#villains
suppress my sickness
impermanence is my best friend
cannot heal with quickness
this is something without an end
debilitating revelation
inconsistent villains
each day spent trying to pretend
Feb 19
Feb 19, 2026 at 10:12 AM UTC
Where are they from?
Are they truly real?
Is it a performance?
Who was put down?
What is a hero?
There are so many,
Different morals,
Actions and all
What is a hero?
I can’t decide,
Which ones are genuine?
Which ones are here?
Heroes like villains are all around,
In many shapes and sizes,
Different glories or put down,
Heroes are a multitude
Most are good, true,
So are bad, fake,
So who do we seek?
Who do we want?
We’ll never know who,
What, where, why,
Society hides them,
You’ll never learn the truth.
Nov 19, 2025
Nov 19, 2025 at 10:47 AM UTC
How are they made?
Why are they born?
Villains all around,
Villains here and there
Snakes and devils,
Remorseless and sly
Leeches so grotesque,
Hyenas so so hot
Pretty and ugly,
Handsome and mundane,
In different shapes and sizes
How are they made?
Each one is different,
How they soak in their wants
With no intent for others,
No intent to help
To mindlessly hurt,
To take revenge,
In all shapes and sizes
Where do they begin?
So what is a villain?
Is it for society's gain?
Trash thrown away?
Villains are made.
Nov 19, 2025
Nov 19, 2025 at 10:37 AM UTC
The social personality test,
Labeled me a villain!
A vile twisted man with morals not,
A stinking marauder with a heart of rot,
A mindless ravager incapable of thought!
All because I said that I'd do things that no other would,
To ensure safety to those I wish to save,
So am I villain not?
Feb 1, 2025
Feb 1, 2025 at 10:13 PM UTC
Is there a villain in every story?
Or do we insert one?
Does that make the story easier to tell?
Is there a hero?
And does it have to be you?
Or could you be the villain?
Is there an end to every story?
Or do we create one?
Does that make the story easier to tell?
Is there a new start?
And does it have to be yours?
Or could you be the ending?
And why does it seem to matter?
Dec 15, 2022
Dec 15, 2022 at 12:15 PM UTC
Prowling,
like a wolf
on the periphery of the unknown
betwixt knowledge and dread
I saw the dark truth
I felt the gulf
the waste
the expanse
the difference in power
the taste of defeat
the vice grip of the inevitable
the long, slow bleed of my dignity
flowing out
with the gold of my entrails
eviscerated by my pride
how I dared to topple the monolithic,
undeniable truth
that there is always
a better you
a better me
a better us, out there
stronger
bigger
faster
smarter
more hung
more fashionable
more handsome, more beautiful, more androgynous
more capable
more accomplished
more patient
more... loving
more empathetic
they know more random facts
they've been more places
they've known more people
they've seen more sunrises
they've counted every moon
their worst is better than your best day
he cares for her more deeply than you did
she loves that
she's forgotten you
he tells her what he never told you
and she loves him for that
you were always afraid to find out
they never invite you because you're not fun
what a downer
what a bore
there's always that one person
upon whom your envy is never sated
they lope in moonlight
flowing locks of grace
teeth bared in a frightful grin
they know all your cards
they can play you like a fiddle
they're out there
where you fear to go
the apex predator
the person you'll never be
but dream you could
and dreams are all you'll have...
Oct 31, 2022
Oct 31, 2022 at 6:37 PM UTC
While other girls were dreaming about Prince Charming saving the day
I was praying for the Villain to take me away
Dec 24, 2021
Dec 24, 2021 at 4:12 PM UTC
So These Days I’m Thinking...
WHO Can Be Said...
To Be... Heroes And Villains... ?
Cos’ It’s A Question That Begs...
For... INFORMED Decisions... !!!
Mainstream Descriptions...
Are Driven Through Pictures...
And Clearly Some Scriptures...
Do More Than Disfigure...
The Truth About Those...
Wearing... Emperors Clothes...
And Clearly Some Kings...
Have Done Villainous Things...
Just Like These Gangsters...
Who Like To **** Hammers... !!!
Who Get Hero Status...
In TV Show Chapters...
Or Are They Just Villains...
Who Do ***** Business... !?!
Which Leads Me To Money...
And Those Who Pursue It...
As If Their Name’s Bugsy...
And Love It Like Cupid... !!!
Are HEROES The Type...
Who’ll HIKE UP The Price...
