Mary Jane Poems - Poems about Mary Jane

...Have this rage. From youth to old age A world I hate Horrible fate No drugs ever gave me relief My belief Rage can make you fall Loose all Makes life sad Being forever mad I do not drink ......Read the rest...

...It’s a chill and rainy Saturday night in New Haven - it’s Superbowl eve! My roommates Leong, Anna and Lisa and I were playing a game of Upwards - it’s a scrabble-like word game and we’re all strangel......Read the rest...

...an hour farther time art even and... hollowed be the game the kinks that come can be undone from... any nerves gone uneven so for us these days are daily bred for sieving... trash from ga......Read the rest...

...Excitement overflowed in their loving abode. Their hearts were in a whirl. The results showed it’s a girl. With still months to wait All they did was anticipate The coming blessed even......Read the rest...

...sip sonnet not gin smoke haiku not Mary Jane lip language champagne dip poetry green toxic brain literacy thrill not pill stay sane......Read the rest...

...In home room that morning I found the folded letter on my desk informing me of my election to the National Honor Society Quite a thing for the 11th grade, I later found. Perhaps even more f......Read the rest...

...Marijuana sommelier, A marijuana or weed expert. A Mary Jane professional. Someone happy to let the grass grow. Not a junkie or druggie, but a pro, a get high expert. Weed connoisseur. As a......Read the rest...

...Hootin Bootin Shootin Tootin Smokin Lokin Caterpillar Running around in the recesses of the darkened cellar Taking long deadly drags from his menthol minded mary jane. We cannot sing this song wit......Read the rest...

... SPIRITS OF EASTERS PAST On Easter Sunday, Christians celebrate Christ rising from the dead. I loved Easter as a child, it was as special as Christmas and went to my head. ......Read the rest...

...Gross misconduct bullets falling like rain drops Mosquitoes kissing marinated children While in the hood homeless and thugs Suck on those the things unruly plugs Crack-cocaine, meth, mary-jane ......Read the rest...

...This is a tale of rags to riches About a young girl called Franny Britches Franny was the youngest child and the only girl She had four older brothers Billy ,Bobby ,Bert and Earl Her parents wo......Read the rest...

...Mae West's Room Every hierarchy exists dependent upon those below to support it. Can it be any different with the gods, when some are greater and some are less? We all are gods and is......Read the rest...

...Flip your wrist, cast your strand. Wear your mask and make a stand. Felons flock like a band to cause scourge upon the land. Wear your outfit, make it fast, for your good friends may not last......Read the rest...

...Back on Baker Street - pulling on a calabash pipe. Paganini and Bach stream through a cracked third-story window. The Merseybeat’s… the disaffected Pink Floyd years, Mary Jane brain, mulling ......Read the rest...

...She was not mine for long. Her man lived in a double-wide, down a dusty Florida road. With mouth and tongue, I explored her the florets, her aromatic buds. When we parted she left me with......Read the rest...