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By Ray Mishpat
what do you smoke? whatever it is, this is for you.
Poetry | Updated Mar 21, 2011 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Let us go higher.. higher than an angel in the sky..
I am a recovering addict and this is a piece that I wrote during my VERY early recovery. This kind of lets a portion of my mind be seen. It is what I was feeling intensly in the moment and was written in a 15 minute window or so... Let me know what you all think...
Sorry about the spelling if...
Poetry | Updated Mar 3, 2011 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 3
Hey everyone! This is based on a story someone told me about someone getting high and then going on a drive, and I decided to write a poem about it. The person in question passed away after hitting a tree while he was still high.
â€œI heard your heart wrenching experiences with bad cafeteria food,â€ said Lord Bhim, a mythological figure and the master of culinary art.
â€œThat is true, as you can see state of my body from eating bad food.â€
â€œHow about state of your mind?â€
By Wasi Abbas
I was about to loose my best friend because of smoking, when I really quit.
By Bl Woolsey
Dean Knight is a fresh off the mill stoner high school graduate in this classic american tale. After a short stint in Oregon he finds himelf back at his moms house in high times. He takes a job that gets takes him out of his mind and into an entire new reality. With winding twisting fast paced...
So, I was talking to the guy I'm currently interested in the other day and he made a comment that struck me. He said 'it's all smoke and mirrors, you know'. This inspired this particular poem as well as a song. It's not very good, but please enjoy anyways.
Poetry | Updated Sep 3, 2010 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
the hidden lies
Poetry | Updated Aug 22, 2010 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
You won't hurt me anymore. I will see to it.
By Olivia Hope
Short Story | Updated Aug 13, 2010 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 4
By M J Rennison
world war 3 has begun. a man and his army are stationed in Birmingham, England to guard the last large amount of oil. there he faces challenges of skill, tactics and morality.
I'm like physics; a simple set of rules written in a complex language. This is just me to the core.
By Shea Ryhai
I think the poem speaks clearly enough. The Greatest Evil is when Good Men do Nothing.
two siblings get over witnessing the death of their mother and father after several years