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A puppet has no say
A soulless object
Which's not supposed to ever have its way,
And is often manipulated as a puppeteer's project.

It has to move and dance strictly on the lines drawn by the hand that holds it.
Hands might change,
Puppet's destiny still stays the same,
She is no better than a game.

A toy, an entertainment as long as spectators feel cheery.
If once by some external force a string of its gets torn,
Puppeteer feels it's just a liability better not to be borne.
In a far-off niche or an attic it's ruthlessly flung or savagely thrown,
Since it's of no more use to the hand it had previously adorned.

The world has no use for the one that has loose strings.
The puppet is for sure doomed like a bird with a broken wing,
Which can't anymore fly towards the blue sky.
Little did the puppeteer realize that it was either his harsh pull or rough try
That puppet can't anymore comply.

Grace be to God,
Who endowed the puppeteer with the knack to sew and design winsome puppets,
But didn't bequeath him competency to stitch a puppet's heart.

Otherwise the heartlessness of the hands that held its strings so long for good,
Getting rid of it so easily since its broken string left the puppeteer in adverse mood,
Would have made the poor puppet drown in the stream of her own heartfelt tears.


















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  1. AnonymousAugust 20, 2025 at 7:43 AM

    👏🏻

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  2. AnonymousAugust 20, 2025 at 8:07 AM

    The difference of soul and feeling is the only reason which differs Human beings from Puppets. Like Puppeteer, God is controlling us as puppets of his hands🙏🏻

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  3. AnonymousAugust 20, 2025 at 8:22 AM

    A true depiction of our own lives...we are puppets dancing to HIS string tune as ALMIGHT plays....the blog was soulful, hearty, soft pulled, smooth try & strong destined to display dance attempt that completely wiped off my heartfelt tears...more STRONG SOULFUL STRINGS to the puppeteer Manika Mehta...continue to entertain us with your BLOGPUTLI tight string show...

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  4. AnonymousAugust 20, 2025 at 6:35 PM

    Very Nice Mam

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  5. AnonymousAugust 22, 2025 at 1:07 AM

    Very apt depiction.Puppet's destiny ( if any ) may not change, although our Karmas can make all the difference.

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