#menace
Strangers raised low walls
in the fields outside the city
so a watch is set up
but nothing happens
It's maddening
Some lock themselves in their houses
The guards no longer show up
Every now and then, someone stands
at the gate shouting: Cowards, cowards!
And every now and then, someone slips
away, almost staggering, a fist
clutching the keys to their house
We are on guard
sometimes startled by each other
by hurried footsteps in the street
Dec 13, 2025
Dec 13, 2025 at 3:53 AM UTC
Of course, we don't want war
In any case not
in our own country
So soldiers are needed
and they need to practise
to avoid boredom
So we provoke
something across the border
We let them come
while we have already left
Or, if they're stupid
we teach them a lesson
In an ambush
In any case, we teach them
to remain afraid
Dec 9, 2025
Dec 9, 2025 at 2:37 AM UTC
I arch my shoulder
in fright, and zoom, away flies --
my guardian angel.
Apr 8, 2025
Apr 8, 2025 at 4:01 AM UTC
The snow melts,
Trickles onto the roads,
Freezes into ice,
Right at my shoes.
And the water rolling off the roofs,
Forms spiked icicles,
Falling from the ledges,
Stabs my arm.
Feb 4, 2025
Feb 4, 2025 at 9:31 AM UTC
Son-of-Sam-I-am
with a ghost of a chance perchance
to stalk the block
where unsuspectings walk
Die-cast metal guy-am-I
all alone I sense the stone
reaching in to break the bone
Another one done for fun
Aren't I the fortunate son?
Jul 12, 2021
Jul 12, 2021 at 11:15 AM UTC
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, are we really alive-or on hope for?:>
I feel like the lunatics must be
the superiors in life from you and me
all of these roundabouts on the way
seems like a price for not being ones that we pay
how in the planets do them know that we are the sane?
how in the universe do them define what absurd to them as insane?
I'm not ought in this humanity to believe in vain
that what we lack is a disgrace to the hearts in pain
violins know how to play to me a menace
like for the haters who disrespect on block of distaste they penance
------ravenfeels
May 27, 2021
May 27, 2021 at 4:04 PM UTC
Another day passes by,
With me not knowing why.
A grin is plastered on my face,
Like a maniac running from something he hates;
yet I still enjoy the feeling of the chase.
The tension made it an ill-looking smile;
then the idea was washed over me.
I feel this way because...
I was useless.
I was useless yet did nothing to solve this problem.
I'll idly do something as I remember all the things that should've been done,
It haunts me
every second,
minute,
and hour.
I was a menace,
A menace to myself and everyone;
Felt like an actor reading a script.
But then again, someone said that life and all is like a play
And the world is a stage.
It makes everything feel surreal,
Like a living dream.
Feb 4, 2021
Feb 4, 2021 at 9:09 PM UTC
Crushing lightning you strike; aim – to ****
All the air is charged with your presence.
Flashing eyes in the rain, deathly chill –
You’re a roar in the sky, a menace.
Dec 13, 2020
Dec 13, 2020 at 4:36 PM UTC
"Hope I'm on the list of people that you hate
It's time you met the monster that you have helped create
...
It's hard not to be a menace to society
When half the population is happy on their knees"
Jun 3, 2019
Jun 3, 2019 at 11:36 PM UTC
Drunk on the orange light of dusk.
High on drink in a thick glass.
Cocooned in cigar smoke that hovers,
it carries the scent of a sweet menace.
The best part is knowing your ***** hang
out of sweaty boxers on the back stoop
while the neighbor lady stares
out the window, ashamed
of the visual **** of her orderly life.
At that moment, you realize, that's it baby.
The concert of life has reached its crescendo.
A spontaneous smile begins to form,
as you also begin to understand,
that's all you ever wanted
in the first place.
-Ron Gavalik
Jul 13, 2018
Jul 13, 2018 at 2:26 PM UTC
Young and a menace; living my life for what it is,
Only you can do you!
Understand that we all go through this crazy world and
No one is alone!
Go out
And see the world and
Never take this life for granted! "*...Oops I,
Did it again, I forgot what I was losing
My mind about,*"
Everybody has those days, you're
Not alone in this world.
"And send a message: I was young and a menace"
Certified and "here for the psych assessment" and
Everyone's gone mad; "*I'm here for the...
For the......
FALL!*"
Dec 27, 2017
Dec 27, 2017 at 11:32 PM UTC
Fear, the maker of dreams,
Of what seems to be reality
Often leave me in screams,
Fatally afraid of my mortality.
Morality not in question
I forge ahead in my temerity,
Heedless of resolution
Resolutely accepting intensity.
At each preposterous scene
I react as if I am undeserving
Unable to know what it means
Pretending they’re not unnerving.
Just like in my waking real life
I try to tough it out and brag
But my villainy is cut with a knife
The specter keeps in a velvet bag.
I want so badly to wake up
But the dream gave me a potion
To drink from a bejeweled cup
Filled with a delicious poison.
And the other specters are sweet
Speaking in enticing voices.
The follow me with silent feet
Viciously narrowing my choices.
Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 4:38 AM UTC
The thought of you
An uncertain utopia
Shaky and tense
To me makes little sense
The way you look at me
I come undone upon the seems
Holding and gripping
To keep my sanity is crippling
You say you can love me from a distance
But take this for instance
If I said good riddance
Would you see me as the menace?
Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 1:17 PM UTC
Words were all but words
What you never said;
What you said to me
Curses under your breathe.
I opened up my heart
You tore it apart;
Said I lived in fantasies
Bound to turn to dust.
I would fall to the deep end
You wouldn't even help;
Screamed till I was spent
And you just laughed aloud.
Sep 2, 2015
Sep 2, 2015 at 2:50 AM UTC
I prefer the shadows these days. Brightness and "clarity" only blinds the flickle.
This darkness becomes me. For I know what it feels like to be fire, to be the element.
I was so tired of wearing that jaggedely twisted unclean smile.
These traitorous painted lips smiled at any excuse, sometimes never refusing to stop.
Only a Jester's sinister grin came close to being just as terrifying.
My new and improved stormy demeanor came with a charming and intimidating scowl.
Mornings were finally productive because i no longer found my reflection mocking me with it's constant unwilling, gentle leer.
Finally, it was your turn to smile like the menace.
My inner monster was thrilled in the shadows, no doubt already thinking up, cruel ways to make it happen.
Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 7:54 AM UTC
By Quinfinn & AB
AB:Freedom Of Speech,
No longer free,
We're all the same (Person)
Different colors,
Come in packs,
There are others,
Judging covers,
Crazy personalities,
Talking in third (Person)
Minus beautiful necessities,
For faithful lovers,
Damaged memories,
Destroyed,
Unemployed,
Just like the next (Person)
Got it just as bad as you,
What a feeling,
To be high,
Loving life,
Exploring miles,
And not killing a (Person),
Swear its petty,
Keep it steady,
You and me are not the same (Person)
Moving on to better things,
Wedding rings,
Changing things,
Making moves,
But you'd rather be a stupid (Person)
Getting into drugs , royal rugs,
Should be spreading love,
Get to know a familiar (Person)
To lead you on the right path,
Coming back , take another drag,
To know the facts man!
Swear you're not that (Person)
That people use to see you as,
You were a blessing,
♦ Wouldn't look good for your character,
That's why I keep to myself,
Put a barrier around myself,
Would not live to let another human being break my health,
Limits ****
And so does unfairness,
Not believing your awareness,
I'm aware,
That you'll swing it out of the park,
And into the window of ignorance,♦
WSQF: what cost...freedom?
is it not free?
no...neither are we.
what color is humanity?
are we not all alike?
no....we who judge a man by the skin he wears
care not for the heart within...seeing only projected lies
created by fear and ignorance.
define insanity...
what is real and what is not?
we are the third person
you are the first
i am the first
there is no second except what society dictates
what needs employ hatred, anger , fear?
self...it should be all...collectively..we are the one
we are not wild dogs...loving is human and animal,
but not a wild animosity, not a purge of wisdom
loving is dignity, intelligence, fidelity...oneness
too easily, humanity loses its memory
we are obsessed with personal gain, while we lose our souls
unemployed by design, the very few enslaving the many
what hath man's interpretation of god wrought?
all of the same genes, the same skin, the same gene pool
are we, brothers and sisters all....the same living, dying membrane are we
where there are walls and bridges, we lose ourselves,
our collective consciousness
raising our younglings to hate and fear upon the dictates
of societal and class grudgery and vain apathy....greed.
man's only limits are those he is bred to believe
awareness is light and we are not sheeple....we are people
awake humanity with the light of reason and empathy and education.....of self worth, of dignity, of love
break the stained glass of slavery, ignorance and oligarchy of fear....
arise, humans and embrace the light of love
live together, enrich each other....find one another..be the whole and the one....
awake!
♦ Wouldn't look good for your character,
That's why I keep to myself,
Put a barrier around myself,
Would not live to let another human being break my health,
Limits ****
And so does unfairness,
Not believing your awareness,
I'm aware,
That you'll swing it out of the park,
And into the window of ignorance,♦
Jun 6, 2015
Jun 6, 2015 at 5:21 PM UTC
The menace is of itself.
"Me" being the only troubles to face.
As one falls, will one always succeed in getting back up?
Alone,
As the answer lasts for so long.
How long?
How long until reality smashes and shatters the dream?
The truth being, as it always has.
Jan 28, 2015
Jan 28, 2015 at 12:13 PM UTC
How ordinary they seem
these dull-eyed cattle
not a spark
nor a glimmer
of intelligence
-is there more to life?
they wonder
the answer was right there
in front
of their small beady eyes
eyes that could not
see beyond the
mundane world
they chose to
inhabit
to pollute
-is there something wrong?
they ask.
they think they are so
caring, smart,
suprerior.
But they're not.
They put on an air of menace
a facade of what
they are not
they think they can
fool anyone
anything
but let me tell you
you are never
going to be
what you think of
your filthy selves
I am ashamed to be human.
Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 9:20 PM UTC
influenced by arrogant,
disrespectful people who
don't mind their own business,
people who tell us what to do,
controlling sociopaths,
emotions filled with hatred,
heart that doesn't know
where it belongs,
just a few teenagers
tangled in the mess
of the menacing world.
Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 6:18 PM UTC