Mary Jane Poems - Poems about Mary Jane

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
 Except what comes out of a sink
I fight
But my life is not right
I smoke some weed
The calmness it does feed
Gives me the control I so desperately

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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 gained stuff

and get to this
our time-station to...
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Marijuana Sommelier

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 kid, If I had known 
about this profession, 
I would’ve been up there 
with the best of them, 
like Cheech and Chong.
But don’t get me wrong 
I’m

Mary Jane

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 a cough.

Shortly after, I took up with Jack D.
Strictly platonic
but we do sleep well together.

Mary Jane

My marina-made
Merry marijuana
Marianas maze
Marinara; merrily
Mary may thee marry me.

Mary Jane

There once was a lovable loser
A smoker and hard-drinking boozer 
  Devil said, Try Mary Jane
  She'll surely ease all your pain
Loser vowed ~ never to abuse her

A Typical Visit From Mary Jane

My best friend Mary Jane is coming to my lair,
I have to get ready, I need to prepare.

French onion dip with chips will be a necessity.
Popcorn, peanut butter, ice cream and pizza definitely.

Coke, sprite, Oreo's, with a giant bag of pretzels,
Hershey’s, Cheetos, can’t forget about the Skittles. 

I will breathe her in just as I

Drug Free

No need for Weed, Kush or Coke to alter my mind
when I have the spirit of God to get me high.
Why smoke a Black N Mild?
When the world is already wild.

I stay free from drugs because I know there's better out there for me.
How can I be what God has called me to be if

Mary Jane

Marijuana, Mary Jane
When Mary Jane became legalized for private use 
I know my brother would have a garden in his room for him to lose
He will have every gram of weed to escape the lows
He'd get high before school and when the teacher asks why aren't you yourself, he'd reply 'Mary Jane is legalized for

The Heat

The Heat

I have a new girlfriend her name is Mary-Jane.  
I think she's from the south where the plants grow green and bright.  
Mary Jane and I just spent the hot afternoon together ?
Watching the passage of time through a lens that she brought along just for this occasion.

The heat makes the air

Mary Jane Vs Arthritis

DURING MY WORLDLY TRAVELS, I MET ARTHUR ITIS. 
   TO TELL YOU THE TRUTH HE WASN'T THE BRIGHTEST. 
   HIS GOAL IN LIFE IS DISTRIBUTING PAIN. 
   HE LOVES TO ACT UP DURING WINTER AND RAIN,

   I WAS ONCE AT A PARTY, HOSTED BY MR. GRIM REAPER.

Mary Jane Meets Bullet

This is my story…
A headless lighter, a writer
Mix up with silver long metallic
Make the agitations clear cold then warm
Neurons from above became so clear
I can hear my heartbeats like a doldrums
Because I’m just a woman with a perfect body
But now, it turned flat because of my past histories

My body was an image of different sceneries

Old Sweet Mary-Jane and Jimmy

Jim's mother in-law old sweet Mary-Jane
accused him again and put him to shame
for leaving his poo
all over her loo
I wonder who pushed her out of the train.

When I Met Mary Jane

When it comes to being anxious I know I'm not alone.
Heart beat speed increases, as time starts to slow.
Sweat collects on your forehead, then drips off the nose.
Palms are slippery when wet, while regret rapidly grows.

This particular moment significantly altered my life,
my reality met fantasy the first time I got high.
Dinner's at five, the weed

Mary Jane Ii

She was subtle, but turbulent at times
We had nightly excursions, a few trips around the sun
   Now she is nothing but a memory
My encounters with her are indefinitely done

  Though she took on various shapes
I was most aroused to see her draped in white
   Tightly wrapped and blazing hot
Her look,

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