by Harpreet Samra | Dec 26, 2018 | Strain Poetry
She has got a lot of power, Stronger than a whiskey sour. Mouth is moving like a motor, She will never run out of words to say, But I could listen to her talk all day. She is dancing all around my headspace, And touching me like no other landrace. She can do what...
by Harpreet Samra | Dec 6, 2018 | Strain Poetry
A newly bloomed widow, But she’s not in mourning. Her frosty white glow, It serves as a warning. She’s a wily seductress, Yearning for a brand new beau. Intoxicated by just a glance, Her lover is blinded by her halo. After enveloping him in her silky...
by Harpreet Samra | Nov 21, 2018 | Strain Poetry
Taste is toxic. To the nose, it’s noxious, But my mind, it’s elevated, Body is medicated. The utmost of euphoria. Laughing like a Buddha, Belly buzzing like a bee, The zenith of...
by Harpreet Samra | Nov 7, 2018 | Strain Poetry
Inside of my garden blooms, flowers that smell of diesel fumes. Breathing in, their pale yellow smoke, I become eager to share the thoughts, only bud could provoke. The clouds in my lungs, fill my brain with wit. But they also create restless legs, that...
by Harpreet Samra | Nov 2, 2018 | Strain Poetry
The terms “sativa” and “indica” have been used for as long as I can remember to reference the subjective effects produced by cannabis flowers. When someone is talking about a sativa strain, it is commonly understood that they are referring to...
by Harpreet Samra | Mar 24, 2018 | Strain Poetry
Ladies embellished in red can be quite mischievous, One in front of me acts devilishly deceptive. She disguises herself in another girl’s clothing, Dressing up as someone dark green and brash. Then she spritzes on some heavy perfumes, To leave a scented...
