The Legend Of The Heroes And The Villains Poem by Pranjal Chandey

Since the dawn of time, stories have been told about heroes being the saviours while the villains are deemed as vile creatures merciless and bold.

But what defines a hero or a villain? Is it their words or the actions they take? Except no one knows what's good and what's evil What if the real difference lies in the teller of tales?

Maybe these villains are actually heroes of the legends untold. Maybe it's time that such tales we try to unfold

A hero would gladly give his life to protect the world He is noble, he is kind He's the answer to all the prayers that went unheard

A villain is seen as selfish and wicked. He would sacrifice the world for himself Maybe that is why we fall in love with the villains because deep down we know they are the darkest versions of ourselves.

People always chased after the hero hating the villain as they go until there he stood ripped apart by a hope that did not show banished by a love that did not grow.

He inhaled deeply feeling the final shred of humanity drain away embraced the dark with an emptiness in his heart but he felt stronger than ever
Because a villain isn't born He is made.

So here's how the story goes Heroes win and villains lose. What a lie it is. In the harsh reality of the world, no one gets to choose. Once we lift up this hood, we're all villains here. we know it's easier to be selfish and bad ‘cause why die trying to be good?