Poems about Marijuana
#marijuana
Poems about marijuana, smoking weed and the recreation and medicinal effects of cannabis. Poetry about the lifestyle and culture around marijuana use, also poems exploring addiction and the side effects of the sale and use of this psychoactive drug.
PsycoticMastermind
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:04pm
Yesterday 7:04pm
Oh, Claire ..?
Flakier than puff pastry
she spaced off into some
happy-placed nowhere
if eunoia what I mean
---toking on a joint
legs lazily crossed;
a sort of half-baked
soi-disant croissant
left untouche'd
in a corner booth
of the Parisian cafe
she spaced off into some
happy-placed nowhere
if eunoia what I mean
---toking on a joint
legs lazily crossed;
a sort of half-baked
soi-disant croissant
left untouche'd
in a corner booth
of the Parisian cafe
#drugs
#marijuana
27 reads
3 Comments
Solsist
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:36am
Yesterday 3:36am
Mary Jane
Oh Mary Jane, how I once loved you
You were nice to me and comforted me
Oh Mary Jane, you've brought such pain
You were nice to me and comforted me
Oh Mary Jane, you've brought such pain
#marijuana
9 reads
0 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
16th Sep 2020 2:51am
16th Sep 2020 2:51am
Chill Session
I was Methuselah, I lived life all the way to the end
Hit stop, or hit pause, and then rewind that shit over again
Even comatose I still roll, puff, hold, and then blow
But I’m not taking this one to the head, my Boo wants to blow some zeros
We kick that next level shit as we slowly pull on a spliff
We even debate and shit as we catch this herbal lift
Straight from the mother source busting her ass up with it’s natural force
My shit is straight, it’s certified smoker’s endorsed
And look at you there leaning back, tee shirt and panties both...
Hit stop, or hit pause, and then rewind that shit over again
Even comatose I still roll, puff, hold, and then blow
But I’m not taking this one to the head, my Boo wants to blow some zeros
We kick that next level shit as we slowly pull on a spliff
We even debate and shit as we catch this herbal lift
Straight from the mother source busting her ass up with it’s natural force
My shit is straight, it’s certified smoker’s endorsed
And look at you there leaning back, tee shirt and panties both...
#love
#marijuana
#dialogue #FallingInLove
#dialogue #FallingInLove
48 reads
2 Comments
MusicallyMrM
Poem Published
11th Sep 2020 5:32am
11th Sep 2020 5:32am
Bittersweet Prototype No. 5
I cover my thighs loosely inside this “golden” surprise
Shall I serenade you my dear? Just a little bit of sultry
sax-o-motion in your ear........and the downbeat starts with a
breath....
…..a tropical ambrosia
steam rising from a cup of
dreams or was it the buzz from
that AK-47 blend; got me in a talespin?
I see
a seductive shade of blue.......got a jones
to do a line of beautiful azz you
Sweet Kitty Cat in “Blue”
can you feel me?
Bittersweet prototype No. 5
share a toke...
Shall I serenade you my dear? Just a little bit of sultry
sax-o-motion in your ear........and the downbeat starts with a
breath....
…..a tropical ambrosia
steam rising from a cup of
dreams or was it the buzz from
that AK-47 blend; got me in a talespin?
I see
a seductive shade of blue.......got a jones
to do a line of beautiful azz you
Sweet Kitty Cat in “Blue”
can you feel me?
Bittersweet prototype No. 5
share a toke...
#erotic
#animals
#marijuana #passion
#marijuana #passion
115 reads
4 Comments
Taurek
Poem Published
10th Sep 2020 5:06am
10th Sep 2020 5:06am
Bro, If I Can Save My Own Ass, It’d Be A Miracle
it’s the ink stain on
your shirt
it’s because you chose the
cheaper option
is it your fault you
blacked out and
can’t remember what
happened?
spending $101.21 at
the corner store so I
can watch some prick
cook a lasagna at
6:35pm on Labor
Day
I’m
just
this
guy
in
the
back
of
the
club
saying
no
to
all
these
perverted
sluts
trying
to
suck
and
fuck
me
...
your shirt
it’s because you chose the
cheaper option
is it your fault you
blacked out and
can’t remember what
happened?
spending $101.21 at
the corner store so I
can watch some prick
cook a lasagna at
6:35pm on Labor
Day
I’m
just
this
guy
in
the
back
of
the
club
saying
no
to
all
these
perverted
sluts
trying
to
suck
and
fuck
me
...
