Picked up once more, like marionette,
And then flung down again.
How can anyone forget
That puppets too feel pain?
Someone should tell this senseless thing
What thoughtless acts have done.
That one can senseless suffering bring
All in harmless fun.
©2005 Jon Lloyd
I thought that this poem was really good and you are really touching to poeple in your poetry. I think that you are really talented in what you do and continue to write poetry. Well keep writing hpefully get to talk to you some time.
so nice! ! so true! ! ! sometimes I feel like that and i wonder who is taking control of my strings and I blame myself for letting them control my life! !
kudos to u my man.... it got me thinking and my brain is as dead as a door knob Adryan
A wonderful, use of imagery, This poem gives us a sense of feeling that we are all puppets being controlled by a higher power, whether it be god, the government or even our loved ones... Well done...A deff 10 from me Sincerely Nickie x x
lol.. u spack! ! lol.. its quite good... and very thought provocing actually lol..
This gives one that dangling feeling, picked up and put down at will, a super write. Congrats. Love Ernestine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely thought, and great parallel with human being used like a puppet. greta stuff there Jon. Regards, Lucy