Puppeteer Poems - Poems about Puppeteer

... Showered with petals, long since gone, Silk cloth exchanged for armour strong, The transparent walls imprison souls, No heart or living thought consoled. Our presence blurred in mirrors c......Read the rest...

...A lamb with eyes of trusting blue, Approaches charm, a smile untrue. The puppeteer, with practiced art, Hides strings of deceit within his heart. The web is spun, a masterpiece, Of whispered l......Read the rest...

...The World's 'One Day Wonders,' 'the' is borrowed it's an article, they are transmitting a way of thinking, theirs--much rather showed --be their forte. What's that word, sort of, goad pe......Read the rest...

...In a hexed mirror's gaze, fate twists and turns, A tangled dance of it's designs, Each step a labyrinth, and each path it spurns, As victims caught within its veiled confines. Reflections fract......Read the rest...

...Acknowledging God’s omnipresence accepting that he is with us through out our life, there must be no misconception, that he is in total control of our lives."God made me do that” “Go......Read the rest...

...Groundhog day 2024 or Forty one days since 2023 Winter Solstice Rather than be a day late and dollar short, I opted to post poem acknowledging the second of February, where eponymous ground......Read the rest...

...The players enter the arena to battle out their mind But we already know that only one will survive Four friends fight over rumors that spread Let us the audience see how their relationship will e......Read the rest...

...Just like a puppet on a string, we’re controlled by the puppeteer but love’s rhythm from our heart does spring, beseeching God’s light to draw near. The dreamer and the dreamed now one, within......Read the rest...

...At dawn of a heart reblooming, upon black-and-white pages spills the tale, Of a love slain in its infancy, where hatred embraced the bride so pale. A life that seemed sprung from dreams played out ......Read the rest...

...In shadows cast by Western might, The System whispers, a colonial blight. 1. Shatter morals, a cultural fray, where heritage falters, lost in dismay. Reduced to echoes of a proud past, ......Read the rest...

...Call Me Marionette: Today I exist. I exist for no one, for nothing; I exist. I am not held to or defined by a devotion of any. My allegiances, however strong, have no contract to bear me. I dream......Read the rest...

...I dread to read the headlines They are so filled with strife The tyranny and trauma Has touched on every life. What is it with us humans We think we are supreme We are but a corpuscle It ......Read the rest...

...In shadows deep, they weave their cunning guise With silver words and false, beguiling eyes Their smiles, a mask, concealing hidden schemes Deceptive hearts, where selfish ego secrets scream A ......Read the rest...

...A carpenter nails boards together The architect envisions the house The laborer sweeps up the progress A poet positions each stanza in the framework of the universe... T......Read the rest...

...Chisel away at the brick, Seen through dark rings, One's fading bliss, Never too old to glimpse that sensual feeling, Behind closed doors, My eternal wanting ignored, Or not allowed to express?......Read the rest...