#joker
Dearest Enemy
battles are won or lost, often absurd
and we both hold our trophies and candles close
after, we‘ll fight over other kingdoms
but we‘ll always fight
and I‘m glad to be your opponent in war
Still, I have to admit
I‘m scared of the day one of us finally defeats the other
In fact, I have nightmares of me standing over your bleeding body
watching our history come to an end
as the light leaves your eyes
knowing that from now on
there will only be me
searching for a worthy opponent
in a world full of fools
Nov 21, 2025
Nov 21, 2025 at 8:46 AM UTC
I'm not in a good place, it's written all over my face with a permanence I can not erase
The ace up my sleeve turned out to be a joker with my super imposed face
Lost in the twisted maze that is my head space, I'd chase the cheese but it'd be a waste
Fear infused with a terror base so potent you swear it almost has a taste
The dark haze of my past short circuits any new interface
Filled with a technology way out of date but never had the means to replace
I watch the life I thought I'd be a part of race by at a dizzy pace
But it always made time to come back 'round and knock the taste out my mouth like 808 base
Then leaves post haste without a trace before catchin' a case
Just one more missing personality cold case, chalk it up to another looser fallen from grace
They say to pick yourself up by you boot straps, I'm always breakin' the shoe lace
Bet they didn't think I'd use the bootlace to replace the slipknot necklace I misplaced
The bright young man with aspersions worth the chase now incased in blue skin wearing deaths face
©2023
Dec 13, 2023
Dec 13, 2023 at 6:43 PM UTC
“ A hero is made 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞
And a Villian is made 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞...”
Feb 12, 2022
Feb 12, 2022 at 9:39 AM UTC
No-one can cry with his heart and smile on his face,
Only a joker can....
May 7, 2021
May 7, 2021 at 7:04 AM UTC
Face cards are considered at the top, we get greedy for them,
Learn to take what comes your way
Different cards pop up every time as different faces.
Joker is ignored while playing, such unwanted things in life should
be avoided for a good play
Winnings are not always at your step.
Four Colours makes us believe life is colourful and attractive
Wait for your turn to showcase your excellence.
Ace leads the face cards
Reach the topmost level, so no one can pull you down.
Mar 22, 2021
Mar 22, 2021 at 1:14 PM UTC
Bombs, bombs away!
The crowned prince of Gotham has come to play.
Will you stand by his side?
Or whimper, run and hide?
With nowhere to turn to
And no one to plead to,
Habits die hard.
Though you are scarred,
With the familiar sting of bruises and cuts that still ache,
Nothing hurts more than heartache.
That is why you’ll look at his face and accept his hand,
Because no one will ever understand,
Just how much his sinister grin and laugh
Makes you feel like he’s your better half.
This is your finale, hold your breath,
And accept how he pushes you towards your death.
Jan 6, 2021
Jan 6, 2021 at 5:29 PM UTC
my chest's burning like
i'm ready to slam my phone
and i'm just so sick of
adjusting my feelings
revising my words
setting up my smiles
to keep everyone happy
avoid another contrariety
runaway from the reality
a baby born crying then
she was forced to laugh
Oct 19, 2020
Oct 19, 2020 at 8:33 AM UTC
I’ve been thinking about my life
How much I’ve been destroying my pride
And realizing how many emotions I’ve tried to hide
Am I a jester for wearing that mask
You won’t know my feeling until you ask
But even then it might remain a secret
I won’t show but maybe tease it
Who am I kidding, this is my face of poker
Don’t get the wrong idea, I always believed that I was the joker
Oct 4, 2020
Oct 4, 2020 at 7:38 PM UTC
the joker hid the river's whispering
under a blanket of girls, imprint faces
in a forgotten manner, joker smiled
a joker can put on a thief's smile
iceblue talk, straight from the dead
in a time lapse, joker dealt the cards
underworld creatures were filling the bar
they bowlering, deeply engaged in themselves
in a time lapse, goons ordered whisky
hollerings of massive gold bracelets
a crow, a rack or a bible, choose
in a forgotten manner, they did business
Sep 24, 2020
Sep 24, 2020 at 4:55 PM UTC
Broken glass.
Shattered dreams.
Defeated game.
Crumbling inside.
Yet you smile—
And say “I’m okay.”
Pretense.
Jul 26, 2020
Jul 26, 2020 at 7:29 AM UTC
we’re like joker and harley,
love cannot be seen
my world is dropping in the city
and i am feeling dizzy
well, this is the agony
of being your queen
no matter how toxic this is,
you are still my weakness
can’t stop loving my puddin
though i’m the only one who’s vibin
and i know
i am now weaker
than i’ve become.
Jul 14, 2020
Jul 14, 2020 at 2:15 AM UTC
Births sin, deliverance of death.
Blooded eyes view chaos. Jagged
Order. Smile at the view and take in the ecstasy
Fates whim deals a losing hand. But play you must.
The life of cards is a winning man’s loss.
Count the hearts turning to clubs. Feel the sharp of the diamond.
Sail on the sea of spades. The house grins.
A jokers trade, inevitability for certainty
Suckle from the table that slaps you with strife
Nuzzle teats of treachery and take your fill.
Soon you’ll be grown, suit and tie.
