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.
Ruby_sunday
Georgia
Georgia
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:58am
Yesterday 9:58am
Rambles
#depression
#death
#drugs #heroin
#drugs #heroin
16 reads
1 Comment
wallyroo92
Bumped 31st Jul 2021 2:23am
26th Jun 2020 8:26am
26th Jun 2020 8:26am
Prose Fiend
I’m a prose fiend
It’s my dopamine
I inject it with a pencil
With the potential it will give me a high better than any amphetamine
Then my brain reigns supreme
Hiding a larger scheme
The stencil is essential
With a beast mode better than the average if you know what I mean
I’m a poem addict
It’s a vicious habit
I insert it with a pen
When I make the time to do a line and rhyme to redesign my wildest dreams
It’s bulging in my genes
Splitting at the seams
Wanting a good...
It’s my dopamine
I inject it with a pencil
With the potential it will give me a high better than any amphetamine
Then my brain reigns supreme
Hiding a larger scheme
The stencil is essential
With a beast mode better than the average if you know what I mean
I’m a poem addict
It’s a vicious habit
I insert it with a pen
When I make the time to do a line and rhyme to redesign my wildest dreams
It’s bulging in my genes
Splitting at the seams
Wanting a good...
#rhyming
#addiction
#WritingPoetry
201 reads
6 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
30th Jul 2021 10:54pm
30th Jul 2021 10:54pm
My Jury
An hour of administering impressant..
Follows the next with a depressant..
THE DEAD TELL NO TALES
Completing a consistent twenty four hour cycle..
A food chain?
Life or a food web cycle..
Call it..
By chance I survive by some miracle..
Know this, in what I do, I am being a hell of an actor..
Neither the act..
And fuck the fact..
This is a factor..
Persistent bipolar disorder..
Stranded in a land of...
Follows the next with a depressant..
THE DEAD TELL NO TALES
Completing a consistent twenty four hour cycle..
A food chain?
Life or a food web cycle..
Call it..
By chance I survive by some miracle..
Know this, in what I do, I am being a hell of an actor..
Neither the act..
And fuck the fact..
This is a factor..
Persistent bipolar disorder..
Stranded in a land of...
#strength
#TimeHeals
21 reads
2 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
30th Jul 2021 6:21pm
30th Jul 2021 6:21pm
The Train
#sex
#erotic
#dreams
#marijuana
#dirty
31 reads
2 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Bumped 30th Jul 2021 4:20pm
2nd Apr 2021 7:52pm
2nd Apr 2021 7:52pm
Milk carton picture
Milk carton picture
Of someone I used to know
A nice girl with a pretty smile
Before she hit her low
Before the wrong crowd
Led her to the slaughter
With deceptive emotions
They held their constrained laughter
What am I saying
It was her choice
I just wish she had the courage
To speak her voice
Or maybe this is what she wanted
To disappear from a world
That showed no compassion
And spit on her pearl
However it went down
I'll miss the person I used to know
Loving, caring and strong...
Of someone I used to know
A nice girl with a pretty smile
Before she hit her low
Before the wrong crowd
Led her to the slaughter
With deceptive emotions
They held their constrained laughter
What am I saying
It was her choice
I just wish she had the courage
To speak her voice
Or maybe this is what she wanted
To disappear from a world
That showed no compassion
And spit on her pearl
However it went down
I'll miss the person I used to know
Loving, caring and strong...
#sadness
#heartbroken
#despair
#emptiness
#bittersweet
133 reads
5 Comments
Hurt
Poem Published
30th Jul 2021 6:29am
30th Jul 2021 6:29am
Chemically happy
It's been over a year
A year stuck in a pit
The pit I dug trapped myself there
No escape
So I thought
Turns out it was there thr whole time
Small white and unassuming
But so powerful
For the first time in a long time I could smile
I could feel love and joy
I danced and I sang I loved being alive
Everyone says it's not the answer
Please don't take this away
A year stuck in a pit
The pit I dug trapped myself there
No escape
So I thought
Turns out it was there thr whole time
Small white and unassuming
But so powerful
For the first time in a long time I could smile
I could feel love and joy
I danced and I sang I loved being alive
Everyone says it's not the answer
Please don't take this away
#drugs
#addiction
14 reads
0 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
28th Jul 2021 9:42am
28th Jul 2021 9:42am
Aspirations of Apathy
Nothing is real.
Nothing to feel.
I have been drunk with some crazies.
Far afield of what is acceptable,
At least I think so, how the hell should I know.
At the end of the night – Miasma.
My built Ford tough tolerance clear.
As the crazies do what they do.
One sings the same song in different variations.
The others laughed at heart break.
Traces of paradise possibly veil me.
I can certainly feel the singing.
Momentary thoughts open up in liquid portals.
My lunatic laugh stays in silence. ...
Nothing to feel.
