Drugs Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about drug use and addiction (alcohol, medication and recreational drugs)
oskar
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2023 8:00am
2nd Nov 2023 8:00am
The last Viking
Erik Bye was a writer, entertainer, TV personality, and easily, in the sixties and the seventies, the most popular man around.
He was born in New York to Norwegian parents who later went back to live there, while their son Erik went
back to the USA to finish his education.
On returning to Norway, he wrote a book about his experiences crisscrossing the USA.
The travel book was a best-seller in Scandinavia and
the book was also translated into English.
Erik also wrote some other books and many songs about the seas
As a journalist interviewing people from the...
He was born in New York to Norwegian parents who later went back to live there, while their son Erik went
back to the USA to finish his education.
On returning to Norway, he wrote a book about his experiences crisscrossing the USA.
The travel book was a best-seller in Scandinavia and
the book was also translated into English.
Erik also wrote some other books and many songs about the seas
As a journalist interviewing people from the...
#alcohol
#drugs
#heroin
#marijuana
#addiction
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oskar
Poem Published
1st Nov 2023 8:08am
1st Nov 2023 8:08am
the drug
A notable writer in the literary Norwegian firmament was Jens Bjornebo who was the leading radical star
outspoken and a perfect spokesman for modern times in
the sixties and seventies.
Jens, let's call him Jens came from an upper-class shipping family and received a top education at the time
when only a few could afford to go to university.
Since his father was in ship owner class, bantam Jens joined the merchant navy, but only for a short time he was not of the material needed as a sailor.
Jens was a multi-talented man, who wrote poems, romances
dabbled...
outspoken and a perfect spokesman for modern times in
the sixties and seventies.
Jens, let's call him Jens came from an upper-class shipping family and received a top education at the time
when only a few could afford to go to university.
Since his father was in ship owner class, bantam Jens joined the merchant navy, but only for a short time he was not of the material needed as a sailor.
Jens was a multi-talented man, who wrote poems, romances
dabbled...
#anger
#anxiety
#boredom
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poeticdelight
Poem Published
31st Oct 2023 2:44pm
31st Oct 2023 2:44pm
From Nature Into The Book
If you can't change your own habits, how can you change peoples'.
if you want to know how people feel, try hard to stay in their places and situation, then if you can, try to feel.
i can give you solution to your questions, which will fade away as soon as you walk away; " Go look for the answer ".....
Poetry is " lyrics " of the music of your feelings,so, know how to play your heart strings, they might sound dissonant if you fake them..
To be insolent is to give negative answers to positive questions and statements ...
if you want to know how people feel, try hard to stay in their places and situation, then if you can, try to feel.
i can give you solution to your questions, which will fade away as soon as you walk away; " Go look for the answer ".....
Poetry is " lyrics " of the music of your feelings,so, know how to play your heart strings, they might sound dissonant if you fake them..
To be insolent is to give negative answers to positive questions and statements ...
#happiness
#forgiveness
#motivational
#gratitude
#emotions
89 reads
4 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
30th Oct 2023 6:54am
30th Oct 2023 6:54am
a remarkable suicide
A remarkable suicide
Johan Borgen
had an elegant pen and a charming story near his typewriter, but he was also a serious writer who deeply plowed furrow in the landscape of the mind
His masterwork was “Lillelord” exploring the unexplained lyssa that often follows gifted people
who often sink into depression and suicide
It was as a dandified storyteller he was best known by the public; in my time as a seafarer when the merchant fleet was large and a career choice and
had no place for losers, the welfare people came
with books that were exchanged...
Johan Borgen
had an elegant pen and a charming story near his typewriter, but he was also a serious writer who deeply plowed furrow in the landscape of the mind
His masterwork was “Lillelord” exploring the unexplained lyssa that often follows gifted people
who often sink into depression and suicide
It was as a dandified storyteller he was best known by the public; in my time as a seafarer when the merchant fleet was large and a career choice and
had no place for losers, the welfare people came
with books that were exchanged...
#anger
#breakup
#betrayal
#apathy
#bittersweet
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Savage_Wordz73
Dana lynn
Dana lynn
Poem Published
30th Oct 2023 2:19am
30th Oct 2023 2:19am
40 Yard Stare
40 Yard Stare
orig (906) poetry
10/15
By: D.L.Brown
aka
$tr8 $av
Wikkid Rich
Wires crossed
all wrong
bulbs burnt out
blown fuses
burnt smell in
the air
Da#n Heart on
Sleeve again
It still isn't fully
repaired from the
last time I choose
to wear it out there.
Considering going out
on A
-Date=
To the Fair
Me?!
actually going
somewhere
Instead of
locking down
within 4 walls
blowing thick
clouds into the air
Stuck
Pipe Drunk, ...
orig (906) poetry
10/15
By: D.L.Brown
aka
$tr8 $av
Wikkid Rich
Wires crossed
all wrong
bulbs burnt out
blown fuses
burnt smell in
the air
Da#n Heart on
Sleeve again
It still isn't fully
repaired from the
last time I choose
to wear it out there.
