Puppet on a string

this is about changing soo much for someone that you no longer recognize yourself

                 Puppet on a string

I can't quite  fathom,
When it happened,so silently,
That it caught me unaware,
You changed me,moulded me ,
Into someone that was acceptable to you.

 

And I, like the perfect marionnette,
Yielded myself to you,
Relinquishing my soul,
Show me your mastery ,tug at my string,
I bend to your will like the veriest coward.

 

When did your will meld into mine?
When did you become the master and I but a slave?
Don't you feel its crowded,
Here inside my head?this was'nt  what I expected,
When i gave you my heart.

 

This could never pass for love,
So why am I silent, why can't I speak?
Where is the gumption I was so proud of?
Where is that person who was brave?
And unafraid,who knew who she was?

I lost my direction when I handed you my strings,
And became submissive to your every demand,
I became a prisoner of my own design,
When I let you be you and let you rule me,
And faded into the shadows afraid of the light.

                           by
           vidya

Author's Note

I welcome your words of wisdom

Reviews

[New Theory]

Losing and being vulnerable always happens when you are in love. When you think about it a little late, it kinds of come as really strange. A good way of expressing that expression. Loved it.
Vidya you rock :)

[Vidya Bacchus]

Thank you Theory I am over the moon knowing that you think I rock lol.You are very wise my friend :)

[New Theory]

You are welcome Vidya :)

[Riddhiman Basu]

This poem has a very sufi appeal in it, by which I mean it can be interpreted from a romantic angle as well as a spiritual angle. The addressee can be thought of as a lover, or even as God. Because God is perhaps the greatest puppeteer who has all our strings in his hand

[Vidya Bacchus]

Thank you for you great words:)

[Joyce S. Greene]

Your poem describes a situation that many women find themselves in. In my first marriage, I did let my husband change me, but I have resisted that in my second. Once burned . . . Your style is very classy, Vidya, and I enjoy reading your poems. Great job!

[Vidya Bacchus]

I also let my first husband change me and turn into someone I did'nt like very much someone weak.But my second husband treats me right and I have found back my gumption.And I will never be anyone's puppet ever again.I am me and that is who I am.Thank you for your most insightful review:)

[sonnie ibadah]

"Where is that person who was brave?
And unafraid,who knew who she was?"..... sometimes when we fall too deep, we tend to become ghosts of the people we used to be, strangers to our own reflections. this turns us into shells of the people we wanted to become most. we become lost and we don't know how to get back.
Your poem expresses that perfectly.Nice work!

[Vidya Bacchus]

Thank you so much sonnie!!!

[sonnie ibadah]

ur welcome hun,

[Anand Sehgal]

So why am I silent, why can't I speak?
Where is the gumption I was so proud of?
Where is that person who was brave?

honest, bold questions.. Life needs some sort of redefinition at times

[Vidya Bacchus]

Thank you for your kind words

[Neon]

A true write never write by hands but from heart and a passionate writer write from the mind and from the scent of the heart .. Am not sure what kinda writer you are but if i feel your scent then i'd say your a pretty cool passionate write who knows how to write, how to transform the feelings into words, how the msg send to a reader and how to put the scent of breeze into the words ...

I love when a beautiful angel write such a beautiful pieces not from the mind but from the heart ..
O' you all amazing angels of the world .. What did i do .. why are ya all trying to kill me by your scents???

[Vidya Bacchus]

HAHA neon thank you for lovely review

[Neon]

My pleasure as always .. but I think you forgot your tight hug???

[Vidya Bacchus]

There you go buddy tight enough ?lol

[Neon]

Well .. I don't think the time'd come when i'll say "Ahh ..Enough hugs.. now not more .."
I love feeling the warmth of angels as you are .. what a cool hug you've. Thanks ... I hope you too enjoy my hug ..

*Tight-Hug* :)

[Fiona C]

Wonderful write and shows how easy it is to succumb, in the name of love, to changing into what the other person wants you to be, and not to remain true to who you really are, which is who they supposedly fell in love with to begin!
Keep writing such powerful poetry x

[Vidya Bacchus]

That is my message exactly .In the process of trying to please the one you love you give up a lot sometimes and it is not right.Thank you for you kindness

[BlahBlahBlah]

You are very talented Vidya!!
Reading your work is a delight. I love how you compared the person to a puppet, thus portraying someone not in control of himself, like an inanimate object which can be treated in anyway as the person desires.

[Vidya Bacchus]

Thank you very much.This i realize, is the way people feel sometimes like they are not in control.Like they have given over themselves to someone else and now they are lost.

[FlatLineBeauty]

Just wow! I noticed a few other comments and to imagine yourself in the position and just how you described it.... You nailed it better, than anything I have read. Amazing write. xo Winter

[Vidya Bacchus]

oh thank you soo much coming from a great writer like you it is a real honour

[FlatLineBeauty]

~blushes~ D'awh... You're welcome :3

[Chris Rampersad]

Hahaha. I go tell yuh husband how u write ah poem bout im. lol. Puppet on a string. Good poem.

[Vidya Bacchus]

i did'nt wrte this about my husband fella.I just write it about people who let other people control them

[Chris Rampersad]

I seein poetry really is u thing u really able to put alot of emotion into your works and thats a really great tallent. Cool.

[Vidya Bacchus]

thank you kind sir.