My life - A Puppet Play

This display of fireworks on the western sky,
This melody of the passing breeze,
This giggling of the running stream, all that,
Bring me the beautiful memories about you,
That someday, I thought was my whole life.
But when I lay here all alone and lonely,
Deserted and unwanted anymore by you,  
I realise that life is all but torments, and  
I, like a puppet danced to the tunes,
That scripted by you, to your whims, but,
Oh my dear one, how can you be so cruel,
To a lost soul who loves you as his soul.
-------------------- premakumar -----------------