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Sueño Oct 2018
It was a warm soothing October day
A nation mourned your loss
The voice of Canada
Soundtrack to everyone’s summer
everyone’s heartbreak
Everyone’s love
A reason to celebrate
It was a beautiful day
Tragically sick
It’s no joke
We miss you Gord,
We needed someone like you
Someone who told the world
What we can do.
Canada misses you
And a year later it’s still the same
So pick up the ****,
And light it up
The Tragically hip
Here to **** **** up.

(Canada legalized **** on Gords death day)
Just a quick thank you didn’t put too much thought into it
Aiden Gaberiel Oct 2018
Take me back to that first time at the age of sixteen that friends and I sparked and smoked euphoria the taste so sweet the feeling like no other with glassy eyes and constant laughs for that moment there was nothing to worry and stress about but that was a long time ago fourteen years ago that I can't believe it but I'll never that first experience at the young age of sixteen..
Aiden Gaberiel Oct 2018
Why don't they
        understand
We just need to medicate
      From our hurt
     And all this hate
      Its just a plant
  We always tell them
      But they *****
    Away to jail we go
   Make the people pay
   To keep us confined
Yet pharmaceutical companies
Make new pills on the regular
Creating more people to get addicted
     They don't care though
     I'm going to live my life
       Everyone should
To make the plant legal nationally
      And to live in peace
As a recovering addict of narcotics who battled with addiction for eleven years not once did I abuse **** it's been proven many times to be a great help id rather smoke it than be on all my mental health pills but that's just my opinion which I'm entitled too.
CallMeVenus Oct 2018
I see youth in a haze
Sunny afternoons from Mars
Been chasing stars

World still turns
Joints burn
I go back to sunny afternoons
Still in a haze
Now I chase the Moon
Meadow Sep 2018
White water meets white sky.

No escape from this fog bubble we call paradise.

Eyes blinded by white blankets of smoke.

We wonder what is beyond.

A white canvas to project one's desires of a far-off dream.

Thinking...
Anything is better than this, right?
It's sticky and fogs your mind
This green friend of mine
Inhale to feel just fine
As slowly it steals your time.

It comes in the form of a leaf
With it there is no grief
It leaves behind some keef
But it is the time thief.

Many days can go by
****** or completely high
Without blinking an eye
Time begins to fly by.

It makes you do less
You begin to forget success
All you want to do is rest
And smoke it to your chest.

When its time to quit
You realise you're unfit
And couldn't give a s**t
You'd rather smoke and sit.

You might become addicted
Your brain power is restricted
Completely self inflicted
Your motivation misdirected.
I left this poem without a resolution to make a point.
Alaynah Sep 2018
I got really high tonight
And chose to specifically take
The time to view over my thoughts

Such a sad place:
Full of wretched self judgemental opinions
You aren’t good enough said me to me in the mirror
You’ll never be loved and you’ll never be successful
You’re only a time to time beneficial resource to the ones you thought cared about you
Nobody will ever love you for you, you either give them what they want or they’re gone
Everyone in your life will leave you eventually
You’re such a disappointment
You’re so ugly
You're crazy
She's prettier than you and has such a nice body
You're not good enough and never will be
Stop getting so attached nobody wants to stay
Hate yourself
Nobody would care if you disappeared
Why’re you even here?

Although I occasionally think about this
dark room in my head while sober
I always fake it away and try not to think about it
I never truly take the time to
think about everything gives me
sad and anxious feelings
This is depressing
I don’t wanna be in this dark room anymore

Caution!!! Bad vibes only

I try to exit this room
but the doors are locked
I CAN’T GET OUT
I try to knock down the door
With the little energy I have
After this major dark attack
I finally get to leave

Sober you knows everything will be okay
I'm never going back there again
Nap time…
MARY JANE by Warissara

By the side of the lane
I caught a glimpse of Mary Jane
Dressed in purple, Dressed in green
Her kisses sweet like tangerines

Nothing ever seems the same
Her perfume takes away my pain
Numbs my brain and blows my mind
Leaving all my worries behind

Mary Jane
I can’t complain
I feel the love when I hear your name
Cos this game I play
Day by day
Come what may
You’ll always stay
My ode to Mary Jane
Esfoni Sep 2018
Gardens differ
              One from another
                              One’s full of flowers
                                       **** with thorns, the other
                                                      09/19/2018
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