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.
Billy_Snagg
Snaggy
Snaggy
Poem Published
16th Nov 2022 4:54pm
16th Nov 2022 4:54pm
Stoned At Starbucks!
I found myself stoned -
Stoned in Starbucks, actually.
The queue was long, it helped!
Was there any place finer to be,
Any state better to be in,
As I gently sipped my freshly ground -
NOT FOUND ON THE GROUND, coffee?!!
Remember...
Don't leave the house 'til you're totally stoned,
As today could potentially be your last -
And if you get through, it'll still be a blast!
Just roll with it cos you'll gather no moss,
No, NOT Kate Moss -
Always preferred Taylor Swift anyway!
Come join me in long conversation, ...
Stoned in Starbucks, actually.
The queue was long, it helped!
Was there any place finer to be,
Any state better to be in,
As I gently sipped my freshly ground -
NOT FOUND ON THE GROUND, coffee?!!
Remember...
Don't leave the house 'til you're totally stoned,
As today could potentially be your last -
And if you get through, it'll still be a blast!
Just roll with it cos you'll gather no moss,
No, NOT Kate Moss -
Always preferred Taylor Swift anyway!
Come join me in long conversation, ...
#love
#courage
#marijuana #SelfDiscovery
#marijuana #SelfDiscovery
93 reads
7 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
16th Nov 2022 8:41am
16th Nov 2022 8:41am
a man in a bar
The man in the bar
I met a former airline pilot in a crowded bar
we had to share a table, a thing I do not care for
Without introducing himself, he said he was
studying Einstein’s relativities theory.
I said it was too complicated for me and opened
the racing section in the newspaper.
He said it was easy and proceeded to tell me
how easy it was:
“All clocks strike twelve at noon, but not at
At the same time, it depends on the time zone.
in a vacuum, clocks never move as they need
a gravitational pull to push time forward, the...
I met a former airline pilot in a crowded bar
we had to share a table, a thing I do not care for
Without introducing himself, he said he was
studying Einstein’s relativities theory.
I said it was too complicated for me and opened
the racing section in the newspaper.
He said it was easy and proceeded to tell me
how easy it was:
“All clocks strike twelve at noon, but not at
At the same time, it depends on the time zone.
in a vacuum, clocks never move as they need
a gravitational pull to push time forward, the...
#dark
#confusion
#despair
#disappointment
#denial
66 reads
0 Comments
Grae
Bryan Gray
Bryan Gray
Poem Published
12th Nov 2022 8:33am
12th Nov 2022 8:33am
kim
she had a gaze
like a love letter to the dead.
funeral throat vespers in a sodium blur.
wishing she could walk down the stairs,
for an iota of control.
like the wayward calf subdued by hyenas,
you are still very much alive
when the liquor
tears your life apart.
like a love letter to the dead.
funeral throat vespers in a sodium blur.
wishing she could walk down the stairs,
for an iota of control.
like the wayward calf subdued by hyenas,
you are still very much alive
when the liquor
tears your life apart.
#alcohol
#addiction
83 reads
3 Comments
sublime_rhymes
Poem Published
6th Nov 2022 9:11pm
6th Nov 2022 9:11pm
okey evening
I was walking down the street not looking for a romance,
this girl took a little peak a fast glance,
she waved me in,
looking for a night of beautiful sin,
dark hair, blue eyes and red chin,
she wanted to know what i held within,
lips luscious,
she was flirtatious,
she act like i was heaven-sent,
like we were meant,
with her beautiful body movement,
she moved close to my face, breath of sweet mint,
she asked if she could by me a drink,
gave me a little blink,
i looked her in the eyes,
and said that sounds nice,
a...
this girl took a little peak a fast glance,
she waved me in,
looking for a night of beautiful sin,
dark hair, blue eyes and red chin,
she wanted to know what i held within,
lips luscious,
she was flirtatious,
she act like i was heaven-sent,
like we were meant,
with her beautiful body movement,
she moved close to my face, breath of sweet mint,
she asked if she could by me a drink,
gave me a little blink,
i looked her in the eyes,
and said that sounds nice,
a...
