Drugs Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about drug use and addiction (alcohol, medication and recreational drugs)
a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
31st Jan 2024 10:29pm
31st Jan 2024 10:29pm
Bleeding
If I would loose a little blood anytime I would listen to music
I would keep on listening to music
I could not keep myself away from the damn tune.
I would keep on listening to music
I could not keep myself away from the damn tune.
#SelfReflection
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a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
31st Jan 2024 11:53am
31st Jan 2024 11:53am
Love
Right here
Right now
In this moment I do not know what love is
I must have never loved anyone
Then I need love
That chocolate bar
Then I love
Then I do not know what love is
I must have never loved anyone
Right now
In this moment I do not know what love is
I must have never loved anyone
Then I need love
That chocolate bar
Then I love
Then I do not know what love is
I must have never loved anyone
#love
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4 Comments
Chere-Rene13
Poem Published
26th Jan 2024 9:33am
26th Jan 2024 9:33am
Blowing Snows
Cold is the air...Foggy is the breath...A gust of wind...Blowing snow...Once again. Flurry white, crystal lines, lay diagonally...A plate of glass or view of self bent over a mirror. No knowledge of this zombie reflection...Staring back the walking dead...Addict's masks of grins & lies...It hides their cheeks & shades their eyes...With past masquerades time resumes...Dinner party, host the cook...Knowing this monster's meal is tantalizing to the taste...Like fine wine of red...Blood bitter is the bite...Irony ending punch line of self. Macabre, wretched we watch a horrid...
#sadness
#rejection
#shame
#despair
#emptiness
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
24th Jan 2024 11:29am
24th Jan 2024 11:29am
Motionless Delusions
Their cars were motionless
Their home was drab
Their intensity was addiction
They once tried going to rehab
They failed miserably
Handling it with no care
Their appearance was frightful
Entering their house was extremely rare
Their sex was frustrating
Both were failing
He was dry & She was limp
Their health was ailing
Reality was a nightmare
Death surrounds their vision
The Grim Reaper is watching
Motionless people can create a collision
Their home was drab
Their intensity was addiction
They once tried going to rehab
They failed miserably
Handling it with no care
Their appearance was frightful
Entering their house was extremely rare
Their sex was frustrating
Both were failing
He was dry & She was limp
Their health was ailing
Reality was a nightmare
Death surrounds their vision
The Grim Reaper is watching
Motionless people can create a collision
#dark
#death
#rhyming
#addiction
#emptiness
107 reads
6 Comments
Cen
Rakhi Rudra
Rakhi Rudra
Poem Published
21st Jan 2024 7:17pm
21st Jan 2024 7:17pm
Picture.
Poetry.
#nature
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personanongrata
Astral Gift
Astral Gift
Poem Published
19th Jan 2024 10:51pm
19th Jan 2024 10:51pm
Psychedelia, (Greek: )
Psychedelia, (Greek: ψυχεδέλεια)
taken from ancient Greek words “Psyche” which means "Soul" and “Delos” which means “to make clear” or “to reveal”. So the meaning of the word psychedelic is very close to "To Reveal The Soul".
~
My sight is all in fragments
but that's not all I see
surrounded by creatures
that share their truths with me
The colors lose their shades
The goddesses appear
They're dancing with the Moon
There is no trace of fear
I feel...
taken from ancient Greek words “Psyche” which means "Soul" and “Delos” which means “to make clear” or “to reveal”. So the meaning of the word psychedelic is very close to "To Reveal The Soul".
~
My sight is all in fragments
but that's not all I see
surrounded by creatures
that share their truths with me
The colors lose their shades
The goddesses appear
They're dancing with the Moon
There is no trace of fear
I feel...
#peace
#SelfDiscovery
102 reads
2 Comments
GN101
Poem Published
17th Jan 2024 10:17am
17th Jan 2024 10:17am
Give me that Drink!
Give me that drink, I need time to think, let it all rot, I care for the lot, every day of my God-damned life
Making amends with the bestest of friends, the sweet taste of courage on my tongue
Give me a drink I need time to think, wash it away with my sorrows
Double the strife, play fate with the dice and quench my thirst for revenge
A drink, a drink, my friends to the end
A smile on my lips as I drain her dry
Born from a thirst that will never die
The sweet ferment
Brings me warmth
Guzzling an...
Making amends with the bestest of friends, the sweet taste of courage on my tongue
Give me a drink I need time to think, wash it away with my sorrows
Double the strife, play fate with the dice and quench my thirst for revenge
A drink, a drink, my friends to the end
A smile on my lips as I drain her dry
Born from a thirst that will never die
The sweet ferment
Brings me warmth
Guzzling an...
