Puppet Dance-Shantsagar

Puppets dance on strings, controlled but free Their movements grace the stage with charm and grace In scripted steps, they play their roles, you see Their wooden limbs move with such harmony A waltz of whimsy, in this magical place Puppets dance on strings, controlled and free Their painted faces hide the truth, but we Can feel the longing in their embrace In scripted steps, they play their roles, you see Their puppet master pulls with certainty A tender tug, a delicate embrace Puppets dance on strings, controlled and free Their stories told with silent clarity Their shadows flicker, in the fire's embrace In scripted steps, they play their roles, you see Their ballet ends, with poignant poetry The curtains fall, leaving an empty space Puppets dance on strings, controlled and free In scripted steps, they play their roles, you see