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Best Poems Written by Downed Jester

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I see things from my past, which seemed happy but turn bad fast, seeing new faces around my house all the time, meeting crackheads at the age of 9, and the only thing i can do to alleviate my mind, is to write down a simple rhyme.

Hes kicked the hard drugs but drinks alone, has no ambitions just sits.... complains and moans.. the hero from my youth, getting more depressing as i grow, how to help him i do not know.

I hate it, as it turns me bitter, feeling like i cant help him, making me feel like a quitter. It brings sorrow it brings rage, and ALL I CAN ING DO IS WRITE ON THIS BLANK PAGE.

Im sorry, my anger gets the best of me sometimes, i try not to bring it out on others, its just hard because there is no one to talk to, not even my own mother.

See they split when i was 4, didnt spare me any details though, put me in the middle of that war. "Your father is trash", "your mothers a cheat" do you really ing think thats what you should tell a 5 year old me?

Its been awhile since this built up, but today was a breaking point i had to erupt, i feel like ive had enough emotions at 24, for 15 people it starts to destroy.. my psyche and everything that makes me.. me, because as far as i know history is gona repeat, the idea of a loving family is uncomfortable you see, because its not something in my history.

Its sad... id like to be happy with kids and a wife, but i dont know how to feel when im presented that life, i deny it due to fear of me following that path, so instead i suffer from my own wrath

Pushing people away, living my life at bay, physically and emotionally, which i know is the wrong way. I cant seem to help it, and i cant seem to feel, emotionally numb as i try to appeal..

Appeal to the people in which i try to form a relation, but they dont want broken product, and i get hit with devastation. These are honest feelings coming from my heart, i wish there was a quick fix button, a restart.

But i know life doesnt go that way, so ill keep silent about it in my day to day.. a young man stuck living in his past as his father pours another drop in the glass.

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Leaf In the Wind

Flowing through life,  like a leaf adrift in the wind,
Not knowing my place but searching within.

Coming across friendly faces, providing lessons to learn
Finding myself is all that i yearn.

Im devoloping as a Caterpillar in a cocoon,
Each night growing, under the advancing moon.

I cant wait to see where i end up, though its taking awhile,
But its not the end i enjoy, its the adventure, mile by mile

Step by step i continue to grow,
Until one blissful day i will know.

My purpose in this wonderful life!
Maybe even meet my wonderful future wife.

I enjoy every breath, and take none for granted!
Awaking every morning, feeling enchanted.

I hope you too are enjoying your growth,
To find myself is my 1 true oath

I will continue my walk, through life and time,
And promise to keep my feeling divine.

- The Downed Jester

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Strings of Life

Strings ring with a harmonic hum, 
getting more intense the harder i strum,
feelings stimulate the next note played, 
a hand guided venture that has me in a daze.
In a world that is all mine!... 
Believing in myself, its my time to shine!

Fingers dancing abroad a mahogany neck, 
pinning strings down to have an affect,
of a groovy little jig from the center of my imagination, 
giving everyone a cool tingly sensation.

The bodies move to the beat of my sound, 
cheers going round and round.
This is my world with the walls made of waves, 
Created from the pattern of my rhythm played.

I can sit for hours and strum away, 
for this is what I live for in my simple day to day.

-Downed Jester

2015/03/02

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Lost

An empty vessel without a candle to light his purpose in life.
He spends yet another night in the maze of his mind
Stumbling blindly down a path of his own conviction.
Multiple steps leading in a circle we call life, trying to get 
Ahead of the ghost that precedes him. He knows he is
Bound to do great things, but has lost sight of the next step.
He falls back on a 2 hour bliss that only builds yet another 
Wall in the maze of self hatred. He starts running.. To try 
And get ahead.. He stumbles... He falls.. Hes maimed 
By his own emotion. Forcing him back with waves 
Of loneliness and self hatred. How can he help anyone
If he is his own worst enemy. How can he love when there
Is literally nothing inside him to do it with. He is blind in time.
Looking for his next rhyme to alleviate his mind.

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Change

Things change without prediction, for better or worse, changee will be the eternal curse. For it is something you cannot help, not even from happening to yourself. To look at myself from my 15 year old point of view, I wouldnt know who.. who I am or why im so different. From friends to family, no one stays the same, and when you reach that perfect moment, its a shame, because change takes aim again.