Until You Can’t Pay...
Is That How They Behave... ?!?
Which Now Leads Me To Say...
That... Financial Villains...
Seem To Be... POLITICIANS... !!!
Who Deal In Restrictions...
And Secretive Missions... !!!
All Types of Conditions...
And Forms of Rendition...
That Use Ammunition...
To Indulge In Killing...
of Innocent Victims... !!!
But WHO’s INNOCENT...
And HEROIC In Death... ?!?
Whose Acts Are HEROIC...
When War Becomes POTENT... ?!?
Soldiers And Toters...
of BIG GUNS In Holsters...
That Cause Roller Coasters... ?!?
That Take Minds On Rides...
That DESTROY Peoples’ Lives...
And WHO Gets To Decide...
What A HERO DEFINES... ?!?
Those Who Hold POWER... !!!
And Make People Cower...
Because Who THEY KNOW...
Embrace VILLAINOUS Roles... !?!
The Type That Aren’t Shown...
In... Online Videos... !!!
Or On The BIG SCREEN...
If You Get What I Mean... ???
Are Heroes UNSEEN...
PRISTINE And SO CLEAN...
That They’re NEVER Dirtied...?!?
And What About Those...
Who Are Now Claiming Thrones...
In World Media Zones...
Are These People HEROES... ?!?
Or Just... BIG MONEY HO’s...
Whose Souls Have DEEP Holes...
When Their Lives Are EXPOSED... !?!
It’s A World Where UNSTABLE...
People... Get NICE Labels...
That Seem To Tell Fables...
So Who Was The Villain...
Was It... Cain Or Abel... ?!?
When Truth Is What’s Written...
WHO Then Becomes VILLAINS... ?!?
Cos’ Heroes Would Seem...
To Embrace Secrecy...
According To Themes...
That Are Seen In Movies...
Hiding Behind...
All These Costumes And Masks...
Needing To Disguise...
Who They Actually Are...
Which Would Seem To Be Farce...
Because What Kind of Hero...
Just Works In... The Dark... ?!?
When People Need Light...
To STOP Villainous Hearts...
So That They Can See...
Who The REAL HEROES Be... !!!
And Then Consequently...
GET RID of New Villains...
BEFORE They Can Reach...
A Place Where They Feed...
Something Like Vaccines...
To Humans... GLOBALLY... !!!
You See Heroes And Villains...
Are DANGEROUS Labels...
To Be Out Their... Giving...
To... Corporate Stables... !!!
of Minds Who Devise...
Some Insidious Crimes... !!!
Like These BIG PHARMA Guys...
Whose Products Take Lives...
Just Check Through Their Files... !!!
These Days I’m Inclined...
To Not Just Apply...
A Title of Hero...
Or Villain To ZEROS... !!!
Because There Are MANY...
Whose Lives Are UNsTeaDy... !!!
Who Are NOT Heroic...
Their Egos Are BLOATED...
And Just OVERFLOWING...
With Compliments Given...
By People NOT DRIVEN...
To Take TIME To Listen...
And Compute Like... VISION... !!!
To See What Is Hidden...
BEHIND All Their Grinning... !?!
While Those Seen As Villains...
Are On Righteous Missions...
That DON’T Deal In Fiction...
... Abusing Or Killing... !!!
These People Are Willing...
To Take STRONG POSITIONS... !!!
That May See Them SUFFER...
Or Have To Take Cover...
From Villainous Suckers...
Who Move Just Like DARTH... !!!
Because Heroes Are STRONG...
And Will Fight Against Wrong...
From The Moment They START... !!!
While It Seems VILLAINS Are...
More Willing To Play...
Along With The Games...
That Are Now On Display...
On Our Big Screens Today...
And Then Have The Cheek...
When It’s Late In The Day...
To Then Start To Speak...
And Make ALL Kinds of Claims...
About Changing Their Ways...
And That Things Need To Change...
Just Like Villainous Snakes... !!!
They Just Slither Away...
And Make Worms Turn And Hate... !!!
While Heroes Stand STRAIGHT...
And Don’t Fear Facing Pain... !!!
Which Is Why I Have Written...
This Verse That’s Rhyme Driven...
Because Right Now I’m Thinking...
That Heroes Are MISSING...
While Villains Are Shifting...
The Rules of The Game...
To Suit VILLAINOUS Gains... !!!
So My Question Is This...
Who TRULY Now FITS...
