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.
Hunterapsych
Poem Published
Today 7:23pm
Today 7:23pm
Ancient herb
Legalize it
decriminalize it
realize it is just a plant.
Calms your mind
allows you to unwind
no doubt you'll be more kind
under the influence.
The ancient herb,
utilized for thousands of years,
culture after culture using and consuming this herb.
Until the 1930s when America began to spread fear.
Still to this day remaining illegal in most places.
Though alot of people have realized the benefits of this healing herb and the legality it deserves.
I honestly would love to see a global embracement of cannabis,
To take...
decriminalize it
realize it is just a plant.
Calms your mind
allows you to unwind
no doubt you'll be more kind
under the influence.
The ancient herb,
utilized for thousands of years,
culture after culture using and consuming this herb.
Until the 1930s when America began to spread fear.
Still to this day remaining illegal in most places.
Though alot of people have realized the benefits of this healing herb and the legality it deserves.
I honestly would love to see a global embracement of cannabis,
To take...
#drugs
#marijuana
#humankind
#meditation
#philosophical
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smackdownraven
Poem Published
Today 3:25pm
Today 3:25pm
Meth Messiah
you can't have me today
today I belong to me
and that is enough
double-dealer
with a soul-eating grin
I'm somewhere above you
grace protects me
not the kind a church offers
because I belong to the church of sin
I hung on the cross of denial
crucified to want
yes I died to it
on the third day I rose
a meth messiah
hell if I can do without it anyone can
I'm here to spread the Godspell
baptized to a new religion
in the house of Brenda
drug addict whore
spent...
today I belong to me
and that is enough
double-dealer
with a soul-eating grin
I'm somewhere above you
grace protects me
not the kind a church offers
because I belong to the church of sin
I hung on the cross of denial
crucified to want
yes I died to it
on the third day I rose
a meth messiah
hell if I can do without it anyone can
I'm here to spread the Godspell
baptized to a new religion
in the house of Brenda
drug addict whore
spent...
#drugs
#addiction
#temptation
32 reads
7 Comments
GingeryJosiff
Poem Published
Today 00:40am
Today 00:40am
The Power
Im clearly erect
while you're merely a spec
on my lense.
Dip your toe in to test
and i'll break off a leg
with it, friend.
Think you're badman? I'm demon,
I been through all seasons,
I'm evil, deceitful,
I'll smile and i'll greet you,
I'll wake you, i'll shake you,
You'll stand... and I'll break you.
And i'll take you down through the K Hole...
Surrounded by clowns who mistake those,
Cries for escape for those highs that they ache for...
For your life is mine... and it's not yours,
I move with times,
I...
while you're merely a spec
on my lense.
Dip your toe in to test
and i'll break off a leg
with it, friend.
Think you're badman? I'm demon,
I been through all seasons,
I'm evil, deceitful,
I'll smile and i'll greet you,
I'll wake you, i'll shake you,
You'll stand... and I'll break you.
And i'll take you down through the K Hole...
Surrounded by clowns who mistake those,
Cries for escape for those highs that they ache for...
For your life is mine... and it's not yours,
I move with times,
I...
#strength
#evil
#addiction
#temptation
#responsibility
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xmar82
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:50pm
Yesterday 11:50pm
Potion
Brain whirling with thoughts
Unexplained Paranoia
Help me elixir
(C) 2018 Xmar82 All Rights Reserved
Unexplained Paranoia
Help me elixir
(C) 2018 Xmar82 All Rights Reserved
#drugs
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0 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:28pm
Yesterday 4:28pm
Temptation~lost in the fog
I wasn't feeling the day
and the day wasn't feeling me
everything is covered in a grey fog
it covered my mind this fog
in a quiet voice it spoke
today would be a good day to get high
I thought about it
turned it over in my mind
I realized I'm an addict
I will always be an addict
and it hurts this feeling
I don't feel good today
this feeling is oppressive and heavy
just like the fog outside
it enters me this fog
with its thoughts
it comes in and makes its self at home
it's comfortable...
and the day wasn't feeling me
everything is covered in a grey fog
it covered my mind this fog
in a quiet voice it spoke
today would be a good day to get high
I thought about it
turned it over in my mind
I realized I'm an addict
I will always be an addict
and it hurts this feeling
I don't feel good today
this feeling is oppressive and heavy
just like the fog outside
it enters me this fog
with its thoughts
it comes in and makes its self at home
it's comfortable...
#drugs
#addiction
#temptation
53 reads
11 Comments
Nightmoth
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:53pm
Yesterday 3:53pm
The Older Guys
that summer
a few of the older guys
smartened up
cut their hair
started wearing
collared shirts
they still smoked
grass with us
but they said
they wanted
respectability
then the country
was flooded with
cheap heroin
within two years
they were all dead
we said
fuck
respectability.
a few of the older guys
smartened up
cut their hair
started wearing
collared shirts
they still smoked
grass with us
but they said
they wanted
respectability
then the country
was flooded with
cheap heroin
within two years
they were all dead
we said
fuck
respectability.
