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Title: poems
Post by: poem on December 03, 2012, 06:03 pm
Once released,
I rose up and decayed into little pieces
then everything blew away
leaving infinite peace
revealing everywhere through space and time
unveiling the concealing by my human mind of what's whole
many bodies and kinds yet one soul
in my vision our division appeared clearly separated
then it faded away, alleviating my fear and pain
Title: Re: poems
Post by: crazyburnout on December 03, 2012, 08:57 pm
there once was a man from montrass.
whose balls were made of fine brass
when in stormy weather
his balls clanged together
and sparks flew out of his ass
Title: Re: poems
Post by: Twelve_Pickles on December 04, 2012, 12:30 am
coupled dogs burning desire
our residence is dew on the fire
in the town where the faithful lived, we drove across montego bay
living in some sunny dream, couldnt see the horizon appear
countless times we awoke the dawn
lay around, lazily yawn
my life is shit and you take drugs
hippies handing out free hugs
couldnt understand the meaning of life
so i came home and humped my wife.
Title: Re: poems
Post by: Fr33Sombrer0 on December 04, 2012, 06:00 pm
some people never go crazy.
me, sometimes I'll lie down behind the couch
for 3 or 4 days.
they'll find me there.
it's Cherub, they'll say, and
they pour wine down my throat
rub my chest
sprinkle me with oils.
then, I'll rise with a roar,
rant, rage -
curse them and the universe
as I send them scattering over the
lawn.
I'll feel much better,
sit down to toast and eggs,
hum a little tune,
suddenly become as lovable as a
pink
overfed whale.
some people never go crazy.
what truly horrible lives
they must lead.some people never go crazy.
me, sometimes I'll lie down behind the couch
for 3 or 4 days.
they'll find me there.
it's Cherub, they'll say, and
they pour wine down my throat
rub my chest
sprinkle me with oils.
then, I'll rise with a roar,
rant, rage -
curse them and the universe
as I send them scattering over the
lawn.
I'll feel much better,
sit down to toast and eggs,
hum a little tune,
suddenly become as lovable as a
pink
overfed whale.
some people never go crazy.
what truly horrible lives
they must lead.
Title: Re: poems
Post by: thedopestjunkie on December 04, 2012, 06:21 pm
What kind of fate is this!?
A needle in my arm or cuffs tightened round my wrists?

Title: Re: poems
Post by: Twelve_Pickles on December 04, 2012, 10:41 pm
What kind of fate is this!?
A needle in my arm or cuffs tightened round my wrists?

none.
don't do heroin.

kinda rhymes!

Fr33sombrer0, thatsd not you; its bukowski!
Title: Re: poems
Post by: Ballzinator on December 05, 2012, 12:15 am
Roses are gray,
violets are gray,
ROFL,
I'm a dog.
Title: Re: poems
Post by: Twelve_Pickles on December 05, 2012, 12:39 am
roses are red, my names greg.
this poems shit.
Marmalade.
Title: Re: poems
Post by: jc on December 05, 2012, 02:58 am
I'm sitting through a vast array of yellow and golden zebra stripes.
Everything seems more colorful and bright.
Tints of green escape my sight.
The floor's expanse feels like a sea. I burst open reality.

Honestly, the color blue could not even begin to describe this.

Sorry if the poem's a bit too obvious! :) Looking forward to more from you guys!
Title: Re: poems
Post by: il postino on December 05, 2012, 03:09 am
Silk Road is bad-ass
It has changed my life for good
Now where is my weed?