And BEFITS The Description...
of Those Who Are Claimed...
To Be.....
..... “ Heroes And Villains “.....
Sep 30, 2021
Sep 30, 2021 at 6:18 PM UTC
What if I tell you a story
deeper than a true love’s kiss,
One in which the truth prevails
and it leaves your soul abyss?
What if the mistress of evil
trusted a human once,
An innocent girl who left her solitude
just to watch her wings get burned.
What if Ursula’s deal was fair
all she wanted was to sing,
Are only royal blood allowed to dream
Is that why she was banished by the king?
What if Snow White was in pretense
a girl who helped others mend,
And right after the poisoned apple
Evil Queens heart was under her bed.
What if villains were just humans
without lamps or slippers or prince,
They live without a fairy Godmother
and are deprived of fairytale endings.
They don’t get a knight in armour
or magic genie on the street,
They survive all alone
waiting for their demise to meet.
They walk on broken shards
while the princess attends the ball,
Can you blame them for wanting
to watch the fairest of them to fall?
Apr 4, 2021
Apr 4, 2021 at 5:51 AM UTC
I will not repent
My daily sins
To an antiquated verse
Or bind myself
To a definition
I do not acknowledge
To be a sinner, as you say
To be the villain
Before I have my own story
To wear guilt and shame
As constant wardrobe
I don’t buy it
Give me my flaws,faults
And misdeeds
Tattoo them to my skin
I will build an epic origin tale
Layers upon my body
Until my soul bleeds
And the words from my mouth
Will be sonnets for misfits
Gathering into bonfires
My smirk, dancing sparks
And trouble, a forte
To be sinner, as you say
And plaster your prayers
As hollow blessings
To cure me
To iron out my wrinkles
Tuck me safely into a social norm
I don't buy it
Fray the edges
Pull myself off the frame
Not all butterflies will be pinned
Pluck the pins of expectations
Use those antiquated words
To set fire
To every criticism you used
To create this prison
Repent, you say
For being myself
And I will tell you
no
Jan 6, 2021
Jan 6, 2021 at 2:16 AM UTC
Pay Shylock his pound
of flesh, give Richard his horse,
let Juliet love anew.
Let go of the ghost -
Shakespeare’s doomed heroes
- pronounce them all dead.
Fight no more battles,
release strings so puppets
finish their dance.
Dismiss the actors,
set horses to pasture,
lower the curtains.
Ever-refreshed
villainy, once banished,
has taken new stages.
Human suffering,
in concert - you won't miss it
- it comes to you.
Sep 16, 2020
Sep 16, 2020 at 6:30 AM UTC
true villains
don't exist
and
neither do
true heroes
in someone's book
you are
a villain
in another's book
you are
a hero
you see,
it just
depends
on who
the storyteller is
Apr 19, 2020
Apr 19, 2020 at 2:22 PM UTC
A tale lies hidden etched in stone, buried beyond a vanquished throne.
Its king and queen could not have known, the cost of a legend is paid for in bones.
©
Aug 29, 2019
Aug 29, 2019 at 10:24 AM UTC
Those who fight to change history
usually change to fight history
Nov 4, 2018
Nov 4, 2018 at 4:42 PM UTC
i steal.
i smoke.
i drink.
i gamble.
i punch.
i hurt.
i ****
you see me as red. the ever color of anger.
you see me as green. the hue of greed and disgust.
you see me as black. the epitome of darkness.
but i'm in every way just like you.
i cry.
i fall.
i get hurt.
i get sick.
i get scared.
i make mistakes.
i die.
you don't see me as blue. a sadness conformed into a hue.
you don't see me as purple. an embodiment of fear.
you don't see me as white. the ever innocent color.
because before I was this, I was just like you.
and i guess you'll never see how the evil in me brought out the good in you.
Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 1:57 AM UTC
I'm there, but invisible.
I think that I'm invincible.
But I'm no Iron Man.
I try to be a Green Lantern
In a room full of Red Lanterns.
But trying is never enough.
Trying is never good enough.
Rage-filled regret
Strength-radiated reliance.
They call me devoted
Little do they know,
I've just deviated
From them all.
They tell me not to
Put up a fake front
A façade of sorts.
But I have to
To hide my scars
And shattered mind.
To say that
I'm good
When I'm not
Like aspiring to be
Like Atlantis
A picturesque paradise
An upsized utopia
An insecure phobia.