#sex
#money
#alcohol
#marijuana
#food
59 reads
0 Comments
Scorpio
Poem Published
7th Sep 2020 5:18am
7th Sep 2020 5:18am
Bon Jovi Babe
I got high tonight
Like I'm want to do
I lit a cigarette
And I thought of you
Chillin' on the couch
In your Bon Jovi shirt
Stretched real tight
Your titties are pert
Laying on your stomach
Watching the tube
Your ass in the air
A pink super moon
Sliding my hand up
The back of your thigh
A soft little sigh
And you close your eyes
Putting my tongue
On your special place
Oh, how I love
That smile on your face
Like I'm want to do
I lit a cigarette
And I thought of you
Chillin' on the couch
In your Bon Jovi shirt
Stretched real tight
Your titties are pert
Laying on your stomach
Watching the tube
Your ass in the air
A pink super moon
Sliding my hand up
The back of your thigh
A soft little sigh
And you close your eyes
Putting my tongue
On your special place
Oh, how I love
That smile on your face
#love
#women
#sex
#marijuana
#rhyming
145 reads
10 Comments
UbiquitousVoid
Poem Published
29th Aug 2020 8:34pm
29th Aug 2020 8:34pm
DROLL
Yeah, I've been used and hurt
It's not the same, but worse
The whole world, a blur
In which I'm immersed
But Hell can wait another day
Cause I'm in pain now, either way
There's my excuse to burn in flames
You know fire will not ever change
But I'm starting to believe a lie
Couldn't tell if there's a reason why
And the voices say that life is fine
So I'll drown just to float by
Dogs never bayed louder
Seems time always skips hours
A hopeless climax washed away
Well, I've got nothing left to say ...
It's not the same, but worse
The whole world, a blur
In which I'm immersed
But Hell can wait another day
Cause I'm in pain now, either way
There's my excuse to burn in flames
You know fire will not ever change
But I'm starting to believe a lie
Couldn't tell if there's a reason why
And the voices say that life is fine
So I'll drown just to float by
Dogs never bayed louder
Seems time always skips hours
A hopeless climax washed away
Well, I've got nothing left to say ...
#marijuana
#MentalHealth
#emptiness #apathy
#emptiness #apathy
51 reads
2 Comments
Taurek
Poem Published
19th Aug 2020 4:18am
19th Aug 2020 4:18am
Zoom Petrol
#gay
#politics
#porn
#marijuana
#food
137 reads
2 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
10th Aug 2020 2:57pm
10th Aug 2020 2:57pm
Bad To Be Glad, But Only Parapsychologically So. (See?)
Dark confuses light
diffusing into gelatinous
pieces of organic matter.
Maybe these colors don't belong together.
Maybe, truth be known, is a mere
state of deluded ego'mind running for dear life
across through evergreen and
permafrost to a loverly string of payment(s)
for that cherished Flo'da beach
priority prospects parlayed through Jesus Christ's
very...
diffusing into gelatinous
pieces of organic matter.
Maybe these colors don't belong together.
Maybe, truth be known, is a mere
state of deluded ego'mind running for dear life
across through evergreen and
permafrost to a loverly string of payment(s)
for that cherished Flo'da beach
priority prospects parlayed through Jesus Christ's
very...
#love
#alcohol
#heroin
#marijuana
#tobacco
67 reads
5 Comments
nikkimoe
Poem Published
8th Aug 2020 4:32am
8th Aug 2020 4:32am
Places of Coincidence
Crossing the river of time
no dime,
just passages of epochs
going by.
No means of measurement
infinite life.
no dime,
just passages of epochs
going by.
No means of measurement
infinite life.
#universe
#marijuana
82 reads
9 Comments
Chrismathisiam
Poem Published
29th Jul 2020 7:33pm
29th Jul 2020 7:33pm
Easy going
#marijuana
89 reads
2 Comments
DCLXVI_1989
Poem Published
28th Jul 2020 6:35am
28th Jul 2020 6:35am
Ritual Smoke
The container hides within it, and also itself.
My arm slithers like the snake in search of prey.
By touch, grasped loosely between two crooked fangs.
Until the box comes into view.
Wooden, darken stained, to my preference.
Detailed in decoration by some unknown hands, art of iron.
Held holy.
All movements enacted slower than normality's dictations.
Four fingers lift the lid on hinge.
As if they were revealing an elder scroll.
For what it holds is sacred.
That i once held for granted.
Plucking it so delicately. ...
My arm slithers like the snake in search of prey.
By touch, grasped loosely between two crooked fangs.
Until the box comes into view.
Wooden, darken stained, to my preference.
Detailed in decoration by some unknown hands, art of iron.
Held holy.
All movements enacted slower than normality's dictations.
Four fingers lift the lid on hinge.
As if they were revealing an elder scroll.
For what it holds is sacred.
That i once held for granted.
Plucking it so delicately. ...
#marijuana
61 reads
0 Comments
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