420 Poems - Poems about 420

Alt Love

There is only one time when I’ll need you;
Like Ice cream doesn’t need a banana.
So, until I do, or the ice cream does,
I will be on this side of Havana.

Categories: 420, analogy,
Form: Ekphrasis

420

420

4 - fortify your love 
      He said to her 
      Cos now we are fruitful
      Let your heart be true 
      Cos we have gone along way 
     To have

Categories: 420, africa, dedication, for her,
Form: Epic

The Pentacle Decision

I was rudely interrupted by white people,
But it was there dream of the 420,
A place that pacified everyone on the path of discovery,
A place where even Hitler survived,
Sharing input that we all could use to define,
I was on the battlefield of Narnia, 
A place of routine cycle,
Mother nature's way of keeping this place a fight

Categories: 420, angel,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Big Game

1.Family tree me bapu ya chachu ki hasiyat say entry karvao.
2.Intruder honay kay bavajod family ka hisa ban jao.
3.Biological parents kay guzartay hi ladka ladki ko khalas.
4.Ab waris ban kay sari jama ponji lay uro.
5.Don level kay logon ki DG level kay afsaron say dosti.
Note.Every game has end and I am the end of your

Categories: 420, family, father, identity, mother,
Form: List

420 Keisha

I used to stay out at somebody's club, strippers was the only loves I known, but you cut me off on 420 that specific night and saved me from being all alone, the bartender said they were out of Patron, you bought me back from the ledge 1800 will have me on the edge, but

Categories: 420, black love, cute, cute
Form: Lyric

420

they say weed is bad 
but i say oh well

because it helps out people 
when they are going through hell

they have deprssion 
even anxity 

but when it comes to 
smoking a blunt i dont really care

weed is not a drug
cause it grows every were  

if u want to agrue 
just keep quite and smoke

Categories: 420, space, drug,
Form: Light Verse

420

Backyard summer time blazing,
jiggers packed down with precision.
First few thoughts, simply amazing,
prepping my mind for tunnel vision. 

Roller coasting beyond the storm,
strapped into buzzed up seats.
Lungs that feel so smokey warm, 
drum line chorus heart beats. 

Eyes that bleed without blood,
cheekbones relaxed, muscles calm.
Shaking up and grinding that bud,
measuring blindly inside a palm. 

Four doobies

Categories: 420,
Form: I do not know?