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Poetry by Rowan Evans

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  • Who Do I Relate To in Fiction? | A Villain-Inspired Poem by Rowan Evans

    Rowan Evans

    Author’s Note

    I’ve always found it interesting who we relate to in fiction—and apparently, my answer is the villains.

    Not necessarily because I agree with everything they do, but because I recognize pieces of myself in their intensity, their flaws, their ambition, their pettiness, and sometimes even the way they try to make sense of the world.

    So this is me admitting that my fictional character roster might raise a few questions.

    Vader. Maul. Thawne. Light.

    Yeah.

    I know.

    — Rowan Evans

    A dark fictional-villain-inspired scene surrounding a solitary poet holding a glowing pen.
    Maybe the villains aren’t relatable because they’re right—maybe they’re relatable because they’re human.

    Who Do I Relate To in Fiction?
    Poetry by Rowan Evans

    I relate to the villains—
    Like Vader, who loved so hard
    he became a monster—
    sure he killed Padmé,
    but was that really
    little Ani’s fault?
    Because I blame Obi-Wan—
    you see, if Kenobi
    had not of gone—
    if he hadn’t have been
    on Mustafar,
    Padmé would still be here.

    And I relate with Maul,
    because he had it all—
    the flips, the tricks,
    the sweet lightsaber
    with twice the blade—
    but his overconfidence
    was his downfall.
    That’s why I keep mine in check,
    I’m not ready to split yet.

    I relate to Eobard Thawne.
    That’s the level of petty
    that I aspire to,
    because if I don’t like you—
    and I mean, really don’t like you,
    I make it my job
    to keep you feeling off.
    It’s nothing big,
    just little and inconvenient—
    until it’s not.
    (Sorry, Mrs. Allen.)

    I also relate to Light Yagami—
    because he likes to write,
    and I like to write too.
    We both write names in notebooks,
    try to shape fate with words—
    the difference is, where my ink
    sometimes heals—
    his only hurts.

    Journey into the Hexverse

    [It Could Have Been…]
    A playful little love poem about strawberries, roses, and the wonderfully ridiculous ways romance can show up when you know someone doesn’t like the traditional version.

    [Exhibit A]
    A quick-witted, unapologetically playful poem about writing fast, crossing lines, roasting the competition, and letting rhythm do the talking.

    [Why So Serious?]
    A playful, chaotic poem packed with pop-culture references, superhero imagery, Disney characters, wordplay, and the kind of ridiculous puns that make the poet wonder why they were ever given a pen.

    If you’re interested in more poetry, you can find it here → [The Library of Ashes]

  • Kaio-ken with a Pen & Zenkai (Stronger Now) | Dragon Ball-Inspired Battle Poetry

    Rowan Evans

    Author’s Note

    I originally wrote these as two separate pieces, but once I stepped back and read them together, I realized they were having the same conversation.

    Kaio-ken with a Pen is the attack: speed, confidence, exaggerated battle-rap energy, and the idea that my mind can move faster than the people trying to keep up with it. The pen becomes the weapon, and Dragon Ball becomes the language I’m using to describe that creative intensity.

    Then came Zenkai (Stronger Now).

    That one felt like the natural aftermath. In Dragon Ball, a Zenkai is the idea of becoming stronger after surviving a near-death experience. That concept fit perfectly with the way I think about resilience: sometimes you get pushed to the edge, you survive the fight, and you come back with something you didn’t have before.

    So together, these poems became something of a two-part battle sequence:

    I attack with the pen.
    I survive the fight.
    I come back stronger.

    Neither piece is meant as a literal threat toward anyone. They’re me having fun with battle-poetry, Dragon Ball references, ridiculous power scaling, and the sheer joy of seeing how far I can push a metaphor before it explodes.

    Basically: Battle Rowan went Super Saiyan.

    — Rowan Evans

    A poet holding a pen stands surrounded by explosive golden and crimson energy, symbolizing creative power, battle, and becoming stronger after adversity.
    One poem is the attack.

    Kaio-ken with a Pen
    Poetry by Rowan Evans

    I can go Super Saiyan easy,
    the way Chi Chi teached me—
    taught me, I forgot you see
    I’m the best, yes,
    don’t want to step to this—
    you don’t want to fought me—
    fight me, I mean—bitch bite me,
    you’re not like me.

    My mind is terrifyingly quick—
    thoughts comes, instant transmission—
    from my mind to the page
    in a Final Flash attack—
    Kaio-ken with a pen, is this the end?

    Fin.

    Kaio-ken with a pen, I’m at it again,
    this is my battle to win.
    It’s going take you, a Kamehameha
    and Kaio-ken times ten just to test me—
    but it won’t be enough to best me.

    A poet holding a pen stands surrounded by explosive golden and crimson energy, symbolizing creative power, battle, and becoming stronger after adversity.
    The other is what happens when you survive it.

    Zenkai (Stronger Now)
    Poetry by Rowan Evans

    I’m Goku after a fight
    and a Senzu bean,
    you know what that means—
    I’ve gotten stronger now,
    you pushed me to the edge—
    took me to the brink,
    but you couldn’t end it—
    you couldn’t finish me.

    So do your little dance,
    put on the Potara—do it—
    put your minds together,
    just know, even two as one—
    you won’t get the job done.
    I won’t borrow strength from no one,
    don’t need no spirit bomb
    to drop bombs—

    No Kamehameha—
    just ha-ha, I’m laughin’ at you.