#romantic
#alcohol
73 reads
0 Comments
BlueBeastGirl
Beasty
Beasty
Poem Published
4th Nov 2022 4:10am
4th Nov 2022 4:10am
Messing up
I messed up bad this time
A perfect storm honestly
Allium laced food and kale
Messed up my system
It's truly something awful
My head hurts; it's in a vice
The light is painfully bright
Had some blood work done
My blood is far too thick
Kale... Fuck who knew it?
That kale has insane k vitamin
The one thing that fuck the tinners
My body hurts so I sleep
I've missed so much time
How has it been just a week...
No energy... Drowning in physical pain
I'm so stupid... So fucking stupid
I should know...
A perfect storm honestly
Allium laced food and kale
Messed up my system
It's truly something awful
My head hurts; it's in a vice
The light is painfully bright
Had some blood work done
My blood is far too thick
Kale... Fuck who knew it?
That kale has insane k vitamin
The one thing that fuck the tinners
My body hurts so I sleep
I've missed so much time
How has it been just a week...
No energy... Drowning in physical pain
I'm so stupid... So fucking stupid
I should know...
#LifeStruggles
#drugs
#illness
#responsibility
#weakness
122 reads
7 Comments
zinnzinn
ZINNNNIZ
ZINNNNIZ
Poem Published
1st Nov 2022 3:17am
1st Nov 2022 3:17am
Blissful ignorance burdened by truth
Incomplete and broken all to pieces without peace
Lost in this crease with no release
Increasingly living predeceased
Will this beast that feasts on my decrease ever cease
Will I ever really rest in peace complete at least
To be awoken and unbroken and in one piece
Lumpty chumpty was behind the eight ball with his back to the wall
Stalled to a crawl from all the hardships that enthralled
Lumpty chumpty said fuk it all y'all when he recalled what he saw
Scrawled on the wall written real small
Coming down from a come down ...
Lost in this crease with no release
Increasingly living predeceased
Will this beast that feasts on my decrease ever cease
Will I ever really rest in peace complete at least
To be awoken and unbroken and in one piece
Lumpty chumpty was behind the eight ball with his back to the wall
Stalled to a crawl from all the hardships that enthralled
Lumpty chumpty said fuk it all y'all when he recalled what he saw
Scrawled on the wall written real small
Coming down from a come down ...
#addiction
#SelfReflection
#ignorance
#denial
#philosophical
162 reads
2 Comments
DevilsChild
Poem Published
27th Oct 2022 5:04am
27th Oct 2022 5:04am
Super Hero
my fans call me a super hero
saving the world
killing one scumbag at a time
some may say "that's no hero!"
but how many murders can one see?
or druggies getting released on the streets?
I tried to play the good guy
your friendly neighborhood Superman
but the system is broken
so I had to take things into my own hands
the moment when everything changed
I was looking into a case
a man suspected of a series of rapes
when I found him he admitted to that and more
killed at least 10 girls
took everything in me to not...
saving the world
killing one scumbag at a time
some may say "that's no hero!"
but how many murders can one see?
or druggies getting released on the streets?
I tried to play the good guy
your friendly neighborhood Superman
but the system is broken
so I had to take things into my own hands
the moment when everything changed
I was looking into a case
a man suspected of a series of rapes
when I found him he admitted to that and more
killed at least 10 girls
took everything in me to not...
#dark
#corruption
#Halloween
126 reads
6 Comments
REMARKABLE_8
RichyRich
RichyRich
Poem Published
25th Oct 2022 7:38pm
25th Oct 2022 7:38pm
Medical call!
With urgency, emergency rush to rejuvenation to regenerate an create D.NA. unrestricted by laws, according to this power universe, universally equipped even noble one's!
Will admit, it's sort-of like a heavenly gift!
Reformed and transformed from being less to magnificent!! Feeling terrific prolific, with poetic codes deeply in scripted within, now let the new origin proceed to begin.
