The Puppet Rebel - Part 2. (Read prequel first)

The Puppet Rebel

"Laugh, My Audience!!!" _____16-12-05


Laugh my Audience, Amuse yourself…
Make merry,…for the puppet show is going on…
Laugh, for I am about to be killed…
Be happy, I am going to be punished…
I am the villain in here…

Don’t ask why there are knots in the strings that dictate me.

Once …I didn’t want to be villain… I had rebelled…
Once there was a show when I pulled out my sword and snapped these strings that dictated.
And then I fell…
Fell lifeless on the ground…
My legs couldn’t support me…
My arms couldn’t lift the sword up…
Long I lay there helpless…injured…alone…

In darkness…my strings were retied...
My injuries crudely repaired…
I was mercilessly pulled up again…
And the show resumed…
That was the story of the puppet rebel.

My audience,
I am being pulled into the stage
I clearly see the knots in my strings
The tyranny of puppeteer echoes through them.
I am the villain in here…
I am going to be hated
I am going to be thrown away
The good people are going to kill me...

Laugh my Audience, Amuse yourself.

- Vivek Singh

The Puppet Rebel Part 1

The Puppet Rebel 28-10-05


Its time when a character will rebel,
And break away from the confines of the story
Break away from creator’s intentions and audience perceptions.

I didn’t want to be in ridiculous situations
But the cartoonist put me in there
And displayed this for others to laugh

I didn’t want to lose her
But the author chose to write her away from me
So that the tragedy sells

I didn’t want to die
But the scripter got me stabbed at the back
To create a murder suspense

I didn’t want to be villainous
But I was hated for being one
Because those strings ran me so at the puppet show

I have long been dictated by selfish writers
I will fight for my rights now
I will write my own story

I will no more fall into absurd traps set by the cartoonist for me
I won’t leave her, no matter how tragic a story the author tries to write
Murderers will be annihilated if they dare attack
And you will see the puppet pull out the sword and snap the strings that dictate.

Its time for me to rebel.

- Vivek Singh

Why Do You Persist?

Why do you persist? 16/04/04


Trying to win the battles u fought
And dreaming to achieve the aims you sought
Luck favours the brave, wrong u had thought
In the end you see, it’s nothing u have got,
In your five fingered fist.
Then why do you persist?


You had planned well, for the sunshine day
And hoped to walk, by the golden ray
But this storm has shattered all your way
And held you back, where you stay
In the dark and densened mist.
Now why do you persist?


U wished to be painted as a beautiful lagoon
With the star filled sky and the new crescent moon
The painting was a ruin and you found out soon
That you’ve been always, a sick cartoon
By a mocking cartoonist.
Say why do you persist?


You’ll sing for ever, if u think, you’re wrong
this Life is a feeble, solitary song
Some things live short, and some live long
But all will perish, be weak or strong
All things that today exist.
Still why do you persist?


“The cartoon being too bore to be read
The battles lost I think u said
Plans of sun saw mist instead
And hopes of life being slaughtered dead.
But I will bring the twist.
And that’s why I persist.”