Inhale

a smooth toke of weed

a breathe of delight indeed

for the mind to feed

Wading

the wave is overhead

splashing in my dream again

in the water bed

What Calls To me

Sun and the moon

Ocean and the waves

Instruments and the voices

Food and the smells

Family and the friends

Freedom and the opportunities

Tamales Verdes

i want some sticky icky green

you know what i mean

i want that purple haired bud

that flows happiness through my blood

i want crystals that get stuck to my finger

i lick them up so that nothing will linger

i want to smoke a blunt full of chronic

the resin on my fingers makes my writing super-sonic

i want to inhale from the pool's gravity bong

giving me a good fluffy feeling to sing a song

i want to smoke all the keef that i have collected

growing green stalks is becoming perfected

i want this lovely plant to be legalized

those with proper knowledge have realized

the gains and the medicinal purposes brought unto

with more voice we can Weed out the few

Pursuit

Cheap routines are what they same

Bending backwards for the dream

To live the life you never had

Keeps the mind from being sad

For all the trouble that its worth

I've been summoned to this earth

Might as well do what I can

Open for what ever is the plan

The universe holds what's true
But I haven't got a clue

This plan will come to me one day

And I will not stop halfway

I'll keep on pushing till' its through

And then a new plan I'll pursue

Casual Sex

Please do not tell me you are waiting,
For your one to call mine.
How long have you been debating
Where you will draw the line?
Have you even been working
On what you call the one?
Let us do some soul searching
and just have us some fun.

Poison

Am I drinking my own poison?

Night after night.

All on my lonesome.

It has been out of my sight.

A feeling of numbness.

Is that what I'm after?

What am I drowning?

The consequences hereafter.

And some have said?

Why do you do it?

I reply there's no problem here.

There's something I can't admit.

And the worse part is.

Where it comes from.

If only I knew what this could lead to.

I would not succumb.