Villain

Dark and hideous in its nature,

Comes with an ambition.

Conceals itself from the light.

There it lies at the corner;

Present as if not.

It peeps every now and then,

Makes sure of its absence

Though you know it's still there.

Puts on that remarkable smile

That gives the pure resemblance

Of it being the evil and cruel.

Every man wants to get rid of it

Multiple techiniques- Of meds,

Of religion, Of faith they apply

But failure shows the signs.

Terrible things it tells the mind,

And foolishly many times you trap

Yourself inside.

Overwhelming passion now seems right

Already have forgotten the surrounding,

You're now a puppet in its hands

And it is the night of your mind.

Blind are your eyes;

That selfish ambition

Has become your true goal in life.

Helpless you are but powerful you feel.

All the senses are malfunctioning.

By now, Its darkness has captured you,

Not a part of true self is visible.

You're a costume which looks

Exactly like you but is not you.

You've become it;

You're not yourself anymore.

Though the surrounding has sensed it,

Sadly, you remain unknown.

Ask me, what to do?

I'll say, only your wisdom can save you.