Drugs Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about drug use and addiction (alcohol, medication and recreational drugs)
Everavalon
Poem Published
5th Nov 2024 9:35pm
5th Nov 2024 9:35pm
Drunkard
Depth of lost wisdom
Anonymity’s schism
Splayed in glass prison
Anonymity’s schism
Splayed in glass prison
#alcohol
45 reads
0 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
4th Nov 2024 11:50pm
4th Nov 2024 11:50pm
Clear Haiku
Crystal clarity
In glass, a pure reflection
Warmth in cold embrace.
In glass, a pure reflection
Warmth in cold embrace.
#alcohol
#haiku
#MovingOn #sea
#MovingOn #sea
57 reads
4 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2024 8:55pm
2nd Nov 2024 8:55pm
The Troll From Studio 54
#betrayal
#DomesticViolence
#lies
#secrets
#vanity
73 reads
30 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 9:09pm
1st Nov 2024 9:09pm
Liquid Echoes Of Despair
chasing shadows lost
inside an empty shot glass
whiskey and false hope
inside an empty shot glass
whiskey and false hope
#addiction
#alcohol
#senryu #temptation
#senryu #temptation
95 reads
4 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 8:20pm
1st Nov 2024 8:20pm
Dilemmhaiku
Very cold Vodka
An after sex dilemma
Just refill the glass
An after sex dilemma
Just refill the glass
#alcohol
#drugs
#haiku #WritingPoetry
#haiku #WritingPoetry
62 reads
6 Comments
James_A_Knight
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 3:22pm
1st Nov 2024 3:22pm
Beer
Drink the bottle down
Feel the warming numbing rush
Diluting the soul
Feel the warming numbing rush
Diluting the soul
#addiction
#weakness
54 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 11:47am
1st Nov 2024 11:47am
Vodkhaiku
Clear liquid, ice cold
Burning warmth in every sip
Glass echoes its tale.
Burning warmth in every sip
Glass echoes its tale.
#addiction
#alcohol
#art
#lust
#passion
74 reads
10 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 11:30am
1st Nov 2024 11:30am
Alcoholic Haiku
two shots of vodka
from underneath the iceberg
love's freezing my friend
from underneath the iceberg
love's freezing my friend
#alcohol
#art
#freedom
#love
#spiritual
63 reads
9 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
28th Oct 2024 2:29am
28th Oct 2024 2:29am
Well of the Bottle
It isn’t in the well of the bottle
It’s when you miss your son’s baseball game
Or are late and absent from your daughter’s big day
They excuse you but they will remember
On a cold night in December they lie awake
Can’t even dream their way away
For when the clock rings it begins again
Bottom of the hour the procession is starting
Can’t find my tie or my keys I’m drunk awake
Get in the car I start screaming riddles
You look at me and say I’m crazy and your right
As the...
It’s when you miss your son’s baseball game
Or are late and absent from your daughter’s big day
They excuse you but they will remember
On a cold night in December they lie awake
Can’t even dream their way away
For when the clock rings it begins again
Bottom of the hour the procession is starting
Can’t find my tie or my keys I’m drunk awake
Get in the car I start screaming riddles
You look at me and say I’m crazy and your right
As the...
#addiction
#despair
#disappointment #regret
#disappointment #regret
73 reads
4 Comments
LunasChild8
Poem Published
27th Oct 2024 10:24pm
27th Oct 2024 10:24pm
Bored
I’m so fricken bored; I’m losing my mind
I should go smoke a joint to reach that high
Stop the intrusive thoughts that make me want to die
Yet I’ll be bored again once I get off this ride.
I should go smoke a joint to reach that high
Stop the intrusive thoughts that make me want to die
Yet I’ll be bored again once I get off this ride.
#addiction
#drugs
#LifeStruggles
#rhyming
#temptation
104 reads
10 Comments
darkcloud68
Poem Published
19th Oct 2024 10:36pm
19th Oct 2024 10:36pm
Dealer
Soul survivor a rebel a rider, you can call me that. Bullets whiz by my head, pistols pointed to my back.
A street entrepreneur my corner is a open market. Yo right here I got it all dope weed and crack.
Watching my life go by as I am counting stacks. I live on borrowed time, yet with my last breath or with my lost of freedom I will pay it back.
But I can't take my cash with me when I am stretched out in the back, of that black Cadillac.
I just don't deal drugs I deal facts, the streets is the biggest pimp in the game I call it the Mack.
Rain sleet or shine...
A street entrepreneur my corner is a open market. Yo right here I got it all dope weed and crack.
Watching my life go by as I am counting stacks. I live on borrowed time, yet with my last breath or with my lost of freedom I will pay it back.
But I can't take my cash with me when I am stretched out in the back, of that black Cadillac.
I just don't deal drugs I deal facts, the streets is the biggest pimp in the game I call it the Mack.
Rain sleet or shine...
#drugs
186 reads
9 Comments
GabyCamargoMiaw
G
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Poem Published
19th Oct 2024 7:27pm
19th Oct 2024 7:27pm
Lost Boy
Among the shadows where the silence breathes,
A lost boy walks, torn like autumn leaves
With haunted eyes, echoes of pain
Looking for shelter down the pouring rain
Once a dreamer in a world so vile,
Now, a wanderer with nowhere to hide
He's endured the harm of many hearts unkind,
Yet his spirit wishes for a chance to rise
Through nights of darkness, inhaling your fear,
Crystal ghosts haunt you; I feel you near
Each scar a story, each tear a song,
In a world that feels so painfully wrong
Stolen...
A lost boy walks, torn like autumn leaves
With haunted eyes, echoes of pain
Looking for shelter down the pouring rain
Once a dreamer in a world so vile,
Now, a wanderer with nowhere to hide
He's endured the harm of many hearts unkind,
Yet his spirit wishes for a chance to rise
Through nights of darkness, inhaling your fear,
Crystal ghosts haunt you; I feel you near
Each scar a story, each tear a song,
In a world that feels so painfully wrong
Stolen...
#addiction
#drugs
#healing
#homelessness
#support
169 reads
2 Comments
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