Autobiography Of Puppet Poem by Alok Agarwal
Autobiography Of Puppet
The play has been badly cast
But it was indeed not the last
I was merely a puppet
In the hands of a turret.
The stage wasn't empty
Life has become like Humpty Dumpty
His fall was great
But mine was too late.
The crowd laughed at me with glee
I dared not ask for a plea
I was only an actor
Directed by the Director.
The strings were very strong
Which were playing ping-pong
I did a simple mistake
That made the bonds go fake.
The puppet lost its soul
It was now like a basket with a hole
The tears came pouring down
Who could weep for a clown?
Its not always you win
You lose yourself to your kith and kin
It is they who really care
No one else has time to spare......
wonderfull poem. wonderfull imageries. i like this poem and enjoyed reading it voted10 surya
wonderfull poem. wonderfull imageries. i like this poem and enjoyed reading it voted10 surya
You lose yourself to your kith and kin It is they who really care No one else has time to spare... //.... The concluding lines of the poem carry the essence of the poem and a message to ponder upon. Nice poem. Thanks a lot.
thank you for the invite to read this. it is very strong and moving. i enjoyed reading it greatly. good luck with everything!
Deep and meaningful expression my friend...you pen very well....keep up the good work
'No one else has time to spare...' We at PH also have the time to spare for you, Alok! Keep writing! ! Cheers. Subroto
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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good write...creative...with a truthful reminding message in the end...congrats, Alok...10