Drugs Poems Seeking Honest Critique
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Poetry about drug use and addiction (alcohol, medication and recreational drugs)
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cheesa
Poem Published
Today 6:22am
Today 6:22am
The joys of ecstasy
I can't stop dancing to the funky funky beat
I can't stop dancing to the funky funky beat
The lights are flashing and I gotta move my feet
I can't stop dancing to the funky funky beat
My t shirts wet
It's soaked in sweat
The lights are flashing and I gotta move my feet
I can't stop dancing to the funky funky beat
My hands are in the air
And I don't care
My t shirts wet
It's soaked in sweat
The lights are flashing and I gotta move my feet
I can't stop dancing to the funky funky beat
I can't stop dancing to the funky funky beat
The lights are flashing and I gotta move my feet
I can't stop dancing to the funky funky beat
My t shirts wet
It's soaked in sweat
The lights are flashing and I gotta move my feet
I can't stop dancing to the funky funky beat
My hands are in the air
And I don't care
My t shirts wet
It's soaked in sweat
The lights are flashing and I gotta move my feet
I can't stop dancing to the funky funky beat
#happiness
#love
6 reads
0 Comments
Mars_August
Mars August
Mars August
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:46pm
Yesterday 1:46pm
The Seamstress
We used to make potions
her and I
The tub would swell with bubbles
Emptied the shampoo bottles
and our cauldron overflowed
Now she mixes dirt with water
in a little plastic cap
and then sews it into blood embroidery
Sallow lace, scabbing eyelets
I ask if it hurts
If I could follow pains gradient
to back before she became a seamstress
and we were two little witches
stirring pink magic in our tub
she makes one more eyelet in her hand
it is a gaping mouth that speaks in her place
It tells me that one day all I will...
her and I
The tub would swell with bubbles
Emptied the shampoo bottles
and our cauldron overflowed
Now she mixes dirt with water
in a little plastic cap
and then sews it into blood embroidery
Sallow lace, scabbing eyelets
I ask if it hurts
If I could follow pains gradient
to back before she became a seamstress
and we were two little witches
stirring pink magic in our tub
she makes one more eyelet in her hand
it is a gaping mouth that speaks in her place
It tells me that one day all I will...
#addiction
#dark
#family
#heroin
#sister
44 reads
3 Comments
moon_bather
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 5:39am
14th Nov 2024 5:39am
Future Ben
Oh, I’m gonna pay for it tomorrow
No question
No doubt
It’s here, my pain
I’m gonna pay for it
Tomorrow
No question
No doubt
It’s here, my pain
I’m gonna pay for it
Tomorrow
#addiction
#alcohol
#emptiness
#LifeAsAWriter
#ThrillSeeking
50 reads
1 Comment
Grae
Bryan Gray
Bryan Gray
Poem Published
27th Aug 2024 3:22am
27th Aug 2024 3:22am
the last ambulance
end of eyes
and of a dusk drawl
civil twilight for hair
sodium rain
when a day is done
destroyer in vein
watching the same car crash
over and over
and although you are still here
you teach me how to mourn your passing
one ambulance
at a time
and of a dusk drawl
civil twilight for hair
sodium rain
when a day is done
destroyer in vein
watching the same car crash
over and over
and although you are still here
you teach me how to mourn your passing
one ambulance
at a time
#addiction
#alcohol
150 reads
4 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
8th Nov 2024 6:25am
8th Nov 2024 6:25am
The Monks Honey Mead
Golden nectar flows,
sacred honey, vats of sun,
blessed in barrels deep.
Echoed praise dance halls
in quietness, we wait for grace,
mead poured like pure sunshine.
Brewed like prayer in cup,
ancient hands the humble craft,
joy steeped in amber rain.
sacred honey, vats of sun,
blessed in barrels deep.
Echoed praise dance halls
in quietness, we wait for grace,
mead poured like pure sunshine.
Brewed like prayer in cup,
ancient hands the humble craft,
joy steeped in amber rain.
#alcohol
#faith
#prayer
#religion
#spiritual
51 reads
2 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 11:26am
6th Nov 2024 11:26am
In the Glass
Temptation breakdown
Warmth melts from rock-sold ice cube
Diluted disillusion
Warmth melts from rock-sold ice cube
Diluted disillusion
#haiku
154 reads
21 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
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
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