poems plz read an comment

shroomer7

Active Member

• Apr 14, 2010

• #1

) Life is not limited to just man,
life is here life is grand,
from sea to sand,
life is here life is grand,
from bees to trees,
life see and life breaths,
it gives as it takes,
life is not just for you, life is for all too,
life is here and life is grand.

) From connections to
robo-reections,
the future is unclear time keeps on pushing there is no end near so our future must be now,
we must rise up too be known,
we are here and we will fight to deffend our right to live our life the way we think is truely right.

(----) Under the influince, above thee Ignorance,
THC is the key, for my buddy Evan to see things just a little diffrantly.

4) You lose your grip on reality,
you see thing that arn't there,
your mind starts to wonder as your thoughts begin to change, life as you've known it is gone you will never be the same try to fight it and you'll wind up going permently Insane.

 

streetlegal

Well-Known Member

• Apr 14, 2010

• #2

its alright man, get pretty rushed towards the end

 

hempstead

Well-Known Member

• Apr 15, 2010

• #3

Handsome man?
I do the best I can
Understand?
I really want to but I can't
I don't know what I know
I do know but to show
It is feared
and not really clear
Handsome man?
I do the best I can.



.... How is that? Kinda baked. heh

 

shroomer7

Active Member

• Apr 30, 2010

• #4

haha i like it

 

Mulltie

Well-Known Member

• Apr 30, 2010

• #5

Be glad your nose is on your face,
not pasted on some other place,
for if it were where it is not,
you might dislike your nose a lot.

Imagine if your precious nose
were sandwiched in between your toes,
that clearly would not be a treat,
for you'd be forced to smell your feet.

Your nose would be a source of dread
were it attached atop your head,
it soon would drive you to despair,
forever tickled by your hair.

Within your ear, your nose would be
an absolute catastrophe,
for when you were obliged to sneeze,
your brain would rattle from the breeze.

Your nose, instead, through thick and thin,
remains between your eyes and chin,
not pasted on some other place--
be glad your nose is on your face!~~Jack Prelutsky

 

shroomer7

Active Member

• Apr 30, 2010

• #6

haha that made me laff hahah

 

Mulltie

Well-Known Member

• Apr 30, 2010

• #7

Its a feel good poem eh?

 

Mulltie

Well-Known Member

• Apr 30, 2010

• #8

sitting at my desk, on a chair
fingers brush past every folical of hair,
strategising my life to an exact degree
leaking my feelings for the internet to see ..

seeking a preview of what is to come..
picking a cuticle built up on my thumb!
writing this all to bump up a thread
knowing op is a big mushroom head

no pen in my hand nor ink on the page
the poetry inside me is building like rage
a bowl sits infront of me with a dribble of milk
i tried to finnish it off but it fell and spilt..

Bump!