Haiku goes 5-7-5 right? 
Title: Re: poems
Post by: poem on December 30, 2012, 11:15 am
I pray to God
for all of the children who're living ill and trapped
they weren't hard until they were made to adapt
to a world that wasn't what it seemed
or sleep and live in a dream
can't keep a gleam in the weary eyes
that see through deceitful lies
to evil and wicked things
recognize the truth
and you'll die a sickened being
have to contemplate why
seems nobody can explain
some try asking the sky in vain
others cry until their eyes stay dry and drained
never knowing why they feel pain and despair
growing callous from the malice it's a strain to keep a care
when people despise you out of fear, or the hate in their hearts
if they can't hypnotize you try to tear you apart
just realize the fallen rise in time
the sun shines in the horizon
there's a changing tide
Title: Re: poems
Post by: DenoyerGeppert on December 31, 2012, 02:18 am
I don't want to think
I just want to sink

Hurry up drugs.
Title: Re: poems
Post by: Twelve_Pickles on January 04, 2013, 11:51 pm
women in burkhas and children in chains
thrown from rails of cast iron
Title: Re: poems
Post by: poem on January 07, 2013, 05:39 pm
im a fire spidda you could call me a dragon man
im fuckin widda crew of loose cannons and baggin grams
instrumental killa get a beat ill decapitate it
fuck spittin out whack, im calibrated
in fact i'm elevated , while hella faded collaborated with the beat
 but then I gotta fade it, cuz it cooperated, corroborated so I spit sprayed it
slayed it, that shit be weapon graded
my wits sharp , i'm quick shit i'm switch bladed
haters they some big bitches like fat ladies
im blazed up smokin that kush lookin to raise up
was aged up broken then booked and caged up
then I stayed stuck hopin to change with no luck
just chains and pain on my memory lane
Title: Re: poems
Post by: metaphoe on January 07, 2013, 05:47 pm
yo Poem you got flow bro ! dam
Title: Re: poems
Post by: wavelength on January 07, 2013, 06:47 pm
a have a few poems that hold a lot of meaning to me =)
i wrote this one after my first blast-off/first psychedelic experience

trees and leaves, life that sways
center the mind to SEE what it says
for this lack of knowledge,
and numbness to reality
can hide the balance between light and darkness, to see
that they are one, working together
to create the friendship
that encompasses all life, and all purpose
and notice that the "real world" is worthless
in itself
for it is sin and hell
disguised
as to what we should be experiencing,
with more than our eyes. what lies beyond these 5 "senses"?
(what some would call, the idea of senseless, embodied?)
it is as simple as to read
a poem. the familiarity seems to open the mind
to these things that are always around us
and seem to surround all time
anticipate the decimation of the idea of time and place
and realize that it is all one
all vibrations come together to create this single, unified intelligence
to shatter patience of the weak and the numb.
to the world that is populated with the dumb.....founded
so i have to ask
how did
the ones in charge find a way to ruin this for us
to keep us trapped
as prisoners of THEIR mind, and time
no need for a rhyme, just a real message
to eliminate the bullshit
and create what is the essence
of a soul and the presence
what is one
what is all
never to fall for it is too strong
and to be contained by other humans
seeming so obviously wrong.
and occurring for so long
they are completing the balance FOR me.
i need darkness, so that i may shine
without darkness, it would all be light
which, in reality, cant seem right
it is something we shall fight
and follow our heart with
follow our soul
to capture the ultimate goal
of all. all is a balance that creates this world around us, utilize the tools you have been handed
major disappointment awaits those who wouldnt have it
i can see
to some
seeming like a stab, into the heart
but that is only your human instincts that are becoming dead
exiting the world and becoming in your head
and out of boundaries
we stride
to the rules we cannot abide.
without ever having a need to divide.
 ultimate love, and appreciation for the balance
be carefull about the worldS around us. for inside of the soul
it is seeking to drown us
Title: Re: poems
Post by: sedgewickbell on January 08, 2013, 05:29 am
Just remember,
the flame doesn't have to touch that green to ignite it into a curling sheet of red.
And that pill I threw up, eluded my throat for my ever-swirling head.
Where to tonight?
What girl to bed?
Fucking philosophy; what happens when were dead?
Blahhh, step off. Onto the shag rug instead.
Preferably on that glowing ash burning to the roots of its thread.