stoner poetry

[silversurfer]

we all love the green
you and i
lets smoke some weed
and get high


one bong two bong
red bong blue bong


w is for the way it makes me feel
e is for every season i peel
e is for everyday i smoke
d is for the dank nugs i toke


this is not a joke
you know i like to toke
i smoke all kinds of weed
but never the seed
if you smoke a bong
you'll never go wrong
lets roll a j
its the only way
just bought a pound
it can go all around
this some dank bud
something something thud

silversurfer Reviewed by silversurfer on 09-28-2006. stoner poetry we all love the green you and i lets smoke some weed and get high one bong two bong red bong blue bong Rating: 5

[Oneironaut]

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Cannabis is green,
Violets are blue (did I say that already?)

[Cassiopiea]

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Cannabis is green,
Violets are blue (did I say that already?)

Hahahahahaha.

[Inferius]

Keys of Faith, Keys of Joy,
Keys of Peace, Keys of Lore,
A Bong is the key,
The Key to the Way.

The Way is not a rebellion, or a haughty way to get attention,
The Way is a solution to the everydayness of most lives.
Changing wonder to mystical, love to passion, colors at every corner.
Promoting solemn brotherhood amongst all things, it inspires no wars, or battles of any kind.
The Way is Utopia. Let our lungs be our wings. Destination or not- we will surely travel in style.
and then just something I wrote stoned:
Fluttering skirts... longing stares through rain-stained windows
Sinking teeth into a red-burned apple, the hum and flow of laughter
Floating above feilds of green, running full steam into spring.
Climbing steps into foreign buildings in foreign cities,
Sharing un-controllable smiles with an old friend, hugging in a combustion of joy and reminisce.
Admiring the brown tendrils of hair, curling back up on a neck of purity,
Evening campfires, the glow of the stars twinkling down upon soothed spirits,
Every morning a blissful reminder of being alive another day,
Life. Infinitely Perplexing Love.

[MaryJaneintheCloset]

Whoa. Intense guys.

[crudemood]

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Cannabis is green,
Violets are blue (did I say that already?)

classic, that is stoner poetry for sure.

[HypnotizedMind]

poetry is gay.

[the yeag]

poetry is not gay..well i do not really care who cares if its gay-its the same as rap i love rap...mabyee i'm gay...yes a big flameing fag...that's me- hypnotizedmind is a catcher.


free yo mind, free yo soul,
release yo thoughts and load a bowl.
pack it tight hit it slow,
but don't pass to hyp-mind,he's an assho

[HypnotizedMind]

poetry is not gay..well i do not really care who cares if its gay-its the same as rap i love rap...mabyee i'm gay...yes a big flameing fag...that's me- hypnotizedmind is a catcher.


free yo mind, free yo soul,
release yo thoughts and load a bowl.
pack it tight hit it slow,
but don't pass to hyp-mind,he's an assho

sorry its my opinion, i stick by it.

[smoke it]

free yo mind, free yo soul,
release yo thoughts and load a bowl.
pack it tight hit it slow,
but don't pass to hyp-mind,he's an assho

hahahaha thats funny. and poerty isnt gay, your just too stupid to comprehend the beauty of it.