Drugs Poems
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Poetry about drug use and addiction (alcohol, medication and recreational drugs)
This section is for poems about drug use, addiction and side effects, along with poetry describing experiences on drugs. This includes alcohol, tobacco and recreational drugs like cocaine, cannabis, meth, and heroin. It also covers poetry about medical prescription drugs like Valium, Ritalin, Prozac and other anti-depressants. In fact, poems written about any mind altering chemical can be found here. The "drugs poems" category contains writing by recreational drug and alcohol users, and people who have had significant experiences with drugs through medical treatment. It also includes poems written by those who have observed drug use first hand, from being around users or addicts. There will be poems here presenting opinions both for and against drug use, they are the views of individual poets and not the Deep Underground Poetry website.
cheesa
Poem Published
Today 6:22am
Today 6:22am
The joys of ecstasy
I can't stop dancing to the funky funky beat
I can't stop dancing to the funky funky beat
The lights are flashing and I gotta move my feet
I can't stop dancing to the funky funky beat
My t shirts wet
It's soaked in sweat
The lights are flashing and I gotta move my feet
I can't stop dancing to the funky funky beat
My hands are in the air
And I don't care
My t shirts wet
It's soaked in sweat
The lights are flashing and I gotta move my feet
I can't stop dancing to the funky funky beat
I can't stop dancing to the funky funky beat
The lights are flashing and I gotta move my feet
I can't stop dancing to the funky funky beat
My t shirts wet
It's soaked in sweat
The lights are flashing and I gotta move my feet
I can't stop dancing to the funky funky beat
My hands are in the air
And I don't care
My t shirts wet
It's soaked in sweat
The lights are flashing and I gotta move my feet
I can't stop dancing to the funky funky beat
#happiness
#love
6 reads
0 Comments
Mars_August
Mars August
Mars August
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:46pm
Yesterday 1:46pm
The Seamstress
We used to make potions
her and I
The tub would swell with bubbles
Emptied the shampoo bottles
and our cauldron overflowed
Now she mixes dirt with water
in a little plastic cap
and then sews it into blood embroidery
Sallow lace, scabbing eyelets
I ask if it hurts
If I could follow pains gradient
to back before she became a seamstress
and we were two little witches
stirring pink magic in our tub
she makes one more eyelet in her hand
it is a gaping mouth that speaks in her place
It tells me that one day all I will...
her and I
The tub would swell with bubbles
Emptied the shampoo bottles
and our cauldron overflowed
Now she mixes dirt with water
in a little plastic cap
and then sews it into blood embroidery
Sallow lace, scabbing eyelets
I ask if it hurts
If I could follow pains gradient
to back before she became a seamstress
and we were two little witches
stirring pink magic in our tub
she makes one more eyelet in her hand
it is a gaping mouth that speaks in her place
It tells me that one day all I will...
#addiction
#dark
#family
#heroin
#sister
43 reads
3 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 12:19pm
18th Nov 2024 12:19pm
his self believe
His self believe
When a child, they said there was no God
if there was one, why would he (always a he)
let us suffer poverty and need
The wealthiest man in the world believes
God is a loving person because he worships
him and not the power bestowed on him
he thinks his gift of plenty is given by God
Not for him to believe his riches is a curse
given by an identity that hates humanity
Money in our material world is power
doors open the wealthy
He thinks politicians sit by his feet for
sagacity gives him a position that makes ...
When a child, they said there was no God
if there was one, why would he (always a he)
let us suffer poverty and need
The wealthiest man in the world believes
God is a loving person because he worships
him and not the power bestowed on him
he thinks his gift of plenty is given by God
Not for him to believe his riches is a curse
given by an identity that hates humanity
Money in our material world is power
doors open the wealthy
He thinks politicians sit by his feet for
sagacity gives him a position that makes ...
#anger
#anxiety
#emptiness
#fear
#grief
20 reads
0 Comments
Goldy-992
David Gold
David Gold
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 11:07pm
14th Nov 2024 11:07pm
A Beer or two
A beer or two, a simple pleasure,
To savor slowly, at our leisure.
The golden bubbles, dancing free,
A moment of pure joy for me.
The frothy head, a work of art,
Soothing to the weary heart.
A sip of bliss, a moment's peace,
A welcome respite, a sweet release.
In good company or all alone,
A beer or two, a comfort known.
A taste of hops, a touch of malt,
A humble brew, a simple fault.
So here's to beer, in all its glory,
A drink that tells a different story.
Of simple pleasures, shared with friends,
A...
To savor slowly, at our leisure.
The golden bubbles, dancing free,
A moment of pure joy for me.
The frothy head, a work of art,
Soothing to the weary heart.
