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Martin Bailes Mar 2017
Freshly bathed & shivering
in the cool weak sunlight
of the early morning
the boy returns
to his bed,

the quiet young couple
who sleep gently nearby,
prepare their first
sweet smoke
of the morning
as a string is drawn
back & forth inside
the chillum pipe
to clean it,

& then the hashish is warmed
so as to soften it before  
it's crumbled & mixed
with the tobacco from
a broken cigarette
kneaded in the
palm of the hand,

a small stone is placed inside
to anchor the mix yet
leave room for air
to flow & then
a damp rag is
wrapped around
the narrow end
to cool the smoke,

the woman holds the pipe
quite intricately it seems
to you at first but it's just
to create a space
so as to draw the
mix deep into
her lungs,

"Bom Siva Shankar"
intones the man as
she places her mouth
upon the joined hands
and draws that first
fiery draught
of purest black
Afghani hashish.

The chillum circulates
& the day has begun
as the youth of a
rejected Western World
envelop themselves
in the smell of dung
fires, incense, &
the Krishna chant
from the small
idol at the
corner
nearby.
Mahesh Hegde Jan 2014
Taking a deep drag from a Chillum,
I gazed at its structure made of pure soil and water.
I do that every time I decide to take a ride into space.
Closing my eyes I take a drag to burn all the herb,
And the smoke creates the scene my eyes wished to percieve,
Distance to far away galaxies is hard to achieve,
But hyperdrive makes it a bit easier, I love its grace.
I catch the speed of light, Ive made a slight change in the drive systems a year before.
All this for what.? To touch the fading past and bring it back to life.
If I raise my speed even by 1 mm per second now I will be faster than light,
Oh but look, Theres comes a black hole,
It wants to hold me in its grasp.!!
But hey devil, I am fast,
But then the stars laugh,
And then the mirror like nebula at a safe distance from the black hole,
But Enormous enough to show my reflection,
Shows me that I am stagnant in the gravity of the black matter.
**** I didnt take with me the machine to soak energy from antimatter.
Even after this speed when I was so close to touch the waivering past,
Plans were at the point to undergo failure without a plan be to save it,
To touch the before and come again into now was the decision,
At this frightening moment I laugh at my frivolous precision,
All that i can do now are three things,
Stay stagnant here with this speed,
Slow down and end up giving myself in the gravity of black hole,
Or boost ahead to stay in the past forever.
Fate and time tease me creating this sarcastic moment and enjoy this entertaining view,
And then I give a confident smile before opening my eyes, sitting in the present, saying, "That was so close. PHEW.!"
Jon Sawyer Jan 2018
I am speaking to my future me.

You love your wife, Adyson.

I know when the demons come back with more force than the last time, this thought enters your mind:

"Divorce your wife, this is unhealthy."

The truth is, you're unhealthy. I know it's raw, but it's the truth. You are too consumed with yourself to even know the difference.

You see, at this close of 2017 you looked to your right and told her:

"I am happy."

See, you're happy because she's the only one you have that truly understands you. How do I know?

Take a good guess, I know you can do it.

I'm guessing there's a good chance that she's feeling exactly the same way, or worse.

You're taking a trip right now. You're stable tonight. Addy is stable tonight. You're driving to Keith's (or writing here on these pages mucking up your handwriting...) to be with your family and friends. Good friends. Going to get ****-faced and hoping to black out.

And you're blessed to have your soulmatage right next to you, smoking chillum **** and "Natural" American Spirit cigarettes, and sipping on Mtn Dew. It's 2:17am, and you're about to ride the Music Express because it is picking up speed. No sleep for you tonight.

Your mind is not clear. Next time you think to divorce your wife, hold onto that thought, because by doing so, you're giving yourself time. Time is key.

If you feel that you should divorce your wife when you're well enough to have a clear perspective, then maybe you should consider it.

Depression and mixed states will lie to you, insidiously, and without mercy. No mercy.

I'm willing to bet at this point, however, that when your demon is back to sleep, if only for a minute, you'll only have to  look to your left while in bed in order to cultivate your prior burning love for her.

For she loves you and you love her ... to death, even beyond your current living death. Rest assured, my good man, that it will end. Just give it time.

Take a break. Go to sleep. Turn off your life for a moment, it'll help. The decision to take your pills is up to you, but consider taking them, too. They will probably help.

