The Trickster

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Him
Yes him!
He made me pray
When I needed things
To go fast.
He made me beg
When I needed things
To go slow.

He didn’t fall
For my continuous tears
For he controlled
My past, present, future.

I showed him love
I wanted him to fall for me
My tricks failed
But yet again his did.

Maybe he knew
I had hatred for him
For he continuously mocked
At me.

I can’t read him
Will never be able to.
Yet I felt sad
For Time
The Marvellous Trickster.

By Mandira De Silva


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Beautiful poems

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The marvelous trickster 🙊