#ventriloquist
You always talked to little
About what's on your mind
I overcompensated
And always mentioned mine
When silence hung too heavy
I filled it with my life
Speech unreciprocated
So my mouth took flight
The stillness of your tongue
Left me quite unnerved
The secrets of your self
Kept carefully reserved
I pried your jaws open
Fed you text through a syringe
I stuffed you till you overflowed
Lips spasming to constringe
The silence that was there
Now filled with greenery
Salads and word vomits
My doll repeated perfectly
In uncanny likeness
Your voice sounds like my own
I ignored my prickled skin
And your lips, which were sewn
Shut
I look down
And see the needle
In your palm
You look up
With defiance
And a storm
Your eyes
Mirror
Mine
My words
Fell
Blind
Mar 28
Mar 28, 2026 at 2:31 AM UTC
On different days,
He became different,
And yet remained the same.
He was amusing.
He was otherworldly.
He had something in him,
Which made him eerily different.
He listened.
He listened wholeheartedly.
He was the only one,
Who felt real.
He peeked into thoughts.
He responded in silences.
He captured the soul and the heart,
So effortless was his gaze.
A gaze that brought smile,
A gaze that brought stillness,
A gaze that sparked question,
A gaze that sparked wonder.
Jan 28, 2021
Jan 28, 2021 at 4:52 PM UTC
Wood you marry me?
I love you can't you see?
I hope you will agree
So please, please, please,
Marry me...
They say it's no good
Because you're made of wood
For me it's understood
So please, please, please,
Marry me...
Ventriloquist's
Wooden dummy
You give me fits
Please marry me!
Please take my hand
Together we can stand
Our life will be so grand
So please, please, please,
Marry me...
I'll have your back
You by my side
It's just like that
Please be my bride!
Life will be complete
My mouth closed when you speak
Our future bright not bleak
So please, please, please,
Marry me...
Nov 9, 2019
Nov 9, 2019 at 11:34 AM UTC
Gifted ventriloquist
Slipped through the cracks
Elusive cricket
Nov 16, 2018
Nov 16, 2018 at 9:11 PM UTC
his pockets were rather deep
wherein money galore was stored
the large loads of funds
catered to his every whim
one day a bright notion
sparked in the mind
to employ a mouthpiece
who'd spin his very line
of an effective voice was she
using her ventriloquist's act
in spreading his messages
throughout the vast lee
no doubt their arrangement
has a servant and master flair
on the huge fortune
nothing wouldst be spared
to-day they'll co-ordinate
the mission's pitch again
so as it sends his note
in the apropo vein
Jun 26, 2018
Jun 26, 2018 at 7:56 PM UTC
I think sometimes my thoughts
are hijacked by a ventriloquist
hiding within me.
as words that were only syllables
speak out of context
yet I know I didn't wish to say
it like that or did I really?
I'm misinterpreted because I say
it as it is, I blame it on the
ventriloquist sulking within.
Freeing words expelled over distance.
My mouth closed but words heard escaping out.
Then I speak,
I don't really care,
I say it as it is...
Mar 19, 2018
Mar 19, 2018 at 6:07 PM UTC