The Hands That Pulled The Puppet’s Strings
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Loading ...The hands that pulled the puppets’ strings,
Poured blood and flesh into the themes,
Pushed them into the shade and light,
Tricked them into the traps of plight,
And drew the hearts of passers-by.
They were the light that burned the sight,
They were the blinkers of the night,
They were the masters and the guides,
The deft designers of their lives.
And they were satisfied.
But as they swaggered, they believed
That they alone had known the deeds;
They had written the fates of marionettes.
And felt no fear.
Then one day they said it was time
To charter the course of humankind.
They boldly could extend their range,
They had been there, they could remain.
And lost the hearts of passers-by.
- Sushil Soni
8 Comments
A good write,Sushil.
Keep writing.
sushil soni Reply:
November 10th, 2009 at 3:19 pm
Medhini,
You are really nice and encouraging. Thank you for reading the piece.
Warm regards,
Sushil
Nice one. Liked it.
sushil soni Reply:
November 10th, 2009 at 3:19 pm
Vishvnandaji,
Thank you,
Warm regards
Sushil
b.1956. M.A. English Literature, Hindu College, Delhi University. Editor of several magazines, like DASH, Swagat, Eternal Solutions, etc. Visualiser and designer of magazines, etc. First book of verses, called Serving the Columns, published by Writers Workshop. Second book of verses, Perceptions, published this year. Paints in oils on canvas, teach yoga and meditation and into all things spiritual.
I find this so very good, look forward very much to reading more of your work.
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sushil soni Reply:
November 5th, 2009 at 10:47 am
@Ray,
Thank you
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