful messege to this. What I really liked about this is that I can literally feel that this means something to you, that this is something that you are very strongly trying to get across...maybe not....but that's the vibe I get, a sense of reality blending with poetry. It's a relatively short piece, but it's messege is deep. Me likey :]
"Cast off, forgotten, lost in your world that made me so ill.
And all I've ever wanted, needed, was my freewill"
love that.

-nicole-was-here-


Posted 13 Years Ago



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