Considering going out
on A
-Date=
To the Fair
Me?!
actually going
somewhere
Instead of
locking down
within 4 walls
blowing thick
clouds into the air
Stuck
Pipe Drunk, ...
#depression
#insomnia
#addiction #MentalHealth
#addiction #MentalHealth
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1 Comment
darkcloud68
Poem Published
27th Oct 2023 8:51pm
27th Oct 2023 8:51pm
Lettin Go
Letting go of pain is not as simple as many people think, I find strands of pain and it's missing link. The deeper my thoughts the deeper I sink. They say I run from my feelings chasing drugs and drinks. I am so emotional inside,they are like mighty tidal waves marching side by side. Crashing on the shores of my spirit. I feel parts of myself going out with the tide. And I have no arms to swim no light house to guide. At times I feel am falling from sky with no wings to fly. I am my pain and my pain am I. If pain is a place, it is no place to die. Letting it go is not easy I tell no lies....
#drugs
#heroin
#addiction #temptation
#addiction #temptation
193 reads
10 Comments
Gibbet13
Poem Published
19th Oct 2023 4:47pm
19th Oct 2023 4:47pm
The Shelf
I remember the times from my youth, a time when I had very few role models.
I grew belligerent, ignorant and uncouth;
As I was shown the value of liquor bottles.
Firsthand experience, I sadly held this coal.
Burned to the quick as it scorched my very soul.
This is no excuse for my actions, for every person isn’t the same.
Some can handle these liquids, but to think I could, I was insane.
I seen what it did to my father, I seen what it did to my mother.
I seen what it...
I grew belligerent, ignorant and uncouth;
As I was shown the value of liquor bottles.
Firsthand experience, I sadly held this coal.
Burned to the quick as it scorched my very soul.
This is no excuse for my actions, for every person isn’t the same.
Some can handle these liquids, but to think I could, I was insane.
I seen what it did to my father, I seen what it did to my mother.
I seen what it...
#depression
#childhood
#alcohol #addiction
#alcohol #addiction
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2 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
16th Oct 2023 2:55pm
16th Oct 2023 2:55pm
I Remember Seeing Some Different Colored Bubbles
I remember seeing
some different
colored bubbles
after gulping down
maybe one or two
bottles of beer at
a frat house party.
some different
colored bubbles
after gulping down
maybe one or two
bottles of beer at
a frat house party.
#alcohol
#fiction
#FreeVerse
#confessional
#dialogue
119 reads
2 Comments
tell_me_wy
Poem Published
16th Oct 2023 6:56am
16th Oct 2023 6:56am
Lush
#regret
#grief
#alcohol #addiction
#alcohol #addiction
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LongTubiFree
Poem Published
14th Oct 2023 11:46pm
14th Oct 2023 11:46pm
Sipping away
O languish, how I have missed you
taking away all I love, old and new.
Every sip of her delicious poison of choice,
I see her slipping her moorings, o rejoice!
Another star fades, attempting to prove
that it will last forever and never move.
Sipping away, one bottle at a time,
trading her family love for a beer with lime.
No longer hiding behind the mask of peace,
just praying for death's release
from these chemical bonds
that fan your ego like elegant fronds.
I called you mother once,
Now I bury you day by day,
no coffin...
taking away all I love, old and new.
Every sip of her delicious poison of choice,
I see her slipping her moorings, o rejoice!
Another star fades, attempting to prove
that it will last forever and never move.
Sipping away, one bottle at a time,
trading her family love for a beer with lime.
No longer hiding behind the mask of peace,
just praying for death's release
from these chemical bonds
that fan your ego like elegant fronds.
I called you mother once,
Now I bury you day by day,
no coffin...
#grief
#alcohol
#addiction
118 reads
10 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
12th Oct 2023 7:58am
12th Oct 2023 7:58am
failed poet
Failed poet
It is worrying when your mind is electrocuted by overthinking when you know for sure the system
is out to get you
The man sat naked on his roof as was his want none can deny this common right.
They tried to get him down from there, but he insisted they must hear his earth-shattering poems
of the sort that make grown men weep, go home
make love to their wives, and start a sheep farm in the utter Hebrides.
They got him down from the roof by telling him a hall was ready for him to speak, his dog didn't believe this and bit a nurse's ankle. ...
It is worrying when your mind is electrocuted by overthinking when you know for sure the system
is out to get you
The man sat naked on his roof as was his want none can deny this common right.
They tried to get him down from there, but he insisted they must hear his earth-shattering poems
of the sort that make grown men weep, go home
make love to their wives, and start a sheep farm in the utter Hebrides.
They got him down from the roof by telling him a hall was ready for him to speak, his dog didn't believe this and bit a nurse's ankle. ...
#ImSorry
#breakup
#conflict #IMissYou
#conflict #IMissYou
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Billy_Snagg
Snaggy
Snaggy
Bumped 6th Oct 2023 12:53pm
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
#drugs
#marijuana
#SelfDiscovery
961 reads
23 Comments
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