For others show might be a life,
But for me life is a show...
A puppet show!!!
Where the strings are held by my fate (god / luck)
no doubt, by my choice... I guess!
Because I didnt ... I didnt fight with it.
I smiled when the fate wished,
But that was scary... To hell!!!
As the fate like the teasing and drama.
So it played dirty and it wished me to CRY
But you know what??
I cried....
Yeah go on call me a loser!
Because that's what i am,
Biggest in my small dreamy eyes...
As i didn't wanted to fight and no
I will not fight.
Because i love the peace...
So let the fate play with the threads of my life
And enjoy its puppet show.
Atleast someone is enjoying...
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Hey ! I am just starting so any suggestions will be welcomed!!
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BROKEN BEAD'S
PoetryIts just a collection of some poems... some can be relatable and some can be imagined. Or a collection of thousand thoughts... Hope you like it!