Drugs Poems Seeking Honest Critique
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Poetry about drug use and addiction (alcohol, medication and recreational drugs)
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Rakhi Rudra
Rakhi Rudra
Poem Published
25th Nov 2023 3:12pm
25th Nov 2023 3:12pm
Frank caprio.
Little
Little
Pumpkin
Little
Pie
Prayer moon
Is
Tweak.
Little
Pumpkin
Little
Pie
Prayer moon
Is
Tweak.
#greed
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Asani
Poem Published
18th Nov 2023 7:11pm
18th Nov 2023 7:11pm
Androstadienone
Can I really be attracted to this man sweat?
That testosterone derivative compound is intoxicating,
Damn, why are you the one to have that robust effect?
Yes I’m apart of the sub population with high sensitivity, I blame oxytocin.
Do you know your vomeronasal organ proximity?
I think mine relocated to the basal forebrain,
However, it doesn’t preclude my pheromones perceptive abilities,
Cause I’ll definitely be apart of your doppelgänger train.
Your secretion can be my transdermal diffusion,
I’ll wear it all day so I don’t be...
That testosterone derivative compound is intoxicating,
Damn, why are you the one to have that robust effect?
Yes I’m apart of the sub population with high sensitivity, I blame oxytocin.
Do you know your vomeronasal organ proximity?
I think mine relocated to the basal forebrain,
However, it doesn’t preclude my pheromones perceptive abilities,
Cause I’ll definitely be apart of your doppelgänger train.
Your secretion can be my transdermal diffusion,
I’ll wear it all day so I don’t be...
#romantic
#drugs
#addiction
#temptation
#wisdom
45 reads
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Williamfromoz
Poem Published
12th Nov 2023 9:54am
12th Nov 2023 9:54am
Does It Matter If Lives Are Shattered?
The battered wives, the shattered lives,
The broken homes, the broken bones,
The families marred, the victims scarred,
The babes in wombs who will not bloom,
Young men in tombs, who died too soon,
The blood that's spilled, the people killed,
Who met their doom, from booze consumed.
The tragic scenes, the ruined dreams,
The hearts that break, the souls that ache,
The loved ones gone, the toll goes on,
When will it stop? The death toll tops,
All wars combined, and do we mind?
Does it matter lives are shattered?
Let's...
The broken homes, the broken bones,
The families marred, the victims scarred,
The babes in wombs who will not bloom,
Young men in tombs, who died too soon,
The blood that's spilled, the people killed,
Who met their doom, from booze consumed.
The tragic scenes, the ruined dreams,
The hearts that break, the souls that ache,
The loved ones gone, the toll goes on,
When will it stop? The death toll tops,
All wars combined, and do we mind?
Does it matter lives are shattered?
Let's...
#alcohol
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
8th Nov 2023 7:37pm
8th Nov 2023 7:37pm
Gave Him A Hard Smack
Gwen spotted Paul
staring with
wide eyes at there
bikini clad chicks who
were standing in front of
the guy and gave him a
hard smack right on the back of his head.
staring with
wide eyes at there
bikini clad chicks who
were standing in front of
the guy and gave him a
hard smack right on the back of his head.
#corruption
#environment
#beach
#fiction
#temptation
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Rakhi Rudra
Rakhi Rudra
Poem Published
7th Nov 2023 5:47am
7th Nov 2023 5:47am
Medicine.
I shall honey
Your memory
To void.
Pencilin.
Lament of whilst walking
Through those are
Thou seasons natured
By christines wounds
The sounds of horn beep
Faster than usual
For old couples
Chilf running for ghosts
Gushes pain in the morning
Herald running for drainage
Of red and white
Vrest grew by the scrubs
Beautiful fall asleep
In my heart
I pain her by penciled.
Your memory
To void.
Pencilin.
Lament of whilst walking
Through those are
Thou seasons natured
By christines wounds
The sounds of horn beep
Faster than usual
For old couples
Chilf running for ghosts
Gushes pain in the morning
Herald running for drainage
Of red and white
Vrest grew by the scrubs
Beautiful fall asleep
In my heart
I pain her by penciled.
#nature
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Rakhi Rudra
Rakhi Rudra
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2023 2:08pm
3rd Nov 2023 2:08pm
A thin cush Love. Thank you.
None can
Satiate him.
None can ever match
Him.
None can even
Earn like him.
None can
Even of his
Skin.
So riser came
From desert just
For the water lily
It's feels so unnatural
That the same rydthm and a rider of
Storms and
Can't wait to see you soon as
I possibly posted in
In my walls.
Men get jealous of him
Women tend to fall for
Him get there before
Me.
He gave me fruits
Which were even
Forbidden to see ...
Satiate him.
None can ever match
Him.
None can even
Earn like him.
None can
Even of his
Skin.
So riser came
From desert just
For the water lily
It's feels so unnatural
That the same rydthm and a rider of
Storms and
Can't wait to see you soon as
I possibly posted in
In my walls.
Men get jealous of him
Women tend to fall for
Him get there before
Me.
He gave me fruits
Which were even
Forbidden to see ...
#nature
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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
90 reads
4 Comments
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
88 reads
1 Comment
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
127 reads
2 Comments
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
Billy_Snagg
Snaggy
Snaggy
Poem Published
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
965 reads
23 Comments
Chere-Rene13
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2023 3:17am
2nd Oct 2023 3:17am
Sesame Street Roadshow
Crown the coke Queen...Jewels high on her head...She thought she'd have a weekend taste...Once was a beauty Queen, Jump to a junkie fiend...With a monkey on her back. Boy toy, "Needle Boy Roy" all the girls thinks he's hot...His grand slam ideal date is...First shot is for free...Now your begging for me...One eye pirate Pete, now he's the pimp, with a treasure chest of pussies to go, for all the grease bag John's to know. Trains his girls face down ass up...Doggy style bitches, down on all fours just looking to score with a ten cent hit they'll never quit. Barbie & Ken used to...
#SelfHarm
#addiction
131 reads
5 Comments
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