    Journey into the Hexverse…

    [Don’t Push Me]
    A playful battle-poetry piece about turning insults into punchlines, standing your ground, and refusing to be intimidated. Don’t Push Me mixes swagger, humor, rhyme, and Rowan Evans’ signature self-aware interruptions.

    [B.S.T.F.U.]
    A playful battle-poetry exercise packed with insults, internal rhymes, punchlines, wordplay, and literary swagger. B.S.T.F.U. is Rowan Evans flexing the verbal muscles—not calling out anyone in particular.

    If you’re interested in more poetry, you can find it here → [The Library of Ashes]

  • Slim & Shady VII: Multiverse & Madness – Rowan Evans Poetry

    Rowan Evans

    Author’s Note

    Step inside a storm. Step inside me. Slim & Shady is not a voice borrowed from another—it is mine: reverent, sly, untamed, and unapologetically chaotic. This piece does not whisper. It does not pause. It collides worlds, universes, and characters, letting the lines crash into each other like supernovae of thought and fire.

    This is a poem for those who can feel intensity as a pulse, who can ride the chaos instead of fleeing it. Let it overwhelm. Let it dazzle. Let it press every sensory button you didn’t know you had. In this multiverse of madness, every reference, every rhyme, every collision is intentional—it is me, fully unleashed, letting the cosmos of my mind spill into ink.

    Do not attempt to tame this. Do not attempt to categorize it. Let Slim & Shady lead you through a frenzy of fandom, obsession, and wild, reverent devotion to the art of rhyme itself.

    Buckle in. The ride is relentless.

    —Rowan Evans

    Chaotic multiverse battle scene blending anime, comics, and video games, representing the energy of Slim & Shady VII.
    Slim & Shady VII: Multiverse & Madness – A collision of worlds, chaos, and creativity in Rowan Evans’ epic poetic vision.

    Slim & Shady VII: Multiverse & Madness
    Poetry by Rowan Evans

    I’m slim and shady, reverent and sly,
    Here til the end, til the day I die.
    Do you see it? Do you feel it?
    The fire inside—a mask for madness,
    Insanity divine, I rhyme like a master.
    You can call me Splinter.
    You’re nothing to me, turtles in a half-shell,
    You can call me Shredder.

    Yeah, it’s morphin’ time,
    The way I flip these rhymes.
    Rita, you’re repulsing,
    So I come dangerous, call me Zedd,
    Aiming at your dome, coming straight for your head.

    Magneto bending metal like a verse from my mind,
    Venom wrapping syllables around your spine.
    Batman lurking in the shadows of my rhyme,
    Joker laughs in meter, chaos in perfect time.

    Ichigo’s Bankai, slicing through the night,
    Vegeta’s pride igniting Super Saiyan might.
    Light Yagami’s notebook—every word a deathly bite,
    Alphonse’s armor echoing the pain I write.

    Aizen schemes, a chessboard in every line,
    Frieza laughs, snapping planets in my rhyme.
    Goku goes Ultra Instinct, faster than the mind,
    Every punch, every kick—syllables entwined.

    Scorpion, “Finish Him!”—spines crack with my sound,
    Sub-Zero freezing verses, bodies hit the ground.
    Mario stomps Bowser, coins raining like my bars,
    Link swings Master Sword, cutting through scars.

    Geralt of Rivia, silver sword and potion swirl,
    Kaer Morhen nights, monsters get unfurled.
    Bowser roars, Peach jumps, chaos in pixel swirl,
    Level up, final boss—yeah, it’s my world.

    Starkiller ignites the Force, lightning from my hand,
    Vader’s choke across the verse, hear it expand.
    Lightsabers clash in the cadence of my flow,
    Sith and Jedi—watch the galaxy explode.

    Deadpool breaks the fourth wall, laughs bleeding through the page,
    Thanos snaps reality, I escape the cage.
    Battle Royale screams, students clash, ink like rage,
    Ichi’s knife cuts, shadows dancing on the stage.

    Time collapses, multiverse bending in rhyme,
    DBZ explosions colliding with Bleach’s divine.
    Every hero, villain, anti-hero—cross the line,
    The cadence accelerates—my chaos, my design.

    We’re spinning worlds, colliding comics, anime, and game,
    Slim & Shady VII—madness has a name.
    Through multiverse and madness, the rhymes don’t tire,
    All-out, all-burning—one verse, infinite fire.

    Deadpool, Wolverine, Venom, Darkseid collide,
    Vader chokes, Thanos snaps, Loki’s tricks amplified,
    Goku screams, Vegeta blasts, Frieza’s tail flicked,
    Ichigo Bankai, Aizen plots, Light’s justice strict.

    Mario stomps, Bowser roars, Zelda’s magic weaves,
    Link swings, Ganondorf schemes, Goombas take their leave,
    Geralt slashes, Roach tramples, Ciri blurs the field,
    Sub-Zero ice, Scorpion fire, Mortal Kombat sealed.

    Harley flips, Joker laughs, Deathstroke marks his prey,
    Storm strikes, Doom plots, Magneto bends the day,
    Kaio-ken, Spirit Bomb, Alphonse chains the steel,
    Ed’s transmutation, Philosopher’s Seal surreal.

    Dragonball sky-high, Bleach streets ignite,
    MCU crashes, Scarlet Witch warps the night,
    Battle Royale bullets ping, Ichi’s grin obscene,
    Infinity verse detonates—every universe seen.

    🎭 Slim & Shady Series 🎭

    If you are interested in reading the whole series, find it here: The Slim & Shady Series