Drugs Poems Seeking Honest Critique
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about drug use and addiction (alcohol, medication and recreational drugs)
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Hatful-of-Hollow
Poem Published
21st Mar 2025 6:31pm
21st Mar 2025 6:31pm
Vodka
Dulling lights of Soho’s Vodka Bar
grilled the ache in my throat,
exulted American and Japanese tourists
sipped their £10 shots, brewed by mice in Finland
or infused with taste of dying tortoise
My last stop before the station
devoured as chemical waste from a Polish factory,
bottle rattled against keys in my pocket
trouser seams were merely intravenous
Wandered lonely as a clown
o’er vales, kebab shops and rat-soaked alleys
which hosted hidden bottles
labelled ‘nothingness’ to ‘never’
London, you were a lady...
grilled the ache in my throat,
exulted American and Japanese tourists
sipped their £10 shots, brewed by mice in Finland
or infused with taste of dying tortoise
My last stop before the station
devoured as chemical waste from a Polish factory,
bottle rattled against keys in my pocket
trouser seams were merely intravenous
Wandered lonely as a clown
o’er vales, kebab shops and rat-soaked alleys
which hosted hidden bottles
labelled ‘nothingness’ to ‘never’
London, you were a lady...
#alcohol
#hope
65 reads
0 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
21st Mar 2025 6:55am
21st Mar 2025 6:55am
Mary Jane
I like to date rape.
I don't need rope or tape.
Just a good friend,
That recommends a vape,
Instead of rolls.
Not sushi, but baked.
I like her eyes half open.
I feel masculine and safe.
She stumbles like her legs are broken.
Is this date rape?
She invited me over.
So it's definitely not fake.
Her legs are wide open.
She flows like a lake.
Mary Jane is who I'm groping.
She always wins the race.
The field is always open,
So let me out of the gate.
I like to date rape.
I don't...
I don't need rope or tape.
Just a good friend,
That recommends a vape,
Instead of rolls.
Not sushi, but baked.
I like her eyes half open.
I feel masculine and safe.
She stumbles like her legs are broken.
Is this date rape?
She invited me over.
So it's definitely not fake.
Her legs are wide open.
She flows like a lake.
Mary Jane is who I'm groping.
She always wins the race.
The field is always open,
So let me out of the gate.
I like to date rape.
I don't...
#addiction
#dirty
#MentalHealth #women
#MentalHealth #women
140 reads
5 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
21st Mar 2025 2:56am
21st Mar 2025 2:56am
What One Cop Gets For Making A Rookie Mistake
At
first, Gwen
was about
to make a bust
against drug dealers
on her undercover
assignment. But that's before
someone stuck a needle into
her arm. The next day, Gwen woke up in
a motel room naked and so alone.
first, Gwen
was about
to make a bust
against drug dealers
on her undercover
assignment. But that's before
someone stuck a needle into
her arm. The next day, Gwen woke up in
a motel room naked and so alone.
#betrayal
#drugs
#fiction
#ignorance
#sex
61 reads
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
20th Mar 2025 7:26pm
20th Mar 2025 7:26pm
Failing in life
Their cars were motionless
Their home was drab
Their intensity was addiction
They once tried going to rehab
They failed miserably
Handling it with no care
Their appearance was frightful
Entering their house was extremely rare
Their sex was frustrating
Both were failing
He was dry & she was limp
Their health was ailing
Reality was a nightmare
Death surrounds their vision
The Grim Reaper is watching
Motionless people can create a collision
Their home was drab
Their intensity was addiction
They once tried going to rehab
They failed miserably
Handling it with no care
Their appearance was frightful
Entering their house was extremely rare
Their sex was frustrating
Both were failing
He was dry & she was limp
Their health was ailing
Reality was a nightmare
Death surrounds their vision
The Grim Reaper is watching
Motionless people can create a collision
#addiction
#dark
#death
#emptiness
#rhyming
135 reads
10 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
18th Mar 2025 6:39pm
18th Mar 2025 6:39pm
Possibly From Gulping Down Too Many Beers
Darlene woke naked and hungover.
She remembered Walter offering her a beer.
Afterwards, her mind went blank.
She remembered Walter offering her a beer.
Afterwards, her mind went blank.
