My Shroom Poem

shroomer7

Active Member

• Apr 14, 2010

• #1

How low is up,
How high is down,
How can you see when you have no sight,
Why can't you breath when you are filled with life, To be is to see to see is to be,
To live and to die, rember this trip is just a ride, And it's funny how just a simple little fungi can make you see life though my new eyes.

 

Syke1

Active Member

• Apr 14, 2010

• #2

I like it..very trippy

 

shroomer7

Active Member

• Apr 14, 2010

• #3

Syke1 said:

I like it..very trippy

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thnx man apprecate it

 

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l333t

Well-Known Member

• Apr 14, 2010

• #4

i have a question were you under the influence when writing it or sober,if you were sober your poems when high would fly like that time i smoke that weed that made me fly
nice poem most poeple forget people who use drugs usually create everything.no junk no soul
good job give yourself a pat on the back

 

shroomer7

Active Member

• Apr 14, 2010

• #5

im high half the time an sobor somtimes but yea thnx man i got hella more.

 

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l333t

Well-Known Member

• Apr 15, 2010

• #6

get some more shrooms and start writing get a nice collection you could get publish or a least get invited to some art events i bet they got some really good shrooms,or others

 

shroomer7

Active Member

• Apr 30, 2010

• #7

wow i never expected to get the reponces i'v been gettin i'll post more poems tonight (good ones)