Trip Poetry (Poems written while tripping)

Enter Now The Mystical Forest
Let the Music come alive and wrap you in its arms
Watch the colors swirl with the wind
The purple the green the orange
Follow where they lead
The flowers they grow, the birds they sing
Amber waves show the lake
It calls you with a playful glance
Dive on in, Hop on Out
The Dark Deep it calls
Beware the Dark
The colors can not travel
The music will not sound
The gauntlet is thrown
The challenge is out
For your sake Decline
and Follow the Colors

it's a bit difficult to write an entire poem whilst falling over but I guess I'll try......

>>2
nope, can't do it, sorry

if you honestly wrote all that shit whilst falling over, then you're talented in a way

>>3
(but that way is not in poetry btw)

OP here

tbh it was multiple trips.

And i have to dedicate the various tree stumps and rocks that made it all possible