Geetha Jayakumar

Gold Star - 8,107 Points (Kerala Palakkad)

A Dancing Puppet! - Poem by Geetha Jayakumar

Why to keep on smiling,
When my plate is full of pains.
All my hard work went into drain.
Danced to the tune of others to make them happy.
Danced like a monkey, with each beat of their drums.
They made me jump, made me ran to and fro.
As long as they wished.
But with each beats my heart played a painful beats.
Inspite of all this their heart didn't pity me.
It seemed that they were taking revenge on me,
In one or the other way.
Their dirty games didn't stop.
Which kept on playing to their heart content.

At last I cried out so loudly like thunder.
My words blow them out leaving me depressed forever.
Still they are the winners.
Now they can move me for shock treatment.
They are heading their way towards crushing me forever.
And fulfill their dreadful means,
For which they felt I am the hurdle.
My straight forwardness paid me very well.

If I was the hurdle I would have,
Played dirty politics like them.
Instead I would made them dance like puppet.

A person should never be straight forward.
Is the lesson I learnt!
Which made me a dancing puppet......
At the hands of mean and Selfish people.

If I knew how to
Play the game like them tactfully,
Today, I would have been the Winner!

©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED BY GEETHA JAYAKUMAR 2014
© 2014.

Geetha Jayakumar.


Comments about A Dancing Puppet! by Geetha Jayakumar

  • Gold Star - 20,480 Points Valsa George (11/1/2014 11:56:00 AM)

    In this crooked world, to be very straight forward can often invite trouble! We have to be shrewd like serpents! If we are too simple, others will make us dance to their tune! Life teaches us many hard lessons! Great write Geetha! (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 27,112 Points Akhtar Jawad (8/21/2014 1:08:00 PM)

    Most of the politicians are dancing puppets at the hands of capitalists who finance them for their personal interests. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Ken E Hall (3/31/2014 10:24:00 PM)

    Life at times is not always a bowl of cherries as the poem rings out inner strength the only weapon why can't all the world be like my puppy and so loving...is it a dream... thanks for the insight...regards (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 208 Points R.j. Wynn (7/24/2013 8:07:00 AM)

    You know you are so right but when it comes to money it is painful. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Kevin Halls (7/23/2013 2:00:00 PM)

    We've all been through this Geetha being used by someone.
    Sometimes we are open and truthful and this can lead to getting hurt.
    Good poem on being used like a Puppet!
    Thanks for your comment to my poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, October 31, 2014


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