A sip of bliss, a moment's peace,
A welcome respite, a sweet release.
In good company or all alone,
A beer or two, a comfort known.
A taste of hops, a touch of malt,
A humble brew, a simple fault.
So here's to beer, in all its glory,
A drink that tells a different story.
Of simple pleasures, shared with friends,
A...
#alcohol
37 reads
1 Comment
moon_bather
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 5:39am
14th Nov 2024 5:39am
Future Ben
Oh, I’m gonna pay for it tomorrow
No question
No doubt
It’s here, my pain
I’m gonna pay for it
Tomorrow
No question
No doubt
It’s here, my pain
I’m gonna pay for it
Tomorrow
#addiction
#alcohol
#emptiness
#LifeAsAWriter
#ThrillSeeking
49 reads
1 Comment
moon_bather
Poem Published
12th Nov 2024 1:13am
12th Nov 2024 1:13am
Liquid, Soothing
Liquefy my mind
I got nothing else to give
Heathen of mischief
I got nothing else to give
Heathen of mischief
#addiction
#alcohol
#LifeAsAWriter #temptation
#LifeAsAWriter #temptation
57 reads
3 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
9th Nov 2024 4:42pm
9th Nov 2024 4:42pm
Everything to gain
Sick of myself
Sick of my home
Watching my wasting flesh
Slowly turn into bones
Go where I'm needed
Go where I'm wanted
Where disabling diseases
No longer haunt me
I can be with all the others
Mirrors of me
Who want nothing more
Than to be set free
Free from the desire
Free from the pain
With nothing left to lose
And everything to gain
Sick of my home
Watching my wasting flesh
Slowly turn into bones
Go where I'm needed
Go where I'm wanted
Where disabling diseases
No longer haunt me
I can be with all the others
Mirrors of me
Who want nothing more
Than to be set free
Free from the desire
Free from the pain
With nothing left to lose
And everything to gain
#addiction
#alcohol
#drugs
#emptiness
#regret
69 reads
0 Comments
Grae
Bryan Gray
Bryan Gray
Bumped 9th Nov 2024 2:04am
27th Aug 2024 3:22am
27th Aug 2024 3:22am
the last ambulance
end of eyes
and of a dusk drawl
civil twilight for hair
sodium rain
when a day is done
destroyer in vein
watching the same car crash
over and over
and although you are still here
you teach me how to mourn your passing
one ambulance
at a time
and of a dusk drawl
civil twilight for hair
sodium rain
when a day is done
destroyer in vein
watching the same car crash
over and over
and although you are still here
you teach me how to mourn your passing
one ambulance
at a time
#addiction
#alcohol
150 reads
4 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
8th Nov 2024 6:25am
8th Nov 2024 6:25am
The Monks Honey Mead
Golden nectar flows,
sacred honey, vats of sun,
blessed in barrels deep.
Echoed praise dance halls
in quietness, we wait for grace,
mead poured like pure sunshine.
Brewed like prayer in cup,
ancient hands the humble craft,
joy steeped in amber rain.
sacred honey, vats of sun,
blessed in barrels deep.
Echoed praise dance halls
in quietness, we wait for grace,
mead poured like pure sunshine.
Brewed like prayer in cup,
ancient hands the humble craft,
joy steeped in amber rain.
#alcohol
#faith
#prayer
#religion
#spiritual
51 reads
2 Comments
Detritus
Poem Published
7th Nov 2024 2:54pm
7th Nov 2024 2:54pm
cure for cure
lightly fried proteins
soak up last nights chardonnay
charged shenanigans
soak up last nights chardonnay
charged shenanigans
#alcohol
#healing
#senryu
32 reads
0 Comments
scatteredsilence
Poem Published
7th Nov 2024 2:38pm
7th Nov 2024 2:38pm
Dazzle me senseless
Crawling on the floor again
Just like all the times before
Unable to find a way
Back to the stability of sobriety
Instead, waiting for the wire
Laying and praying for a quick fix
Knowing this life is but a jinx
Hoping for anything else..,
Feels like robbery
Almost comedic
Dazzling darling… it ain’t
…. C’est la vie!
Just like all the times before
Unable to find a way
Back to the stability of sobriety
Instead, waiting for the wire
Laying and praying for a quick fix
Knowing this life is but a jinx
Hoping for anything else..,
Feels like robbery
Almost comedic
Dazzling darling… it ain’t
…. C’est la vie!
#addiction
#alcohol
41 reads
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 11:26am
6th Nov 2024 11:26am
In the Glass
Temptation breakdown
Warmth melts from rock-sold ice cube
Diluted disillusion
Warmth melts from rock-sold ice cube
Diluted disillusion
#haiku
154 reads
21 Comments
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