Taste my poetry.

[Stowned]

This excerpt started out as random rhyming rambling but turned into a nice bit of freewritten poetry.

Blessed by obsessions of a lesser essence, Iâ??m addressed by questions of a greater lesson as times unrest purges an expectorant of unexpected minutes, I'm urged to speak an uninspected perspective point of interest. My core dedication is to deface passing infatuations like an impatient embracement for lasting adorations. Our minds are solving in infinite volumes these revolving columns of consciousness that have eminent problems for thereâ??s only one rose but many thorns, only one road but many turns, Only one to know but many to yearn, One time to grow, one time to learn. Time to cry or fly, least we erode, we corrode, we die.

Hope you guys like it. Tell me what you all think.

Stowned Reviewed by Stowned on 01-02-2007. Taste my poetry. This excerpt started out as random rhyming rambling but turned into a nice bit of freewritten poetry. Blessed by obsessions of a lesser essence, Iâ??m addressed by questions of a greater lesson as times unrest purges an expectorant of unexpected minutes, I'm urged to speak an uninspected perspective point of interest. My core dedication is to deface passing infatuations like an impatient embracement for lasting adorations. Our minds are solving in infinite volumes these revolving columns Rating: 5

[King Cannabis]

This excerpt started out as random rhyming rambling but turned into a nice bit of freewritten poetry.

Blessed by obsessions of a lesser essence, Iâ??m addressed by questions of a greater lesson as times unrest purges an expectorant of unexpected minutes, I'm urged to speak an uninspected perspective point of interest. My core dedication is to deface passing infatuations like an impatient embracement for lasting adorations. Our minds are solving in infinite volumes these revolving columns of consciousness that have eminent problems for thereâ??s only one rose but many thorns, only one road but many turns, Only one to know but many to yearn, One time to grow, one time to learn. Time to cry or fly, least we erode, we corrode, we die.

Hope you guys like it. Tell me what you all think.

I get a strange post-modern, apocalyptic vibe from this verse. Not in a violent or angst filled sense, but a peacful ending.

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i like it

[Stowned]

I'm glad you guys liked it. I get on these little freethought rants when I'm high and some of the stuff I come up with is really quite cool and always very surprising.

Perhaps I'm channeling some kind of alternative reality or something. lol