Don't forget to hug your wife though.

Good night.
31 December 2017 - I wrote this for myself because I get these negative thoughts when in a bout of bipolar depression, which doesn't last. These thoughts turn into my only reality if only for a short time. I am hoping to stave off the danger of making a rash decision in the midst of an episode.
SABUR May 2019
Way
Why thought this?
I am floating in daily lush.
I see the dream.
No more dawn anymore,
And I can't really do it.
The other world is dragging.
The lush is the only way.
Who knows
That's not the rain.
Eyesight thirst
That is the pain which feels in the breath.
Why is thirsty next to the spring?
Fire companion, why not burn?
I understand,
Sleep is blind?
Where the interest is!
I do not know, maybe selfish!
I can't do this anymore .
Hope-chillum now with me!
Wash again!
Silence!be silence.
Far from here!it's seems,
Feelingless beauty.
Searching way,
Big Virge Apr 2020
My Developments Have Come ...
From ... A LOT of Stuff ... !!!

Mum And Dad For One ...
At Number Two Has Been Being A Dude ...
Who Doesn’t Run From TRUTH ...

Number Three Has Been All The Things I’ve Seen ...
From Being A Teen With Cricketing Dreams ...
of Being In Teams Seen On TV Screens ...

To Others That Showed ...
Where I ... Should NOT GO ... !!!

But Such Dreams Went As I Became A Gent ...
Who Developed A Love For Writing Poems ...

That Beat Like Drums ...
Or A Heart That Pumps A WARRIORS’ Blood ... !!!
Because I Have Developed A Style That’s TOUGH ... !!!

Or As Bajans’ Say ... " HARD " ... !!!
Because I Mark Cards With The Verse I Impart ...
That’s Lyrically CHARGED Like An F1 Car ...

Technically Developed To Operate With Venom ...
That’s RIGHT Like E Said From The ... CEREBELLUM ... !!!

Developed And ENVELOPED Like A Chillum ...
By Craftsmanship ESSENTIAL ....
To ... Developing My Mental ...
To Levels Where I Revel When Utilising Pencil ...

Well Now ......
Keyboard And Pen When Developing POEMS ...
That Show Just How Developments ...
Have Helped Me Grow With STRENGTH ... !!!

That Stem From How My Head ...
Has Thoughts Developed ... YES ...

Thinking That’s Been CENTRED ...
Or Middled Like A Six ...
Just Like Those That Were ... HIT ...

By YES The GREAT ... “ King Viv “ ... !!!

It’s Thinking Just Like THIS That Helps Develop SCRIPTS ...
of Well Developed Lyrics That Twist Just Like Those TWISTERS ...

And ALL THIS Government ... " SPIN " ... !!!

From Doctors Who Plot To Corrupt The Lot
of Those Below ... Their Budget Thresholds ...

So Now Their Medicine’s Making People ... SICK ... !!!!!
So Let Me CLARIFY QUICK That My Usage of Lyrics ...
Is Developed BEYOND Tricks And ALL THEIR Politics ...

So Is FAR FROM Being Pubescent .......
It’s More Like An Ancient Remnant ...
of Something PURE And Sentient ... !!!

It’s Relevant And Intelligent ...
So REJECTS Being ... PETULANT ... !!!!

And LASTLY ... It’s A TESTAMENT ...
To What I’ve Made ... PREEMINENT ... !!!

My Embracing ...

STRONG ...

...... “ Developments “ .....
LISTEN HERE :

https://soundcloud.com/user-16569179/developments/s-s60Xo
write a verse,
write a song,
write it with the chillum of a ****.
write slow, write fast -
write with an ******* while it lasts.
write for the right reasons, and the wrong ones too:
write because it matters to you.
write like a man, write like a woman -
write despite your ****** orientation.
write on the walls,
of the times you recall -
when you felt small,
or when you’d fall.
write your heart out!
write your ***** out! -
and don’t you ever doubt -    
wheather it’ll work out,
or choke your bank account.
write, if not for anything -
for the hope that still lies within;
just write, do not ask why!
if you must know -
write because you’d rather die.

write, my friend -
write.
Beedi, cigarette, chillum and hookah
These are all enemies of the lungs
Who says no to tobacco
He actually says yes to life
And adds valuable years
to his beautiful profile of life

— The End —