The Magical Mushroom
The poem how i fell in to the trap of mushroom trip
In a forest deep, where secrets reside,
A tale of mushrooms, a magical ride.
Amongst the trees, a treasure did gleam,
A psychotropic marvel, like a dream.
With colors vibrant, a mystical hue,
Nature's potion, a world to imbue.
I plucked the fungi, curiosity rife,
A journey awaited, a dance with life.
Upon my tongue, the morsel did rest,
A symphony of senses, a magical quest.
Colors swirled, reality did bend,
A voyage of mind, where boundaries blend.
Euphoria and wonder, emotions untamed,
Infinite patterns, reality reframed.
Whispers of nature, secrets untold,
A symphony of visions, a story to be told.
Through realms unknown, my spirit did soar,
A dance with the cosmos, forevermore.
Time lost its grip, as minutes did blend,
In the realm of mushrooms, I found a new friend.
Back from the trip, forever transformed,
A tale of magic, a soul reformed.
In the forest's embrace, I found my muse,
Magical mushrooms, a journey to choose.
So gather 'round, let the story be heard,
Of mushrooms and mystics, a flight like a bird.
In the heart of the forest, where dreams intertwine,
A tale of enchantment, a trip so divine.
About the Creator
Vratko Ján Kalafut
I'am a writer who has a wild imagination and on this website a wanna a clear mine mind with a story, bcs I'am too much overthinkig at night of the world and humanity.


Comments (1)
nice trip