Psychedelic

I ate the shrooms

I’m in my room

I sit and wait

Anticipate

I meditate

I’m feeling great

I levitate

disspurse the love

In every way

gravitate

I get my fate

It penetrates

subconscious state

I celebrate

cerebral rate

3rd Eye

Opened

Revamp the moment.

We were choosen

Life’s the token

You get the gist I had woken

The

Shrooms

Have

Officially

Spoken

Challenge

Challenge of the Week CXVII

In Total Silence. Don't make a sound, write in whispers if you must. The theme is silence. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose.

walkmik

63 reads

HUSH!

How about we-

Maybe we should-

go.

We aren't made for-

Why can't we just love-

each other.

But we can still-

We never-

talk.

It's not right for-

Please, don't leave-

me...

The silence fills the place where you were

Challenge

Challenge of the Week CXVII

In Total Silence. Don't make a sound, write in whispers if you must. The theme is silence. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose.

Lashawn105

19 reads

Still. Unmoved.

I cannot feel . I cannot see. I cannot move. I am captivated by the stillness that surrounds me. Awaiting to hear the whisper. The whisper calms me, the whisper guides me, the whisper emchants my very soul. It never fails to bring me endless enlightenment and endless joy. I am forever fully engulfed in it's presence. That extends between here and eternity.