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Poetry about cannabis

Discussion in 'The Artist's Corner' started by xtMitchellx, Mar 17, 2010.

  1. #1 xtMitchellx, Mar 17, 2010
    From behind a tree I see
    An unfarmiliar greenery growing
    One step closer and I'm greeted
    By an EMANATION that of no other

    Another stride I take
    Brings me closer to her
    And now I have discovered
    The vibrancy of her foliole
    Exposing her beauty
    I'm certain no one else has seen
    Little white hairs are soon prevalent
    Only to me NATURE has gifted

    I shall observe her habits like a hawk
    For I have been intrigued by her allure
    Allure me greatly she has
    Though I will soon allure her
    Mysterious FLOWER nature gifted me
    I will watch from behind my tree

    Time elapses an anxious while
    Her beauty changes slightly
    For her white is now fading
    To a more familiar earthen brown
    Consuming her vibrant white tips
    My INSTINCT consumes me to do
    For I take an unfamiliar action
    And attempt to consume her

    Chemically I alter her
    Chemically I am then altered
    Changing her properties of natural beauty
    In exchange for a change of me
    Cleansed I feel
    I am better I feel
    Clearer I see
    I feel
    NIRVANA has visited me
     
  2. #2 RJToker, Mar 17, 2010
    :hello::hello:OOOOO*standing*OOOO:hello::hello:
    i like this alot.
     
  3. #3 xtMitchellx, Mar 17, 2010
    haha thanks man
     
  4. #4 MACK^9, Mar 18, 2010
    Nice, i dig it.. very nonchalant and edgy at the same time. do you have any more? peace, MACK:smoking:
     
  5. #5 xtMitchellx, Jun 11, 2010
    So both fortunately and unfortunately I'm writing this sober.
    Unfortunate because I haven't been able to smoke in a long time
    because I've been having these weird intense chest pains and it
    scared me into not smoking since it started. But oh my god do I miss
    weed so much. Believe me. I've been seeing doctors and hospitals for the
    past six months and nobody can tell me why the left side of my chest
    hurts literally nonstop all day. This is an addition to my other post I made
    which started this poetry thread of mine (which I HAD written while high lol).
    This is just about how much I miss my cannabis. I just miss weed so much it
    got me thinking about this poem so I thought I'd give you guys something
    interesting to read so enjoy! Oh and when I refer to her, like I did in my previous
    poem, I am talking about cannabis (the female plant
    of course ;). )


    Left me Dither

    Once she was beside me
    Once she told me
    Okay it will be
    Perceive life
    As you want it to be
    It's only what you make it
    And what she made it
    Left me happy

    She's no longer beside me
    Vacant she feels to me
    Vacant I feel to life
    Am I missing her
    Or is life missing me
    I don't feel
    And it feels great
    Come back to me
    She can't hear me

    Who is she you ask
    What is your catalyst
    What is your happiness
    What is your aid
    What is the thing
    You turn to when afraid
    Whatever it is to you
    She was to me
    Now she has departed
    She left something for me however
    It's called desire

    Someday I will seek her
    Unless she finds me first
    Until then
    My heartache will ensue
    Languished I feel
    A state of calmed mania
    She is my desirous consort
    Only a small plead
    That she returns to me



    Let me know what you think of this and my previous poem. Greetings from NY!
     
  6. #6 Stoogemeister, Jun 11, 2010
    *cannabis cannabis ocean free like badamist


    you got that serbian shit i got that london free roamin shit


    twenty hours later, a car rolls up lookin for dribble #3, message confirmed.


    underground street, in london, fuckin.....1954. Top hats, long coats, canes, you know

    i figured out i could punch through the brick walls at either side, because i was dreaming, and anything was possible, but i got so excited i woke uip


    LONG LIVE THE REVOLUTIONARIES!!
     
  7. #7 Fresh Error, Jun 11, 2010
    i posted this few lines in the "official poetry thread" a while back. i love writing poetry but i've been writing rap verses lately in lieu of more poetic lines. i need to work on getting a nice blend going.

    anyway here's the couple lines:

    clouds shroud the clarity of every sense's sensitivity,
    - hence a bitter me.
    i patiently await their relinquishment
    as i shroud myself in more clouds - clouds of smoke,
    which sweeten bitterness and lift me atop them.
    sounding quotes and syllables out - a therapeutic gift to me.
    soon the clarity will return...
    until then i mimic drifting seas.
     
  8. #8 xtMitchellx, Jun 11, 2010
    Very nice job on those lines. pretty deep and interesting
     

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