A new extended existence, inner sanctum operated and formulated, constructed and demonstrated, fall in line for roll call next time you hear medical call,upgraded with a new state of mind...
Will admit, it's sort-of like a heavenly gift!
Reformed and transformed from being less to magnificent!! Feeling terrific prolific, with poetic codes deeply in scripted within, now let the new origin proceed to begin.
A new extended existence, inner sanctum operated and formulated, constructed and demonstrated, fall in line for roll call next time you hear medical call,upgraded with a new state of mind...
#universe
#stars
#shadows
#astronomy
#aliens
61 reads
2 Comments
BlueBeastGirl
Beasty
Beasty
Poem Published
25th Oct 2022 8:55am
25th Oct 2022 8:55am
Pill Box Tales
I've been on drugs since I was 9
When I tasted the world raw
I was only 18... And it was too much
The world was too bright, too loud
So many new emotions and sensitivity
The world is all kinds of too much
There was a stretch of time there
Where I tasted the world unfiltered
And I spiraled so hard and so fast
The pins holding me up were pulled away
And those pins are put back into place
There's a pill for everything don't you know
And the world is back to being filtered
Not edited but the lighting is different
I wonder where...
When I tasted the world raw
I was only 18... And it was too much
The world was too bright, too loud
So many new emotions and sensitivity
The world is all kinds of too much
There was a stretch of time there
Where I tasted the world unfiltered
And I spiraled so hard and so fast
The pins holding me up were pulled away
And those pins are put back into place
There's a pill for everything don't you know
And the world is back to being filtered
Not edited but the lighting is different
I wonder where...
#MentalHealth
#misunderstood
#culture
#Autism
#vulnerability
115 reads
6 Comments
Chere-Rene13
Poem Published
25th Oct 2022 5:13am
25th Oct 2022 5:13am
THE END !!!
Here I am again... Buzzed on booze... Tomorrow have the flue, disrespect no-show, forgetting is easy now cause just found some more blow !!! Numbs the way & makes everything that I accomplished wrong a o-kay... I'll think this is my calling and for sure FUCKIN A OKAY... Unitl my blood shot eyes see another dawn of reality day... is uglier than yesterday!!! Crawling on my knees, suicide tendencies, treasure hunt find... A surgeon's blind shinny blade nasty with rush, but I can vividly see the contents spill from me... Slices nice & sweet... As the blood red, crimson blood spurts &...
#abuse
#suicide
#despair
#suffering
#emotional
206 reads
2 Comments
Chere-Rene13
Poem Published
25th Oct 2022 5:00am
25th Oct 2022 5:00am
Darkness Between the Stars
#addiction
#nightmares
#apathy #weakness
#apathy #weakness
81 reads
2 Comments
MYSTIKAL75
Poem Published
22nd Oct 2022 6:15am
22nd Oct 2022 6:15am
Plunge, Drop, and Nod
He feels the sharp.
Call out to someone - yeah he should.
Pain was filling all senses.
Now he thinks he's good.
Sit with me awhile if you could.
Numb it burns.
Something like a memory.
Close your eyes.
You try not to see.
Wreckage of what he is.
Illusion of what used to be.
Spittle stained toothless smile.
Nodding at a tiny thought.
Takeaway boxes litter a musky loft.
Burns mottle chairs, ashes overflow cans.
Is this what you dreamed of when you thought of being a man?
Who are you anymore?
A...
Call out to someone - yeah he should.
Pain was filling all senses.
Now he thinks he's good.
Sit with me awhile if you could.
Numb it burns.
Something like a memory.
Close your eyes.
You try not to see.
Wreckage of what he is.
Illusion of what used to be.
Spittle stained toothless smile.
Nodding at a tiny thought.
Takeaway boxes litter a musky loft.
Burns mottle chairs, ashes overflow cans.
Is this what you dreamed of when you thought of being a man?
Who are you anymore?
A...
#depression
#SelfHarm
#addiction #MentalHealth
#addiction #MentalHealth
147 reads
2 Comments
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