#alcohol
#corruption
#fiction
#friendship
#sex
59 reads
0 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
16th Mar 2025 6:51pm
16th Mar 2025 6:51pm
Real Reason Why She Invited Us To Her Party
Mila staggered into the kitchen.
She was totally naked and so hungover.
Mila saw Jim and Sharon.
They were naked and touching each other.
That caused Mila to cry big time.
She was totally naked and so hungover.
Mila saw Jim and Sharon.
They were naked and touching each other.
That caused Mila to cry big time.
#alcohol
#betrayal
#fiction
#friendship
#sex
81 reads
2 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
16th Mar 2025 00:57am
16th Mar 2025 00:57am
Waking Up With More Than A Hangover
Mary woke and saw Ted.
Then, she discovered she was also naked.
Mary felt a painful head.
Then, she discovered she was also naked.
Mary felt a painful head.
#alcohol
#confusion
#fiction
#friendship
#sex
79 reads
0 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
12th Mar 2025 11:36am
12th Mar 2025 11:36am
Gary Must've Spiked The Punch
Holly, why are you naked?
Huh? Mom! What are you doing home?!
Finished my Philadelphia job early.
Hi. Are you Mark's mom?
No, I'm Holly's mom. And you are?
I'm Ben. Who is Holly?
She's who's naked like you!
Ah, no! Gary must've spiked the punch!
Sharon's brother, Mom. You remember?
I remember... and should've known!
He must've snuck bottles of Jack Daniel's!
Honest, Mom! I didn't know!
Relax, Holly. Just go get yourself dressed.
Okay, Mom. And thanks for being understanding.
Huh? Mom! What are you doing home?!
Finished my Philadelphia job early.
Hi. Are you Mark's mom?
No, I'm Holly's mom. And you are?
I'm Ben. Who is Holly?
She's who's naked like you!
Ah, no! Gary must've spiked the punch!
Sharon's brother, Mom. You remember?
I remember... and should've known!
He must've snuck bottles of Jack Daniel's!
Honest, Mom! I didn't know!
Relax, Holly. Just go get yourself dressed.
Okay, Mom. And thanks for being understanding.
#alcohol
#anger
#dialogue
#fiction
#mother
67 reads
0 Comments
RyanBlackborough
Poem Published
11th Mar 2025 7:06pm
11th Mar 2025 7:06pm
Vile vial
It's an elixer, infused with a curse.
Delivered from the void.
To engulf the universe.
It wants blood, not so much at first.
As ritial demanded.
Dutifully aspersed.
Worthy cost, incant another verse.
For ever eager evoke.
In banishment of worse.
Insober dose, slake overflowing thirst.
Excess is not enough.
Course toxic crave to burst.
Elsewhere, current drift cannot reverse.
Dissolve into ethereal.
Then feel the soul disperse.
Delivered from the void.
To engulf the universe.
It wants blood, not so much at first.
As ritial demanded.
Dutifully aspersed.
Worthy cost, incant another verse.
For ever eager evoke.
In banishment of worse.
Insober dose, slake overflowing thirst.
Excess is not enough.
Course toxic crave to burst.
Elsewhere, current drift cannot reverse.
Dissolve into ethereal.
Then feel the soul disperse.
#depression
#drugs
#loneliness
92 reads
0 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
11th Mar 2025 1:31am
11th Mar 2025 1:31am
What Have I Been Drinking Last Night?
Kevin woke up very hungover.
He saw Jennifer looking with a smile.
Kevin placed hands on forehead.
He saw Jennifer looking with a smile.
Kevin placed hands on forehead.
#alcohol
#fiction
#friendship
#hurt
#sex
101 reads
0 Comments
BaldyBrown
Poem Published
9th Mar 2025 4:20pm
9th Mar 2025 4:20pm
Licking Debbie's Chalice
#dirty
#marijuana
#porn
128 reads
0 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
5th Mar 2025 2:00am
5th Mar 2025 2:00am
That Depends On My Head
Good morning. You're feeling okay?
That depends on my head. Your name?
My name's Richard. What's yours?
My name's Nancy. Got the same friend?
Yes. Teri is who spiked the punch.
That depends on my head. Your name?
My name's Richard. What's yours?
My name's Nancy. Got the same friend?
Yes. Teri is who spiked the punch.
#alcohol
#confusion
#dialogue
#fiction
#friendship
104 reads
0 Comments
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