The PuppeteerA Poem by Mehar Anaokar
I was so attached, so blind
Oblivious to the truth I dived into you headfirst Excited in my youth You held me up and I was a bird You dropped me and I was wood You twisted me and I turned Giving you more than I could You pulled my hands up to dance with you You raised them to wipe out my tears You held them apart so I felt the breeze You pushed them away so I felt my fears I was under your spell, enchanted Blindfolded by my heart It was years until I realised Our masks are never who we are And so I ripped at all the strings Snapping them apart Strings that held my limbs And strings that held my heart © 2016 Mehar Anaokar |
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