I have been drunk with some crazies.
Far afield of what is acceptable,
At least I think so, how the hell should I know.
At the end of the night – Miasma.
My built Ford tough tolerance clear.
As the crazies do what they do.
One sings the same song in different variations.
The others laughed at heart break.
Traces of paradise possibly veil me.
I can certainly feel the singing.
Momentary thoughts open up in liquid portals.
My lunatic laugh stays in silence. ...
#sadness
#alcohol
#drugs
#memories
#apathy
33 reads
5 Comments
Spanker
Poem Published
28th Jul 2021 1:43am
28th Jul 2021 1:43am
‘As You Like It’
He got me stoned
Just how I wanted
And took advantage of me
Just how he wanted
As I took advantage of him
Just how we wanted
She got me stoned
Just how I wanted
And took advantage of me
Just how she wanted
As I took advantage of her
Just how we wanted
Just how I wanted
And took advantage of me
Just how he wanted
As I took advantage of him
Just how we wanted
She got me stoned
Just how I wanted
And took advantage of me
Just how she wanted
As I took advantage of her
Just how we wanted
#relationships
#marijuana
21 reads
0 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
28th Jul 2021 1:26am
28th Jul 2021 1:26am
Twisted
She's starting to love my shit
Watch her wrap her lips around me and try another hit
Shit so fucking powerful, she started coughing a bit
Haha, fuck that shit Boo, I want to see you deep throat it
Pull on that motherfucker, let it fuck with your throat walls
I want this whole fucking place smelling like cannabis balls
I want slob running down the mouthpiece as the smoke burst your lungs
I want your ass making bubbles until this bowl is done
Yes let's know this shit's been fucked as the slob drips from the base
I'm fucking this...
Watch her wrap her lips around me and try another hit
Shit so fucking powerful, she started coughing a bit
Haha, fuck that shit Boo, I want to see you deep throat it
Pull on that motherfucker, let it fuck with your throat walls
I want this whole fucking place smelling like cannabis balls
I want slob running down the mouthpiece as the smoke burst your lungs
I want your ass making bubbles until this bowl is done
Yes let's know this shit's been fucked as the slob drips from the base
I'm fucking this...
#friendship
#marijuana
24 reads
2 Comments
cloventongue89
Poem Published
27th Jul 2021 9:28pm
27th Jul 2021 9:28pm
Lethal Temptation
Hours away and locked in desire
The cage is enraged with a craving for fire
Action makes intention out to be a liar
Caught in a web made up of wire
My tongue is scorched reform the taste to reacquire
My heart is aflame, I am one with the pyre
Dread for impulse, the cost of an overrated high
The fear of life is the will to die
Facing myself, something inside
When chemicals vainglory is the entrapment of lust and pride
To tell you the truth, there's nothing to tell
But honestly, the body abused is a living hell
Euphoria...
The cage is enraged with a craving for fire
Action makes intention out to be a liar
Caught in a web made up of wire
My tongue is scorched reform the taste to reacquire
My heart is aflame, I am one with the pyre
Dread for impulse, the cost of an overrated high
The fear of life is the will to die
Facing myself, something inside
When chemicals vainglory is the entrapment of lust and pride
To tell you the truth, there's nothing to tell
But honestly, the body abused is a living hell
Euphoria...
#love
#lust
#hope
#drugs
#addiction
32 reads
4 Comments
SLYMBEKQUEEN
BLAZE-QUEEN
BLAZE-QUEEN
Poem Published
25th Jul 2021 4:21pm
25th Jul 2021 4:21pm
WEED FOR THE TREATMENT OF COVID19
#LifeChangingMoment
39 reads
3 Comments
Inkognito
Poem Published
24th Jul 2021 1:47am
24th Jul 2021 1:47am
It´s been a Year
It´s been a year since I last wrote.
I left my diary at my old apartment.
I can tell I was just as addicted to write as I was addicted to LSD and alcohol.
I wonder if someone has found it. - They would perhaps hate what I have written in it.
My dark secrets and thoughts can be disturbing to some. - Ironically, I felt they kept me sane but I´m not. Not anymore.
It´s been a year since I've had a home.
Though I didn´t left much memories. - At least no memories I want to remember.
Drugs, alcohol. - Lonely days. Though at night, I had my demons to keep me...
I left my diary at my old apartment.
I can tell I was just as addicted to write as I was addicted to LSD and alcohol.
I wonder if someone has found it. - They would perhaps hate what I have written in it.
My dark secrets and thoughts can be disturbing to some. - Ironically, I felt they kept me sane but I´m not. Not anymore.
It´s been a year since I've had a home.
Though I didn´t left much memories. - At least no memories I want to remember.
Drugs, alcohol. - Lonely days. Though at night, I had my demons to keep me...
#LifeStruggles
#homelessness
33 reads
2 Comments
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