Tokes Poems - Poems about Tokes

... Addiction damn what about it ? Its sure gets u into some doesnt it? Do you ever think about the consequences youve gone through . From being all lit..? The youve done just for a lil hit.........

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...At the heart of this art there’s a tartness that fits like a harness/ Put those pieces and bits together to finesse and furnish/ I’m breathing in the flesh here I go out of my mind in a flash/ I’m......

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...Love my folks, moreso love my tokes. Although I ought to stop my jokes.......

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...Pencil strokes and midnight tokes My mind is in a daze and my heart is broke Pages penned in the wee hours of the morning Getting lost in art is a form of mourning My brain shuts off and everyt......

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...Sometimes more is less – like, overworking a painting, blurring the eye-feast with an excess of dabs and strokes, a mix reminding me of too deeply breathed tokes; or a poem, with a vomit of......

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...My mirror breaks, I pick up a shard, But find it bizarre that all I see is nothing but scars, My veins filled with black tar, shaking, beaten and starved, I carve your name to my arm, put t......

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...I sprinkled dry yeast in warm water And watched it bubble up, Then cracked open a fresh laid egg On the edge of a measuring cup. I dumped in a helping of all-purpose flour, A little oil, a pin......

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...Utopian Smoke David J Walker tie-died Salesmen in ponytails offered peace in an Aquarian timeshare for annual fees and considerations keys of dried green grass line Golden streets with Br......

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...(verse 1) Yo we'll let bygones be bygones though bygones bite on blessed to have had the good times it’s life it all went wrong though it hurts good memories to the end you’ll always be my fr......

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...A girl from Tennessee admits, her friend and her are on the fritz- One blonde, one brunette, their names? I forget! I saw them walk with hairy pits! Long hair of waves down......

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...Hello intrepid reader of poetry. Nice of you to drop in. I would offer you a diet soda, And a few tokes of the ganja out in the garage, but I am not there, and you aren’t here; so that’s that.......

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...But a strange change happens at early nightfall in those stuffy rooms and halls and it suddenly becomes clear all was not as it seemed old folks transformed so cunning and keen sparkling iride......

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...one's from japan one's from ukraine one is from turkey two are from spain one speaks portuguese another korean two speak mongolian though none speak armenian one likes thick ......

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...Such a dull evening With it's cool breezy wind Prompting us to chuckle As we sat in a semi circle Opening a flow of styles Of ancient oriental culture Spurring to life A reel of retrospecti......

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...No sugar in this place, seas of wine run dry. Only cloudless life without smoke, so many doors without keys. Chokes without tokes, as days pass by. Yet here I am, I remain unchanged. St......

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