Day 10 – When it Finally Hit!

Hello all! National Poetry Writing Month is on! It’s the time when poets from all around the world exhibit their love for the art of poetry writing. 😄

My poem for Day 10 is titled When it Finally Hit. Does the title ring any bells? Haha, this is about last Holi when I tried Bhaang for the first (and probably the last) time with my family and cousins. It was the most unusual experience I’ve ever had and since then, I’ve been trying to write about it, but couldn’t gather enough courage to express it in words.

When I was under its influence, I thought of doing something to stay focused so I started writing about the experience in the notes app of my phone. I kept writing for about an hour maybe. This poem is mainly composed out of the thoughts I had in those moments. Have a look at my attempt! 💁🏾‍♀️

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I remember the moment when it finally hit,
Everything around me began to zone out.
I was peacefully sprawled on the chair,
When suddenly, this weird sensation came about.

Things around me began slowing down,
Tunnel vision pushed my phone two feet under.
A slight gap settled between action and response,
Mind was so focused, like a metal plate hit by thunder.

I was trying hard to cling onto reality,
To clasp it tight with both my hands.
But was constantly failing to climb back up,
Reality slipped through my fingers like grains of sand.

It was a mess, a mess, a mess!

Sensible thoughts on my drug possessed brain,
Were similar to falling droplets of ink,
On a blotting paper, dispersing quick,
Oh, I had really lost the ability to think!

I felt like an electron in this earthly atom,
That had reached its highest energy state.
And stuck there, unable to reach the ground,
This feeling was a personification of hate!

Is this real or is this not?
Did this just happen or did it not?
I was falling into a sea of doubts,
Transported into another dimension of thought.

I was sinking, sinking, sinking!

I realised the potential of the human mind,
Felt so powerful, like a true superhuman,
One might find God in this dimension, but,
I was tempted to pull the trigger on someone.

My mind became an auto-focus camera,
Focused on one thought, and blurred everything,
The thought-filter was also out of service by then,
I spoke just anything out loud, without realising.

A dynamite of ‘can do attitude’ exploded in me,
My conscience was a naughty kid, climbing every tree.
So stubborn, so lively, it just won’t shut off,
Such activity, such energy was coursing through me.

Don’t talk to anyone, anyone, anyone.

I was running a relay race against this drug,
I had to catch my thoughts before he does.
Before my eyes, I could feel it happening,
I was a racer, I needed to defeat him.

My brain was writing its own death note,
By letting it get used to its disadvantage,
I was trembling with energy, with sensation,
I could very well deliver a speech on stage. (Haha, I have stage fright.)

Sensory impulses were like neutrons,
Bombarded on my mind, (Uranium-235),
Oh, when would this chain reaction end?
I never want to feel so out-of-control in life.

I’ll never do this again, never again, never again.

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So, has anyone of you ever tried Bhaang or any other kind of drug? How does it feel? What’s the difference between different kinds of drugs? 🤔 Can excessive drug intake kill someone? Do let me know in the comments section below. 😹

Also, check out a comic strip I made about the same on my Youtube Channel.

You can check out my previous attempts at #NaPoWriMo here and here. Thankyou. This is Firefly signing off! Keep shining! ⭐

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