#drugs
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troublesome_98
Honey_
Honey_
Poem Published
7th Dec 2018 2:18pm
7th Dec 2018 2:18pm
Euphoria
If you know, you know
Loving me is like flying over the Bermuda triangle
Like trying to decipher kryptos
Like trying to disentangle nymphos from red light districts
I
Can't keep expressing this
Fucking me is nothing but euphoric orgasms
So addictive that a single whiff will have you in trances
And
Sadly it happens to those who are susceptible to bad habits
Who get so lost in my eyes, that they can't remember how to sleep at night
Tossing and...
Loving me is like flying over the Bermuda triangle
Like trying to decipher kryptos
Like trying to disentangle nymphos from red light districts
I
Can't keep expressing this
Fucking me is nothing but euphoric orgasms
So addictive that a single whiff will have you in trances
And
Sadly it happens to those who are susceptible to bad habits
Who get so lost in my eyes, that they can't remember how to sleep at night
Tossing and...
#lust
#addiction
#temptation
35 reads
4 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
7th Dec 2018 9:05am
7th Dec 2018 9:05am
the intemperate
The Intemperate
Alcoholism is an irredeemable illness
often compared with diabetes which is also incurable
however, with diabetes, it is possible to reduce it by
taking insulin and avoiding certain foods.
However, you can't cure intemperance by drinking beer!
He was a well- known actor had everything to live for
When in Algarve the old discredited counsellor
tried to get him to go to AA.
He blankly refused said he didn’t want to live
since his wife had died of cancer, which turned
out to be eight years ago.
One day he met...
Alcoholism is an irredeemable illness
often compared with diabetes which is also incurable
however, with diabetes, it is possible to reduce it by
taking insulin and avoiding certain foods.
However, you can't cure intemperance by drinking beer!
He was a well- known actor had everything to live for
When in Algarve the old discredited counsellor
tried to get him to go to AA.
He blankly refused said he didn’t want to live
since his wife had died of cancer, which turned
out to be eight years ago.
One day he met...
#alcohol
#drugs
#heroin
#marijuana
#addiction
16 reads
1 Comment
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
6th Dec 2018 5:51pm
6th Dec 2018 5:51pm
OD
overdose due to overdrive....
#emptiness
30 reads
0 Comments
Troubled_1
Poem Published
6th Dec 2018 5:38pm
6th Dec 2018 5:38pm
Concave reflection
Shell shocked and self absorbed
Listen to the weakness leaving me.
Blood out,mud in
Here we fucking go again.
Won't eat can't sleep
I've got the fix
Ready made death
Premixed.
Eyes open and red.
Rest up days of rest,
destruction lies ahead.
Listen to the weakness leaving me.
Blood out,mud in
Here we fucking go again.
Won't eat can't sleep
I've got the fix
Ready made death
Premixed.
Eyes open and red.
Rest up days of rest,
destruction lies ahead.
#addiction
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0 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
6th Dec 2018 9:48am
6th Dec 2018 9:48am
counsellor
Counsellor
He was an independent therapist
for people who thought they were drinking too much.
His first question was: why do you drink so copious?
The answers were varied; he asked them to address
their problems, and desist from alcohol for six months,
Sometimes it did the trick.
Those who could not see he sent to A.A.
He had experience from working at a private clinic
where the religious aspect played a vital role.
The expert rejected his system, lost his licence
to practise his amateurish an uneducated views.
He has...
He was an independent therapist
for people who thought they were drinking too much.
His first question was: why do you drink so copious?
The answers were varied; he asked them to address
their problems, and desist from alcohol for six months,
Sometimes it did the trick.
Those who could not see he sent to A.A.
He had experience from working at a private clinic
where the religious aspect played a vital role.
The expert rejected his system, lost his licence
to practise his amateurish an uneducated views.
He has...
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar
#addiction
#apathy
25 reads
0 Comments
grapesoftime
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2018 6:58pm
3rd Dec 2018 6:58pm
Patterns In The Sky (And Other Deplorable Behavior)
Poetry is like heroin
I mean... I've never TRIED heroin
but it feels like a warm
bath of
impossibly warm
blood"
He stood in the frame of the shot for approximately 3 seconds, looking sideways and chiaroscuro as all hell
he was a space cadet fighter pilot
freaked out punk
he liked to motorboat the alien girls' triple tits
whenever he got drunk
a dockworker by day
shibari rigger by night
loved the taste of gunpowder and the smell of a fight
"And I just think that maybe, if we all dropped down and fell asleep for...
I mean... I've never TRIED heroin
but it feels like a warm
bath of
impossibly warm
blood"
He stood in the frame of the shot for approximately 3 seconds, looking sideways and chiaroscuro as all hell
he was a space cadet fighter pilot
freaked out punk
he liked to motorboat the alien girls' triple tits
whenever he got drunk
a dockworker by day
shibari rigger by night
loved the taste of gunpowder and the smell of a fight
"And I just think that maybe, if we all dropped down and fell asleep for...
#mirror
#humankind
#aliens
#ForbiddenLove
#temptation
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2 Comments
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