Theatrics of life ( OctPoWriMo)

(From Pexel)

Day 13

Prompt: Theatre

Form: Rhyming couplets

Hey, Mr. Director! I think the script needs a revision
There are very few happy scenes and too much tension!


Could you tell the scriptwriter the cues are all askew
Why is it the same old story and not something new?


Why don’t I as the main protagonist have the centre stage?
Why does the audience age as in the play I age?


It’s my life’s drama, shouldn’t I have a say?
Somehow I am not happy with the progression of the play.


Why wasn’t I given a bound script at the very beginning?
Why do I have to improvise only on your telling?


Why, pray, can’t I do it when I need to?
You treat me as a puppet on string, yes sir, you do!


And listen, Mr. Director, you can’t just thrust me into limelight
We need some rehearsals if the show is on day and night!


Next time when you decide to cast me in the drama of life
Do allow me to play the role as I envisage to avoid any strife.


I am not the kind to leave the production midway
Even if it is not to my liking, till the end I’ll stay!


Next time I will be my own script writer as well as the director
It’s time, sir, for you to hand over the reigns of this theatre!

32 thoughts on “Theatrics of life ( OctPoWriMo)

  1. Brilliant! Simply genius! I love that it can be read in two ways- the intended metaphorical way and then as an actual ramble to the director, from the artist. Wouldnโ€™t it be wonderful if we get to decide our life? Sadly, our director cannot be questioned, heโ€™s beyond us all ๐Ÿ˜‰ Well, we could lend a hand and help in producing our own lives because he must be busy doing it for everyone. What a busy podium we are all in! This poem is simply genius! ๐Ÿ’–

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    1. You read it exactly as I had written it, Sahana! Yeah, he sure is beyond questioning! ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜… I hope so he forgets my life and lets me do what I want to! ๐Ÿ˜‚

      Heartfelt thanks, my dear. โค๏ธ

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  2. I love the stubborn sound of rebel in the voice of the protagonist …At least that’s how I read it.
    To me it’s also like a child throwing a tantrum.
    My suggestion is why wait for the next time…Throw out mr director now!

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  3. Masterful work, Punam. I just love the rhythm and playfulness of this piece, which has a wonderful message beneath. Wow, that just came out that way. Haha. Mirror. Lovely poem, my friend. โค๏ธ

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