Through the smokes of my decay,
among the people of the low, as one would say,
did you see the wide eyed surprise !
Why is she walking down on the filth today?
She is walking in the wind,
bold wind makes her uneasy, like the filth beneath her feet.
What is she thinking? Where is she going?
Did she feel sudden sympathy, for the abhorred street?
For whatever the reason maybe, I’d like to thank her a bit.
I am left with my decay;
She vanishes sweetly at the corner of the street.
(30.06.2007)
Categories:
smokes, feelings, imagery, romantic,
Form: Rhyme
Retired and happy as a piggy in poop
Poetry is definitely the cause
Without all my friends I've come to know
Known as dear old Santa Claus
My favourite and busiest time of the year
Is less than a month away
Visiting you guys and your little kiddies
Spreading joy on Christmas day
Happy as a piggy in poop is not usually
Associated with Santa and stuff
But this Santa is a down to earth kinda Santa
A little warmer he'd come in the buff
Hope no kiddies are reading this poem
Might destroy their image of me
Now you know why Santa's really so happy
Smokes up and is happy as can be
Categories:
smokes, magic,
Form: Free verse
Very popular in our country be.
Cannabis, now eaten as candy?
Thai sticks, so much stronger.
Their "high" lasts far longer.
No wonder people act so crazy.
Get out of a room filled with
unholy smokes, so hazy!
Drive through Berkeley, it stinks.
Fresh air puts you, right in the pink!
Get high on love and creation.
Be yourself~ you are the true sensation!
August 29, 2020
6:30pm PST
Categories:
smokes, america, drug,
Form: Couplet
A PACK OF SMOKES
A LITTLE TOKE
A LOT OF CHOKE
A DEFINITE CROAK
Categories:
smokes, death,
Form: Rhyme
Hidden from y'all
Broken heart from loving another
Crushed dream for believing the media
Buried life for not fitting in
Are we to fit into life?
Or fade with the passing days?
Scared of dying
Do not want to live either
Smokes
Drugs
Fill the sack labelled me
Got a heart leading to nothing
Tired
Hoping to live an extra day
Wearing the best smile
Hanging my fears in a wardrobe
Visit at night
While I sit in comfort of pain
Cutting my wrists
Making a hole through the wall with clenched fists
Got my robes soaked in a red river
(Drowning in my blood)
Wishing death visits before morning
Hope you'll notice someday
Not in black clothes
I lived for another
The comforting lies you got fed
I was not a happy soul.
Categories:
smokes, anger, anxiety, death, deep,
Form: Free verse
Intoxicated in pain
Rebellious
To the happiness that last for a moment
Through the needles and pills
I exist in another world
Peaceful
Defenceless
Sight clear I don't see a thing
Voices loud, only a muffle sound I pick
Heart beating way to hard
Couple's of adrenaline flushing in my vein
Causing a stir in my system
Yelling at the voices that never made me think
Walls are closing up on me
For a moment I have to blast you
(The cruelty of living)
Change which comes with breathing
Voices that challenge my belief
Seems I lost it all a long time ago
Still get docked for thinking
Therapy never helped
Just a date with another I do not trust
Leaving lies in truth shade
Confused, know I didn't get better
There are several ways I could have done this
Suffocating, running out of fights
Staining the concrete with blood
Maybe this will bring my feelings alive
Or wake in another confinement
(To keep fighting).
Categories:
smokes, anger, anxiety, death, deep,
Form: Free verse
Caressing my mind with thoughts of our love
An afternoon vibe while I wait here
And I don't mind waiting for hours or so
Because it is you.
Cigarettes and stories to tell
Every single day to different faces
And I don't mind repeating our love story
Because it is you and me.
Smokes fading, cigarette butts on the floor
I'm feeling high, feeling demential
My addiction to you is towering
I'm in prison but still reveling.
Cigarette butts and coffee stains
Feeling numb, eyes fixed at the ceiling
Knowing that "us" not even a happenstance
Because it's just me and stories in my hand.
Categories:
smokes, addiction, emotions, imagination, loneliness,
Form: Free verse
Five for Smokes
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I needed five dollars for smokes.Yesterday.,
I had it.but still...Had smokes AND That five.
ended up being used. for something else.I myself
might SAY I'd pay for but then,. I wouldn't. pay.ME, though.,
I'm sure someone would., So...Sure,. SOMEone would (And
DID.) they know I'd gladly sell that again Today,?When I say
"Yes"., can you see I'm now still?" Needing smokes...
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10/19/2018
Categories:
smokes, confusion, funny, humor, nonsense,
Form: Free verse
You
Will not
See dragons
Smoking any
Cigarettes; they can
Incinerate
One just by
Lighting
It.
Categories:
smokes, animal, fun, funny, humorous,
Form: Ninette
Everybody laughs at my wife because she smokes a corn cob pipe.
She doesn't like it when I complain, she doesn't want me to gripe.
She smokes it everywhere she goes and it makes her look like a hillbilly.
She lost a beauty contest because that damn pipe made her look so silly.
She even smoked it when we went to Great Britain to meet the Queen.
Her majesty had us locked in a dungeon because that pipe is obscene.
I try to tell her that her pipe makes her look ridiculous.
I told her to get rid of it or it would be the end for us.
Smoking that pipe makes her stink, she is pretty ripe.
My life has been ruined because of that corn cob pipe.
Categories:
smokes, funny, humor,
Form: Rhyme
Mountain smokes cigars,
throws ashes, matchsticks and fire
on neighbors and friends
Categories:
smokes, allegory, power,
Form: Haiku
You wouldn't believe me
if I told you I have seen...nothing.
You wouldn't believe me
if I told you I have seen... everything.
You wouldn't believe me
if I told you I have strong feelings... for you.
You wouldn't believe me
if I told you I have... hated you.
You wouldn't believe me
if I told you that I care... for you.
You wouldn't believe me
if I told you I would kill... for you.
You wouldn't believe me,
for the sky is blue
and the sun shines so bright,
and stars twinkle in twilight night.
You wouldn't believe me...
...but you would believe me
if I told you I have seen a Cat sitting...smoking a pipe...
Categories:
smokes, absence, betrayal, blue, sad,
Form: Free verse
two biggest wars
cigarettes were there
what damage did they cause?
Categories:
smokes, health, war,
Form: Questionku
I hope that you'll believe me but you probably will not.
I have a dog and she has been smoking all of my pot.
She's my doggy and I do love her.
But I can't get high because of her.
My money has been wasted because of all of the weed that she stole.
I hide my joints but she finds them and smokes every one that I roll.
Some people call me a nut, they think a straight jacket is what I need.
Others think that the dope dealer spiked my weed.
But I'm not crazy, my dog really does smoke my grass.
I'm very angry and I'm on the verge of kicking her ass.
If you're looking for a free dog, I'll gladly give you this stupid *****.
But if you smoke pot, you'll lose money so you'd better be rich.
(This is a fictional poem)
Categories:
smokes, dog, funny, hilarious, humor,
Form: Rhyme
Retired and happy as a piggy in poop
P-Soup is definitely the cause
Without all my friends I've come to know
Known as dear old Santa Claus
My favourite and busiest time of the year
Is just a few weeks away
Visiting you guys and your little kiddies
Spreading joy on Christmas day
Happy as a piggy in poop is not usually
Associated with Santa and stuff
But this Santa is a real down to earth Santa
A little warmer he'd come in the buff
Hope no kiddies are reading this poem
Might destroy their image of me
Now you know why Santa's really so happy
Smokes pot and is happy as can be
© Jack Ellison 2013
Categories:
smokes, christmas, fun,
Form: Quatrain
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