stoner poetry

[smoke it]

im smarter than you.

yaaaa...bullshit. poetry is beautiful, you just have to know what it means. if you cant interpret it, dont read it. and you have no right to call poetry gay. homosexuality is a lifestyle, poetry is a bunch of thoughts and interpretations written down. it cant be "gay".

[Acouwaila]

*clear throat*

cant we all
just get a-long
pack a bowl
and hit a bong
take a trip
to a place
called taco bell
then stuff our face

[wayoftheleaf]

This radio is the bomb
Almost as good as a premium bong
Listen to this stuff
light that shit up
Lets go with the flow
And fucking smoke that bowl.

[HypnotizedMind]

yaaaa...bullshit. poetry is beautiful, you just have to know what it means. if you cant interpret it, dont read it. and you have no right to call poetry gay. homosexuality is a lifestyle, poetry is a bunch of thoughts and interpretations written down. it cant be "gay".

Like i said before its my opinion...and do you have any proof that your smarter than me?

okay then.

[wayoftheleaf]

Come one people just get mellow. get along. stop with the hate

[higher4hockey]

^ nice av ....know what that means ?

[Hempstone]

I wrote the following poem about 11 years or so ago...

Mutual Benefactors

From wherefore cometh thou holy dope that we smoke when we toke?
Did it not descend upon us from the starry heavens above?
Does it not grow from the soul of mother earth?
To give pleasure is the pleasure of ganja
But who is more pleased - The smoker or that which is smoked?
Ganja gets high because it gets to play in the mind of man
And the man gets high because he gets to experience the mind of nature
And both become mutual benefactors in this spiritual exchange
In holy union two lovers embrace
Transported away to a beautiful place
Where it is said that the high mind resides
So birdie birdie in the mystic sky
You don't have to flap your wings to fly
Tell you what - You give me some of that birdseed
And I'll share some of my weed
And we'll slide down rainbows in the astral plane
Go insane from a baked brain
But that's allright - We're not crazy
The world is

Les Stark

[Acouwaila]

I wrote the following poem about 11 years or so ago...

Mutual Benefactors

From wherefore cometh thou holy dope that we smoke when we toke?
Did it not descend upon us from the starry heavens above?
Does it not grow from the soul of mother earth?
To give pleasure is the pleasure of ganja
But who is more pleased - The smoker or that which is smoked?
Ganja gets high because it gets to play in the mind of man
And the man gets high because he gets to experience the mind of nature
And both become mutual benefactors in this spiritual exchange
In holy union two lovers embrace
Transported away to a beautiful place
Where it is said that the high mind resides
So birdie birdie in the mystic sky
You don't have to flap your wings to fly
Tell you what - You give me some of that birdseed
And I'll share some of my weed
And we'll slide down rainbows in the astral plane
Go insane from a baked brain
But that's allright - We're not crazy
The world is

Les Stark

thats truely a good poem. I understand all of it. = ) very deep

[wayoftheleaf]

^ nice av ....know what that means ?

symbol of the army, latin for Freedom of Oppression

I keep it because it is an oxy-moron of my country that uses it.

[smoke it]

i could say the same thing to you hypnotizedmind