Cannabis goddess came to my family
She said you are one of the chosen
I honor you with this blessing from me.
You must nurture me , give me love , grow me in the sun for I am the medicine the people and this planet need . She told us it won't be easy many will want to destroy me rip me out of the ground you will have to protect me and fight for me to have the right to grow . She said they will put you in chains take away your land  some will welcome you others will shun you  
but you must continue on your path l will lead the way..

A brush of fingertip is heaven
A wink takes me to paradise
One smile then I die
One dance is like a forever

Bits and pieces of you..

Your love
A pill is an overdose
A drop and I’m drunk
Overwhelming, intoxicating

Bits and pieces of you
is too much, too much
What more a whole lot of you
Can do??

Running out of time is a big lie
And age, is nothing but a numeral

Unfinished stories
All drafts
All hanging
Incoherent
No rhymes
No patterns
Just a mere plot twist
It’s the story of us
Poorly drafted
With a beginning
A storyline with no ending

Don't ever build home in people
They all come and go
And when they leave you
Again and again
Homeless you'll be

Old rugged jeans
I couldn't throw away
Because in it's tiny little pockets
I am keeping, the pieces
of broken dreams
and broken us