I am just a toy…

The topic would be under “Poetry” I am just a toy, “but toys can be loved forever” Toys that have been there since the beginning Not me, I am shiny and new, soon my shine will become dull and I will become old I’ll be tossed aside and forgotten, Soon a new toy will take… Continue reading I am just a toy…

The Puppet Master

They are his puppets, his toys. How he controls their lives so easily. He moves; all his pawns follow, obeying his thoughts. They are marionettes; being dangled by the strings of fate. They dance to unheard music, a tune of fear, sadness, and death; never joy or life. Those concepts have been forgotten; for the… Continue reading The Puppet Master