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The Green Experience

Puff puff pass is what they say
So pass that thing over my way
I grabbed the joint and take a puff
My lungs are completely filled with this stuff

Oh how I begin to choke
Puffing and puffing 
Inhaling this smoke 
It’s nice how much troubles fade away
When I’m puff puff passing day after day

Hit after hit my mind goes blank
Filling as though I’m walking the plank
More and more my chest fills up with smoke
Laughing as if someone cracked a joke

Oh how I begin to choke
Puffing and puffing 
Inhaling this smoke 
It’s nice how much troubles fade away
When I’m puff puff passing day after day

The hunger begins to sit in
Just sitting here my face with a grin
Trying to think of something to eat
I finally stand up on my feet

Oh how I begin to choke
Puffing and puffing 
Inhaling this smoke 
It’s nice how much troubles fade away
When I’m puff puff passing day after day

After I eat, I have a full belly
Time to say good night and turn off the telly
I’m now ready to go to bed
So now I will just lay down my head

— streshenkofftheresa, Jul 08, 2026

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The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:

This poem embraces a clear song-like structure, with a repeated refrain that returns four times to anchor the piece. That refrain does real work: "It's nice how much troubles fade away / When I'm puff puff passing day after day" carries the emotional center of the poem, the sense of relief and routine, and its recurrence mimics the cyclical, habitual experience the poem describes. The decision to let form echo content is a genuine strength.

The poem also moves through a coherent arc, tracing a single evening from the first puff through the choking, the mental blankness, the hunger, the eating, and finally sleep. This narrative progression gives the piece momentum and a satisfying sense of completion when the speaker lays down to rest at the end. The turn toward hunger in the fifth stanza is one of the more grounded, observed moments, and the small physical detail of standing up on one's feet lands with a plainspoken honesty.

Where the poem could develop further is in its imagery, which tends toward the general rather than the specific. Phrases like "my mind goes blank" and "troubles fade away" tell the reader about the experience without letting them feel it. The one simile that reaches for something more vivid, "as though I'm walking the plank," is intriguing but its connection to the surrounding lines is unclear, since walking the plank suggests danger or dread rather than the ease the poem otherwise describes. Clarifying what that image is meant to evoke, or replacing it with a sensory detail drawn from the moment, would strengthen that stanza considerably.

The rhymes are consistent, which supports the song structure, but a few are strained enough to bend the natural rhythm, particularly "sit in" paired with "grin." Reworking a line so the rhyme arrives without forcing the syntax would let the meter breathe more evenly.

One concrete suggestion: the refrain's power comes partly from being unchanging, but consider whether one of its four appearances might shift slightly to reflect where the speaker is in the arc, deepening the sense that the routine is wearing on rather than simply repeating. That small variation could add an emotional undercurrent to a poem that currently stays at an even, pleasant register throughout.

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