0calli Poetry~~~~~~Post your Poetry here anything at all that you have Written

0calli

Well-Known Member
I love writting poetry and thought id put up a tread for fellow like minded growers or non growers to post our imaginative creations so go ahead and post your peices you would like to share.

Thnx : 0calli
 

0calli

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A PASSIONATE THOUGHT

BY:0CALLI


Embracing passions of lust

In beds of ireses that bleed in violent red and white

Embracing passions of lust

Under the full un-obscured moonlight , showing our skin bare for all within sight

Embracing passions of lust

With pearling beads of sweat licking over one anothers skin

Embracing passions of lust

The enchanted dance of touch from the surface to within

Embracing passions of lust

On satin white sands on a distant unknown shore

Embracing passions of lust

Is the compromise of our minds and heart which is the lure

Embracing passions of lust

From the furthest reaches or our pleasures and deep beyond

Embracing passions of lust

To be found by us in the silky mist of dawn.
 

0calli

Well-Known Member
REMEMBER WHEN
BY:0CALLI


Remember when you told me
About the dreams of you and i
When you told me things you felt once i was up inside

Remember when you told me
How well use our imagination so we can take our time
About how you love the way our bodys sway to the rythm divine

Remember when you told me
Everything i ever want of you , your gonna give it all to me
That i was everything in a man you wanted me to be

Remember when you told me
Dont be afraid to show me how you want it to feel
That the love in your soul was so pure and unreal

But remember when i told you
That theres something about you i cant live without
That loyalty , honesty , and trust is what im all about

But do you remember when i told you
If you ever walked away from me , that youll make this grown man cry
But i guess you dont remember , since your back was to me when that tear came to my eye .....................Remember ?
 
"aint it right? tell mr jones, it aint dead it just came back home had to paint black poems for a fake flat world tryna take back rap like a lost black girl while the whole world naps in the sunshine showers sittin on hills countin down final hours, thinkin about if i rule the world, and i already got the power..."
 

cannabineer

Ursus marijanus
I wrote this after the 70th sleepless hour passed as I was kicking methadone a few years ago ... for some reason withdrawal makes me artistic.

Starlight in a winter window
Brilliant guards of Heaven's back -
I saw! They sang; we traded stories.
Quickness of a child's breath
Frosted glass ... and took the stars.
cn
 

cannabineer

Ursus marijanus
Another. Also from withdrawal ...

Last Rights

My final
duty-and-privilege
is to feed
my tribe.

...

So take the head
but leave the meat.

cn
 

NoSwag

Active Member
Here I sit high as ever
Smoked a joint blown forever
Packed a bowl
While lighting the roll
Fuck, no more weed, It hurts my soul.
 
Got really ripped off some chocolope about a week ago and wrote this. I don't write very often.

Sally steps to sonorous syncopation,
Beats beat,
fleet feet,
a feat of frenetic flow.
Jim jimmy-jangles joyously.
Together they tumult,
thunder-thumping.
Sally and Jim,
no one exists but them.
 

5000joints

New Member
Going more psycho than Norman Bates
Bouncin down the street thumpin base
Dumpin crates of ammunition on my the block
Cock the glock lets rock
Taste of blood on the tongue and I dont want to miss a drop
I cant stop when Im in the mode to bust loose on a cop
They found my crops out in the hills
Now Im ready to kill at will
Got the sniper scope aimed out over the window sill
Stand still so I can kill you Fill you full of revenge
Need you to look me in the eye before I can bring an end
To your job you robbed me of a couple hundred g's
Not to mention the money I had to pay my workin refugees
I wont stop till I get you
one by one if I have to
Angry killa's in position that are eager to cap ya
Sinister laughter after each of em' drops
The last thing the pigs heard was pop-a-pop-pop.
 

5000joints

New Member
Hit the wieghts before you step on stage
Cauze Im a psycho mutha fucker bringing street rage
When Im on the mic I bring you straight to hell
Weak sorry mother fuckers cant be saved by the bell
Going down in the first
belly up in the dirt
Cauze Im a hard hittin' killer that be puttin in work
When you see my name
I dont blame you for shakin'
Cauze you know its your crown
Or your ass Im taking'
Straight to the bank
with a lyrical shank
Griding up your ego with one turn of the crank
So when you step to me
You better come correct
Cauze I be kickin n' flippin the script
Dropping dat' intellect.
 

0calli

Well-Known Member
What thats ill as fukkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
hit the wieghts before you step on stage
cauze im a psycho mutha fucker bringing street rage
when im on the mic i bring you straight to hell
weak sorry mother fuckers cant be saved by the bell
going down in the first
belly up in the dirt
cauze im a hard hittin' killer that be puttin in work
when you see my name
i dont blame you for shakin'
cauze you know its your crown
or your ass im taking'
straight to the bank
with a lyrical shank
griding up your ego with one turn of the crank
so when you step to me
you better come correct
cauze i be kickin n' flippin the script
dropping dat' intellect......................................


.Going more psycho than Norman Bates
Bouncin down the street thumpin base
Dumpin crates of ammunition on my the block
Cock the glock lets rock
Taste of blood on the tongue and I dont want to miss a drop
I cant stop when Im in the mode to bust loose on a cop
They found my crops out in the hills
Now Im ready to kill at will
Got the sniper scope aimed out over the window sill
Stand still so I can kill you Fill you full of revenge
Need you to look me in the eye before I can bring an end
To your job you robbed me of a couple hundred g's
Not to mention the money I had to pay my workin refugees
I wont stop till I get you
one by one if I have to
Angry killa's in position that are eager to cap ya
Sinister laughter after each of em' drops
The last thing the pigs heard was pop-a-pop-pop.
 
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