Drugs Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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.
Frank caprio.
Little
Pumpkin
Little
Pie
Prayer moon
Is
Tweak.
Screaming

Lay back Let it happen
crossing
that twitch before
dyings itch
Gasping
dry wretch
Pulled back away
Lay back let it happen
Kaleidoscopic mathematical equations
Clowns exploding confetti
Somewhere a warm hug
All those bright lights smiling
Remember to breathe
Raised from the dead
From my tomb
Gotta live my life
Outside of this womb
You can't keep me down
I'm putting up a fight
I refuse to play zombie
In your puppet life
I'm coming back
Better than before
With a brand new arsenal
To settle the score
No longer saddled by addiction
I refuse to lie in my made bed
Clean and sober
I'm raised from the dead
Androstadienone
That testosterone derivative compound is intoxicating,
Damn, why are you the one to have that robust effect?
Yes I’m apart of the sub population with high sensitivity, I blame oxytocin.
Do you know your vomeronasal organ proximity?
I think mine relocated to the basal forebrain,
However, it doesn’t preclude my pheromones perceptive abilities,
Cause I’ll definitely be apart of your doppelgänger train.
Your secretion can be my transdermal diffusion,
I’ll wear it all day so I don’t be...
Finally be free
I am what you need
Let go of this world
And fill yourself with me
Lonely and afraid
I'll take it away
Rejected and empty
Come fill yourself with me
You know you want me
You know you need me
Now give into those feelings
I'll take you away
I'll take you far far away
We'll leave this place
Just you and me
Our love can grow
And we'll finally be free
Does It Matter If Lives Are Shattered?
The broken homes, the broken bones,
The families marred, the victims scarred,
The babes in wombs who will not bloom,
Young men in tombs, who died too soon,
The blood that's spilled, the people killed,
Who met their doom, from booze consumed.
The tragic scenes, the ruined dreams,
The hearts that break, the souls that ache,
The loved ones gone, the toll goes on,
When will it stop? The death toll tops,
All wars combined, and do we mind?
Does it matter lives are shattered?
Let's...
sheep
I have read and published some of my old poems
when the world was mint fresh and I believed in the lady in the lake, I saw her swim a moonlit night
know I know she is not there, but a product of my
feverish mind
Sheep, they are dumb, think the pastor is a friend and
his dog means well and even smells like an ewe but its
fur is useless and full of ticks, can't eat grass to feed
itself forever pestering the pastor wanting to show off
when barking at the flock
The sheep and the landscape are equally old seen in
paintings of...
Gave Him A Hard Smack
staring with
wide eyes at there
bikini clad chicks who
were standing in front of
the guy and gave him a
hard smack right on the back of his head.
Medicine.
Your memory
To void.
Pencilin.
Lament of whilst walking
Through those are
Thou seasons natured
By christines wounds
The sounds of horn beep
Faster than usual
For old couples
Chilf running for ghosts
Gushes pain in the morning
Herald running for drainage
Of red and white
Vrest grew by the scrubs
Beautiful fall asleep
In my heart
I pain her by penciled.
Another Drink
On an empty stomach
Watch the world go by
And do nothing
Take a sip
Drown the noise out
From the outside in
And fix nothing
Take a sip
Then another
Til there's no one left
And be nothing
Take a sip
A thin cush Love. Thank you.
Satiate him.
None can ever match
Him.
None can even
Earn like him.
None can
Even of his
Skin.
So riser came
From desert just
For the water lily
It's feels so unnatural
That the same rydthm and a rider of
Storms and
Can't wait to see you soon as
I possibly posted in
In my walls.
Men get jealous of him
Women tend to fall for
Him get there before
Me.
He gave me fruits
Which were even
Forbidden to see ...