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Love's puppets

And today I let you
Hear what I have to say
For its not for the weak kneed
Faint at heart
You were all of those yesterday

I speak my mind
No longer holding my peace
Because you've destroyed
My inner sanctum
My predesignated release

You seem to listen
And nod as if you
But then you turn around
And become less of a man
Because I'm nothing but
A game you're tired of playing
A story your sick of writing

I would beg and plead
Just for you to not
Unwrite me
Leaving me with no words
Allowed to pass the barrier
Of my lips

Because I was just a puppet
With no mind of its own
Doing the bidding of a heartless
You cut my strings
Left me staring up at the ceiling

A Future
That once looked endless
Are now closing in
Its all a battle in my mind
A constant struggle
Mind over matter

I can not speak
Unless you care enough
To restringe
To put everything in its place

Because without you
I'm an empty shell
A vacant body
With my consciousness
Stuck in the past

When I believed in love
And happily ever after
I was just your puppet
And now well I'm nothing

Style / type: 
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing stage: 


I have read your last few posts and also realise that you have been a member for over 3 years.
Welcome back to writing though I feel you have been in a darker place with someone that has messed with your feelings.
Can we have a write from you of a lighter strain so that we can compare yours to others,
I shall go and read some of your earlier works from 2013 back there and see what I can suggest to you, maybe the odd workshop something like that, or Stan's contest, this will help with a wide spectrum of writing and is fun.
I have now read all of the pieces you have posted here going back to 2011, your world seems to be in turmoil most of the time, a love that you struggle with and all the feelings that it brings to love to lose.
I notice that at some time Kelsey has been your mentor, Kelsey left Neo a year or so ago and it would be great if we could ask her to return, but have no way of contacting her.
There are a few other mentors here and we don't want you to fade away again so have a look around and see if there is one you like.
Yours, Ian.T

There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

but urs are monumental
mine only some

the handler masters moves......except instinct and drive cannot be caged
memerly hypnotized coerced to the guise of personal action..
a sub to the dom.....independent freedom is the risk and break from the
crumbs and sips.....true operative momentum complete with its feast
and famine in the free forage arena......but knowledge of our machines
tracks us......we are like spies roving.....forever dirt to be drawn up in
the sack of use to plant new seeds of ideology......A thoughtful poem
about a liberty that has always given freedom but maintians its rigeious
and careful eye of deliberation.....Its in our cities...on our dollar...american
our sin and social numbers and chips.....a brave new world...our soma
to idle the restless diynamic and creative minds of geniuse..madness.
and the power of expression...

thank you

I would have liked it. As it is I can appreciate its structure. I don't care for verso libre all that much, but it catches my attention from time to time. The line breaks were sensibly made and allowed the poem to move forward. It had the effect of producing rhyme where there was none.
Okay, maybe I did like it, but don't tell anyone. It is free verse after all.

W. H. Snow

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I agree with what Wesley has said and wish to add that I found it to be a stand alone poem free form or most vividly conveys the sentiments and emotions most profoundly is pretty lively and honest...

there are a few spelling errors which I am sure you will notice and correct in due course of time...

oh yeah...the title is perfect..


raj (sublime_ocean)

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