Something small to relieve this days barring in my conscience

-Downed Jester

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Glow In My Eye

As I sit here, glancing at the world,
The glow in my eye slowly fades.

Waiting in anticipation, 
The glow in my eye slowly fades.

Questioning where I stand in the minds of my peers,
The glow in my eye slowly fades.

I sit here wondering, where the time goes,
The glow in my eye slowly fades.

Though the glow in my eye may be gone, time and life keeps moving on.
I can not stop moving forward,even though every step feels like eternal horror. 
The glow in my eye.. is gone

-Downed Jester
Lunch Time Expression

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Drones To the Day To Day

A world in which we let ourselves get lost in, is one 
Stripping purity away layer by layer, it is one we do not notice
Until we realize who and what we were is a product of past
Dreams and wishes. We let ourselves get turned into drones
In order to pay our bills which Is normally stacked upon by 
Greed and self loathing,  trying to improve yourself to the
Medias standards by stacking falseities causing you to
Drain what made you you, into something so fake that
You cant even tell its not you.  We are told to vote for our
Next puppet to lead us,  distracting the simple for upwards
Of 4 years into thinking they are making a difference by 
Focusing on everything except ones self and their neighbours. We are lost. Including
Myself, wasting days and days upon social media reading
The same story of depression just with different names 
On a day to day. Murder here murder there, while we turn 
A blind eye to everyday enlightenment that constantly 
Throws itself at us. This poem may not take the form of a rhyme
But its something on my mind all the time,  so ill use this canvas
To alleviate the mind of a simpleton trying to remain pure
In this world of glass houses which we constantly cast stones 
Upon. The sad part is, almost no one will notice until 
We cast the last stone at the final glass wall and it comes shattering
Down with a generation of hate and discrimination. 

I will not quit, I will try my hardest to become enlightened 
And proceed onwards to enlighten. I will try my best to not
Waste each and every non guaranteed day. I will use these days
As a tool of attaining knowledge,  and I refuse to fall
Into this day to day drone creating system.
I am me. I am different. I will be enlightened.

-The Downed Jester

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The Downed Jester

A word dropped deeply in this wretched mood, completely 
blind in time.
Where are you headed? Do you need me to 
guide you? Is there some force that denied you? 
Are you physically restrained? Has your body been emotionally maimed? 
I must say this one runs deep... 
Down a rocky steap..
Path of internal terror, something that has me say,
I need you to be strong, to help me carry on, I'm sorry
But I must say, I will be gone one day. 
I want you to be able...To finish things with the power of your mind.
Leave all those bad habits behind. 
Just a lonely soul  Preaching to the choir.

The thoughts at the surface of the
Black sea, that which is me... The Downed Jester

-Downed Jester

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One Journey

There are things all around us, that try to create,
An illusion of a world that isnt filled with hate..

Cant even speak about race without starting to fight,
People judge cultural differences which isnt right.

We are born with the blessings of being uinique,
But the only thing we do is critique critique critique.

I am me just trying to get by, 
But not making waves in life brings demise

We are lost people, we need to find our way,
In cast based system, spiritual growth is at bay

We hide our emotions, try to be made of stone
This spiritual journey is one that must be made on your own

Every day is a gift sent to us which isnt guaranteed
But the journey through life is something that we need

Some people believe we ascend, some people believe when we die its the end, 
Either way i wont pretend that i  have the answers to impress them

So many things that run through our minds 
yet we let our selves roam completely blind in time

Trying to impress those who only judge, but if it was you or them on a cliff theyd give you the nudge..

Try to be different and accept those who are,
You will ascend through their knowledge to the stars

People are not above you, and you are not above them,
Love your neighbors through thick and thin

This is just one mans mind rambling for hours,
But let these words instil a certain power

One that enables you to do great things, 
Remember youre beautiful and unique in the end.

Best Poems Written by Downed Jester

Soul Searching

Another Drop In the Glass

Leaf In the Wind

Strings of Life

Lost

Change

Glow In My Eye

Drones To the Day To Day

The Downed Jester

One Journey