Poems About Marijuana Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about marijuana seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
[ WotD ] 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
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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
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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
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4 Comments
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
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2 Comments
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
465 reads
5 Comments
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
464 reads
10 Comments
Easy going
#marijuana
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2 Comments
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
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Pirouette
Smoke.
Flooded vision.
As my skin dries to my bones.
Cloaked.
Hooded minions.
As their cries scatter out alone.
Fog.
Left in trance.
As the stare of the clouds start to swarm.
Dawn.
The sunrise past.
But as it lifts i realize no one's home.
Haze.
Captured and tamed.
As if i tasted freedom and forgot.
Change.
Fractured and rearranged.
As if i wasted eons and fell off.
Flooded vision.
As my skin dries to my bones.
Cloaked.
Hooded minions.
As their cries scatter out alone.
Fog.
Left in trance.
As the stare of the clouds start to swarm.
Dawn.
The sunrise past.
But as it lifts i realize no one's home.
Haze.
Captured and tamed.
As if i tasted freedom and forgot.
Change.
Fractured and rearranged.
As if i wasted eons and fell off.
#marijuana
#tobacco
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2 Comments
Coochie Smokes
#happiness
#marijuana
#tobacco
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2 Comments
i, myself and me..
when..
i.. was having a talk with me,
me and myself usually agree
but i.. objects to smoking of weed,
then..
i.. excused myself upsettingly
and when he did, he left with me,
me and myself usually agree,
so..
i.. just can’t see how it can be,
that “their minds are truly free”
on a long term “smoking therapy”,
now..
i.. will start to stretch and breathe,
it’s a crowded place in here to be
adding a visit of sad misery,
what.. ...
i.. was having a talk with me,
me and myself usually agree
but i.. objects to smoking of weed,
then..
i.. excused myself upsettingly
and when he did, he left with me,
me and myself usually agree,
so..
i.. just can’t see how it can be,
that “their minds are truly free”
on a long term “smoking therapy”,
now..
i.. will start to stretch and breathe,
it’s a crowded place in here to be
adding a visit of sad misery,
what.. ...
#happiness
#anxiety
#LifeStruggles
#marijuana
#healing
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10 Comments
Smoke
Beautiful smoke bleeds through my lungs,
Clouding up my mind making me feel numb
Blazing up before the sun,
Ignoring my problems helping me run
Smoke so much the high is gone,
The only solution to everything thats wrong
Thoughts once racing now stay in place,
Finally able to focus before they start to chase
Put to ease my troubled mind,
Put everything into focus on thing at a time
Beautiful smoke clouding up the air,
Fading away like it was never even there
Clouding up my mind making me feel numb
Blazing up before the sun,
Ignoring my problems helping me run
Smoke so much the high is gone,
The only solution to everything thats wrong
Thoughts once racing now stay in place,
Finally able to focus before they start to chase
Put to ease my troubled mind,
Put everything into focus on thing at a time
Beautiful smoke clouding up the air,
Fading away like it was never even there
#drugs
#marijuana
#SelfReflection
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