Marionettes Poems - Poems about Marionettes

Here, have a spectacle. As suspected it's devoured in manner so predictable. Still hand reared, full force fed all poison is delectable Consumed, perpetual puppet shows punch drunk and dependable. As long as you are at the other's throats you're indefensible. We thank you all for losing, such an effort is commendable. Oops, another table scrap. Shackled to the catalyst you...

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You motormouths, that pull the strings of life, Marionettes of Pied that seek confusion. Your piper teeth are chattering with strife, Like a Jedi, with wave of hand delusion “Come one! Come all!” the ringleader twists knife. The press buries the truth, besets illusion. The circus clown smiles whilst Hans-ing fairy whales, Marionettes of Pied with Moby-Dick-sized tales. 3/27/2023 Just having fun creating an...

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Your compassionate empathy, envelopes all of me Eyes dark like the night, yet only one star do I see My eyes are raining from your souls sensuality I want you to know you own my sentimentality The waters mixing between us are purifying perpetually Honoring who you are is not founded in any complexity Cut the strings, in sharing presence we...

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layers of a personality apple cheeked marionettes acting evil and good soothing smooth smiles and blood curdling stares sometimes the arms drop off with clattering noise clothing will tear or succumb to linen rot but heroes and villains shine only at night so ordinary in the light...

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Demons have fallen, Angels have cried the Earth is spinning, death is alive Blood drips always and makes flowers bend They lose their petals, to the ground they descend Hope is cherished by the poor and down trodden Bones we dig up from ancestors we've forgotten Life seems a passing world to remember Until it's gone to leave a memory's ember The mind...

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marionettes, strung to the fingers of moonlight-- our dancing shadows...

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Never forget, your a marionette. Just a marionette on a string. Don't dream to try, To flee or to fly, For marionettes can't take wing. The hand that controls you is good it it's play, For restrained by it's strings you cannot disobey, So you jump and you dance and run circles for it, Only able to act as the hand will permit, Your...

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A drop of tear like dew drop did fall, with pain in the heart like a sinking star. Like eyeless moths on the dark horizon, the looming image of sorrow drifts. The bridges move as I in stillness stand; time flies by and so doth the distance. Scramming like a ruthless vagabond, bonds of restraint seem to have no bounds. The world...

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