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Day tripper. (An Acrostic)
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Day tripper.
An Angel of the streets
Yes  looked good in the dark with light behind

Though her behind sagged She were a tripper
Ripping through every penny that she made.
I knew her when she was young n beautiful
Pimps ran her life now and oh how she’d aged
Persecuted by the cops with the tricks to play
Eventually she became the tripper every day.
Rita was the meter maid of Liverpool they Say

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Written by Philip.
She had a ticket to ride
But she don’t care.
November 4th 2018.
A nodding tribute to the Beatles.
T Jul 2018
Delve deep into your mind.
You'll be surprised what you find.
Confined in the furthest recesses of your being.
Take an inwards vacation, into the finest creation.
Do some sightseeing, give in to temptation.

As the world drifts silently away.
Your brain becomes vibrant.
Let your flow be your guidance.
Your mind becomes an island, floating in the vast emptiness of the cosmic drift.

You'll be surprised what you find.
The internal revolution of your being.
A new way of seeing.
A new sense of well-being.

Your senses heightened.
Don't be frightened!
You're becoming enlightened.
It only takes a few minutes a day.

A new found reflection.
Your inner connection, or even resurrection.
Bask in introspection.
Tapping in to a once lost section of yourself.
CallMeVenus Jun 2018
I don't know how is it possible that I keep seeing you in places and in people you can not be.
Today I picked a scenary similar to when we first got faded together.
I tried to push you out of my mind by having Rihanna (one of my  alter egos when I get high) tell me: 'Nahh girl, you will have a ******' happy trip and sorry but this ***** is killing your vibe!'
And Riri rarely speaks.
She liked you. She didn't like anyone.
So I tried to stop picking on the fresh wound in my soul
But you are still there painfully enough.
The first wave hit me and I was out.


I looked at that girl, much different looking than you, start to change.
Suddenly she had your fingers then she put on your face
then your short Harry Potterish hair
and lastly your beautiful eyes.
I will try to not forget them. I promise.
I probably didn't mean to you not even as close like you did to me so why are you showing yourself in MY mind?
Did I matter after all?
Or am I delusional and my sick brain is a Joker's playground?

I feel like I really did love you.
Like for real real.
Because you've inhabited the inside of my ribcage ever since I laid my eyes on you.
Maybe that wasn't some ordinary love because you were never ordinary.
You were a miracle.

In my dreams, you told me how your god now is the devil himself and it struck me how happy you seemed.
And all I ever wanted is for you to be truly happy forever...
So I stopped praying for your mercy.
I've seen you happy for the first time and it doesn't seem like you need it.

3 months since you've been gone
And your demons are now my roommates.
Brent Kincaid May 2018
The Psychedelic Deli
Is sometimes in an alley.
It can seem accidental,
Some of it experimental
All completely experiential.

There is no shop, no store
You must have a friend
If you really want to score.
Everyone is different
Under new management.

Let me make this clear;
Anything you want,
Everything you want is here.
From champagne to beer
All the time, every year.

You can send out for *****
And have nothing to lose.
Only just all your money,
But you may think that funny
Once you’re getting chummy.

So mostly bring your own
And don’t drink it alone
Because it’s best to share
That’s true just everywhere
If you have the grace to care.

The Psychedelic Deli
May sell wares ***** nilly
They’ll charge you indecently
As stuff they made just recently
Must be paid for immediately.

They have this and that
And if you pass the hat
You’ll go on a trip with no ticket.
You surely don’t want to miss it.
But there’s always a bit more to it.

So, you better be up to it
Because many more blew it
And ended like a fish on their belly,
Their minds about as stable as jelly,
Shopping at the Psychedelic Deli.
Nicole Apr 2018
I imagine colored dye
Floating through my brain
Showing the inconsistent chemicals
The lack of even concentration
A dose of something unexpected
And my eyes turn round like saucers
I feel everything so intensely
I can understand the inner-workings
Of the feelings I never understood
My obsession with lost love
Finally whispered it's truth
I do not regret where I am today
I simply miss feeling the happiness
That accompanies the memories that haunt me
I must come to terms with the fact
That happiness will return to me
If I stop hanging onto the past
And embrace the beauty of the unknown
That will bring me more happiness
Until then
I will allow myself to connect with myself
No judgement
No fear
No regrets
Just acceptance and
No expectations
Tatiana Apr 2018
I watched my friend trip
and fall and fall and fall.
Collecting countless bruises
all in the name of love.
© Tatiana
Elizabeth Dec 2017
Take me away to that secret place
Where consciousness transcends all time and space
Somewhere over the rainbow?
Well, that I really don't know
However
That doesn't much matter
Although it's without a doubt within the realm of the mad hatter
Color is candy and music is air
And everything you see has just a little more flare
Light me up and help me to see
That everything in my life is ultimately a reflection of me
Love is not an action but a state of being
The birther and seed of all other feeling
Divine by default
No need for redemption
My spirit has never known such peace as this
Being embraced by the source of all there is
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