We were born
Into this world
Told that we were meant to
Change it.
Told that we were
Superheroes and princesses.
But I'm no Superman.
I'm a Sentry at war
With my own self
With those around me
With my own mind.
The happiness that I see
Is one that I cannot bear
Like Batman re-living
Past deaths in his lair.
I live it everyday
Feet full of lead
Like Doomsday and Superman
Here I lay,
On the ground,
Dead.
Apr 14, 2018
Apr 14, 2018 at 12:23 AM UTC
Evil colluders,
Robbers and looters
Claiming they're patriots too.
Hiding from tax.
And Wielding their axe,
Chopping down people like you.
Nothing is out of bounds
Burn freedom to the ground.
Let it all rot
They all say “why not”?
They don’t think we’re people
Banks are their church steeple.
Decades of cheating
Leaving us bleeding
And then they laugh at us too
Put it together
And what have we got?
A rabbity, rascally crew.
Nothing is out of bounds
Burn freedom to the ground.
Let it all rot
They all say “why not”?
They don’t think we’re people
Banks are their church steeple.
Radical fools,
Political tools,
Legions of idiots too.
Put them together
And what have you got?
Republican dillweeds is who.
Nothing is out of bounds
Burn freedom to the ground.
Let it all rot
They all say “why not”?
They don’t think we’re people
Banks are their church steeple.
Jul 28, 2017
Jul 28, 2017 at 5:03 AM UTC
the problem
with heroes
is that everyone thinks
they're perfect
until they're not.
its almost as if
people can't stand to deal
with the dark sides of people that exist
nobody likes discovering
the skeletons that we keep
they'll tell you they care
that they'll always be there
that there's nothing
that could ever
change their mind
until something does
then suddenly
curtains are closed
all good that has once been done
disappears into smoke
people love to say
tell me the truth over a lie any day
but when truth comes knocking
suddenly they're the ones running away
Jan 19, 2017
Jan 19, 2017 at 4:11 PM UTC
Our God is really excellent
At death and genocide.
How we love to celebrate
How many folks have died.
We always feel better about life
And the wonderful heavenly joy
When we’ve murdered some foreigner's wife.
Or when we put to death girls and boys.
It is so commendable of humans
To execute those who are different
Or if they commit the cardinal sin
Of being some kind of sick dissident
Who refuses to do what we want
Like maybe lying down and acquiescing
Or refusing to shut up and play along with
Our political posturing and window dressing.
And is is all sacred and very holy;
Every bit of it is hidden by claims
That all genocide and bigotry
Is committed in our God’s name,
Unless the genocide and prejudice
Is directed anywhere near us.
The we whip out our Bibles and cry
And make a self-righteous fuss.
The Golden Rule applies to all
Except heathens and non-Caucasians.
And then it’s a noose, SWAT team or
At least an *** for every occasion.
Because killing people is terrible;
It is simply not the proper way
To deal with all of life’s issues,
Unless we want to, then it’s okay.
And all of it is by The Good Book
If the right verses are selected.
The American Bible is written to insure
The right people are not neglected.
And everyone should worship
And join the Living God’s legions
And be exactly like he lived life:
A blond-haired, blue eyed Norwegian.
Jan 7, 2017
Jan 7, 2017 at 6:42 AM UTC
Disgusted now that America is busted
For voting in sewer rats and gone to bat
For making this into an autocracy,
Working to gut democracy and replace it,
Deface and deforest all of the best
Then sell off the rest of the planet
From the water to the granite
Leaving only inedible gold
Shoved into the the wallets
Of the national pickpockets
And liars while they set fires
And burn down the country
With their hatred and bigotry
Unchecked by the lazy populace
Too stupid to know what danger is
While it is marching into their homes
Making every state a danger zone.
The traitors who own the industries
Hold a gun to journalist monopolies
So that artificial realities are sold
As socialized necessities
To people who prefer tabloids
To history books and crave bromides
For this time it is the Christians
That fiddle while Rome turns to ruins
And ashes surrounded by those who fought
While a complacent half of America did not.
I am sickened at the laziness,
The political father of craziness
Has let this horror happen to this,
The country of which I was always proud,
And sick of how loud the rats are
That they have taken destruction so far
That we may never recover again
And start to elect countrymen
Instead of men to own the country
Without a scintilla of modesty
And treat fine people shoddily
Merely because they can.
Who needs that kind of man?
Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 6:30 PM UTC