The Puppeteer.....

The puppeteer made it clear

that he was pulling the strings;

please conform to what's the norm'

or else you'll miss some things.

Demands are made, plans are laid

to influence the group;

with answers stock he'd fill the pot

making a pressure soup.

To dance along to his harsh song

would mean you'd lose yourself;

so cut the strings such pressure brings

and come off that peer placed shelf!

Sanaa, from dverse poets, has prompted us to write a poem about 'peer pressure'. I think all of us come under our peer's influences at some stage[s] of life, often negatively but sometimes positively. I have written in the negative aspect.

Here is the link: Peer Pressure

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