#happiness
#alcohol
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Ald
Poem Published
9th Jan 2024 4:44am
9th Jan 2024 4:44am
A new drape.
We flung the
Sounds bot
Before sunrise
Station lay at
Around my cgred
Cured and lapsed
In franheiert
Of franheinl
Stay for franheit.
Nrest and frest
Fred Astaire
Wear it.
Netho and frenco.
Sounds bot
Before sunrise
Station lay at
Around my cgred
Cured and lapsed
In franheiert
Of franheinl
Stay for franheit.
Nrest and frest
Fred Astaire
Wear it.
Netho and frenco.
#evolution
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personanongrata
Astral Gift
Astral Gift
Poem Published
8th Jan 2024 3:44pm
8th Jan 2024 3:44pm
ENTHEOGENESIS, A CHANGA TRIP
It was the second calling from the sacred spirit molecule. The first calling, years ago, resulted into a smooth exciting initiation with me going just across the nearest dimension without any interaction.
A tiny sachet of magic greenery was yet to be burnt in the triangle shaped pocket of a black bong.
I tried to make myself comfortable but my heart rate was too high. That was weird, because I always approach any psychedelic experience with curiosity and joy but with no expectation, picturing it as a blank paper that is about to be drawn. But this time it was different. Panic...
A tiny sachet of magic greenery was yet to be burnt in the triangle shaped pocket of a black bong.
I tried to make myself comfortable but my heart rate was too high. That was weird, because I always approach any psychedelic experience with curiosity and joy but with no expectation, picturing it as a blank paper that is about to be drawn. But this time it was different. Panic...
#identity
#death
#spiritual
#scary
#fear
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Moby_Huge
Poem Published
8th Jan 2024 4:12am
8th Jan 2024 4:12am
Juice Wrld is a pussy
Juice went down
Like a clown
In the dirt
By a perc
He liked weed
but didn't breed
He drinks booze
How could he lose?
He took oxycodone
But music never caught on
He had codeine
Thinking it was morphine
Like a clown
In the dirt
By a perc
He liked weed
but didn't breed
He drinks booze
How could he lose?
He took oxycodone
But music never caught on
He had codeine
Thinking it was morphine
#alcohol
#drugs
#marijuana
#addiction
#rap
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Sage_6_paths_light
Poem Published
5th Jan 2024 1:05pm
5th Jan 2024 1:05pm
Choices in the darkness
There's a evil I know never leaves my side.
It lives deep in my psycie where the darkness resides.
Its name is no secret and it feeds when im weak.
My sanity the victim, bits of my soul it will slowly reep.
Some days its comfort keeps me from freezing so tightly l hold .
A blanket of deception and lies I sink deeper in the fold.
It's not just me that pays the price. Its my children my family as my heart turns to ice.
Emotions are dulled and struggle is the life that is chosen.
Change must be initiated. I must start to forgive or struggle is the...
It lives deep in my psycie where the darkness resides.
Its name is no secret and it feeds when im weak.
My sanity the victim, bits of my soul it will slowly reep.
Some days its comfort keeps me from freezing so tightly l hold .
A blanket of deception and lies I sink deeper in the fold.
It's not just me that pays the price. Its my children my family as my heart turns to ice.
Emotions are dulled and struggle is the life that is chosen.
Change must be initiated. I must start to forgive or struggle is the...
#depression
#addiction
#MentalHealth #weakness
#MentalHealth #weakness
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zinnzinn
ZINNNNIZ
ZINNNNIZ
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2024 10:22pm
3rd Jan 2024 10:22pm
Pockets full of posies
Ashes to Ashes
We all fall down
The roses was red and the violets were blue
Now the roses are dead And the violets are too
My soul can be read rhrough my true eyes of blue
To see my spirit bleeds through blue too
With a heart broken in two
Tell one little white lie and all your truths turn to dust
With your word shadowed by doubt
All your words turn to rust
Its a must you figure out
Words return as tables turn and trust will bust by our own lust
Verily Verily stop and smell the roses
Life...
We all fall down
The roses was red and the violets were blue
Now the roses are dead And the violets are too
My soul can be read rhrough my true eyes of blue
To see my spirit bleeds through blue too
With a heart broken in two
Tell one little white lie and all your truths turn to dust
With your word shadowed by doubt
All your words turn to rust
Its a must you figure out
Words return as tables turn and trust will bust by our own lust
Verily Verily stop and smell the roses
Life...
#drugs
#WritersBlock
#addiction
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#NewYear
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