The house always wins
Jun 28, 2020
Jun 28, 2020 at 10:57 AM UTC
_I
may
play the
joker, *****
the knave, covet
the queen, and tuck
the ace of spades under my
pillow on a ringed moon night,
but I am forever shuffling the same
deck of cards. Marked cards, imprinted
with loss and patterned with misfortune. Co
urt cards dressed in ill-fitting suits, each face as
familiar as my own. Four seasons, four pips; twelve
months, twelve crowns. One card for each week of the
year. Sequentially pred ictable, and as underwhelming
as a rigged roulette wheel. U ntil, unable to distinguish
between the red and the b lack, the picture and the
plain, I fold. Void of co ntracts, and bleeding
widowe d blanks.
__.....So.....__
deal me in,
but deal me unpainted
and unmastered. Deal me clean._
Jun 2, 2020
Jun 2, 2020 at 4:14 PM UTC
If my life is ruined
I fought like a winner
Every time I fell
I laughed again after crying
I didn't frown or get upset
If I'm good, it makes others uglier
I am like a free bird
Because instead of retaliating
I forgave
Mohamadreza Baseri
May 6, 2020
May 6, 2020 at 7:12 AM UTC
"You better make that Candy Bar Last"
It's hard for a broken back to enjoy
"His next stand"
without a prop to help hold him
up from falling
in "Chernobyl's Black Hole"
as his counterpart hovers in safety
watching another drown. "What planet are you? Far?"
Miles pledge the marks
Until the quiet fades
And Mr. Hyde Tries to fight you
The Wicked Joker reigns "supreme"
as you fight past A Waking Nightmare
Not a "Wizard " in "past Kansas"
Your soul flies far away
As your waking body receives their torture
As the body shivers and then ages
Fire burns remembrance
As it's ashes marks the lost pages
from your past
The smoke poofs into explosive shell rains
Smile
You are now in a movie
Fighting a forced "in class."
Dec 25, 2019
Dec 25, 2019 at 4:18 PM UTC
Life is just a joke,
And if you take it too seriously,
The joke is on you.
Dec 19, 2019
Dec 19, 2019 at 3:21 PM UTC
Expressions woven through madness,
The character confined by depravity,
It’s soul so incorporated with sadness,
Yet the power of hate lies in its clarity,
Observe the consequences of the sickness,
That tears a path through humanity,
Take advantage of their weakness,
Wear a mask of twisted anonymity.
Dec 10, 2019
Dec 10, 2019 at 6:46 PM UTC
have a look:
the [a-ha-ha-ha] platform is packed with
commuters
dressed in
occupational colors
the commuters are not used
to smile regularly by the end
of a long day
[a-ha-ha-ha-aaa]
therefore
have a closer look:
between the commuters you
see
loosely
some guys carrying
transparent [hr-ha-a] chunks filled with
*****
somebody asks
about the fluid
now people have a
reason to laugh
hr-ahem-hrr-ahem-hrrr-i-don't-ha-want-ha-ha-ha-that
Nov 18, 2019
Nov 18, 2019 at 7:54 PM UTC
The clown keeps a journal filled with his suicidal thoughts;
His face wet with paint and his hair soaked in dye,
he laughs to himself as he reads the words scribbled across the pages.
They crescendo like the build up of a joke -
splashes of ink blots suggest that his pen blew up before the punch-line.
He remembers a time when the earth was grey;
the morning dew seeped into everyone’s socks
and they walked around with heavy feet,
indifferent to the man beside him
walking on the bare flesh of his toes.
Then a stream of water dribbled out from the prank flower on his chest.
In a world so addicted to tragedy,
comedy is sublime,
like the nicotine rush from a cigarette.
Yet laughter is a bond so easily broken.
The white on his face can wipe away,
the lipstick can smear,
and the dye can fade.
But beneath all of that is a smile,
a smile that persists
because nothing is wrong
when the clowns come out.
Nov 11, 2019
Nov 11, 2019 at 1:11 AM UTC
You got me;
played your cards -
right, sometimes wrong
i played your game,
it's too bad i lost
If i'm the fool,
might as well
act the clown
my world turns
upside down
whenever
you're around
Nov 2, 2019
Nov 2, 2019 at 12:53 PM UTC
a ridiculed soul deemed
worthless
trapped by society's
undefeated cruelty
vile memory repressed
still lingers in his throat
the tittering grows
louder
as his laughter echoes
uncontrollably, resentful
and frightened
desiring only but one
semblance of normality
but humanity has
crumbled
how could this world
be so ruthless to someone
who they have denied
to Youー
a man born from chaos
Oct 22, 2019
Oct 22, 2019 at 11:35 AM UTC
It's all for a laugh
Why the long face horse's ****
Put a lightbulb where the sun don't shine
And lighten the **** up
This is a roller coaster, baby
I don't know where it stops
But it's all for the crack
You can stumble as much as you want
Fall if you need to
My hysteria will see the funny
Sunny side of the street
Make a dance for happy feet
So don't be sad
Come laugh it up with the lads
You're one of the boys
Toys that is
We can play all night
But I,
Not so nicely with the other kids.
Jul 3, 2019
Jul 3, 2019 at 5:25 PM UTC