Drugs Poems by Members Last Online
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Poetry about drug use and addiction (alcohol, medication and recreational drugs)
Poems published by members most recently online.
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
4th Nov 2014 4:07am
4th Nov 2014 4:07am
Whiskey, Jazz, Vintage Electronic Audio Devices
I like to fall away
From the head swamp
Of urban life
Into my private sanctuary of bliss
Pure pot still fine Irish whiskey
Or single malt exquisite spirits
Light my path
Cobalt blue vintage cd player with mega bass
The music is jazz
The purest form of abstraction
I drink not to be drunk
Just the divine escape
From the head swamp
Of urban life
Into my private sanctuary of bliss
Pure pot still fine Irish whiskey
Or single malt exquisite spirits
Light my path
Cobalt blue vintage cd player with mega bass
The music is jazz
The purest form of abstraction
I drink not to be drunk
Just the divine escape
796 reads
12 Comments
Losthepoet
Adventurer
Adventurer
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2022 10:21am
2nd Oct 2022 10:21am
In this drunken state
In this drunken state I'm in
Smoking summoning the beast with in
A demon that lies asleep within
A sin
Like seeds that sprouts deep with in
Seeds of discord
That's like a sword
that penetrates my heart
Unleashing all the demons Locked away within
I'm in this drunken state
for the sake of pain and love
I trusted her
Now I find myself forsaking love
All because of her
Showing her all the love and affection
And she's not even in...
Smoking summoning the beast with in
A demon that lies asleep within
A sin
Like seeds that sprouts deep with in
Seeds of discord
That's like a sword
that penetrates my heart
Unleashing all the demons Locked away within
I'm in this drunken state
for the sake of pain and love
I trusted her
Now I find myself forsaking love
All because of her
Showing her all the love and affection
And she's not even in...
#anxiety
#hate
#heartbroken
#disappointment
#emptiness
318 reads
0 Comments
slipalong
Poem Published
7th Sep 2024 7:31pm
7th Sep 2024 7:31pm
Hope that help will come?
Tap left on, of self thats drained
a mesh of scars to dull the pain
to fool yourself and feel the numb
a fading dream that help will come!
Feel winter chill in summers heat
as black clouds o`r the mind do creep
I fight and fight, but just succumb
and prey alone that help will come
Wild dragon lives within my veins
when exatacy is short attained
the dollar bill, its laughs in fun
my urgent screams that help will come
Rocket fire to a distopian abyss
caverns and maze is where I now exist
who`ll throw a rope...
a mesh of scars to dull the pain
to fool yourself and feel the numb
a fading dream that help will come!
Feel winter chill in summers heat
as black clouds o`r the mind do creep
I fight and fight, but just succumb
and prey alone that help will come
Wild dragon lives within my veins
when exatacy is short attained
the dollar bill, its laughs in fun
my urgent screams that help will come
Rocket fire to a distopian abyss
caverns and maze is where I now exist
who`ll throw a rope...
#addiction
207 reads
3 Comments
dfwtinman
Poem Published
12th Nov 2020 11:50pm
12th Nov 2020 11:50pm
message in a bottle
In a fetid BarcaLounger, he stubbed out an unfiltered cig, and took a long pull
from a short-necked bottle.
Each gulp warmed his windpipe,
as the amber-colored solvent
was taken up into his blood.
Worn toes of hand made, mud covered
Lucchese boots peeked above the bottle.
Loyal foot-soldiers in his battle with life.
Hard questions, that had been
chewing at the walls of his gut,
began to liquify and boil-up in his mind.
His eyes closed and the bottle slipped
from his nicotine-stained hands,
as...
from a short-necked bottle.
Each gulp warmed his windpipe,
as the amber-colored solvent
was taken up into his blood.
Worn toes of hand made, mud covered
Lucchese boots peeked above the bottle.
Loyal foot-soldiers in his battle with life.
Hard questions, that had been
chewing at the walls of his gut,
began to liquify and boil-up in his mind.
His eyes closed and the bottle slipped
from his nicotine-stained hands,
as...
#sadness
#loneliness
#heartbroken
#confusion
#despair
401 reads
0 Comments
Northern1
Poem Published
12th Nov 2016 00:16am
12th Nov 2016 00:16am
High Write
Was challenged to do it and that is why
i am writing this poem while exceedingly high
i had it all planned a definite route but
i've forgotten what i was going to write about
No matter i'll make it up as i go on
Look there's Tony Blair riding a swan
This is more fun than i thought it would be
Except for the fact that you're looking at me
i may do something drastically unusual
Or just continue to tease and abuse you all
When the time comes i'll know it i'm sure
i simply love the feel of orangutan fur
It's all wrong and it's going...
i am writing this poem while exceedingly high
i had it all planned a definite route but
i've forgotten what i was going to write about
No matter i'll make it up as i go on
Look there's Tony Blair riding a swan
This is more fun than i thought it would be
Except for the fact that you're looking at me
i may do something drastically unusual
Or just continue to tease and abuse you all
When the time comes i'll know it i'm sure
i simply love the feel of orangutan fur
It's all wrong and it's going...
1007 reads
8 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
23rd Apr 2025 10:36pm
23rd Apr 2025 10:36pm
There are drugs and there are drugs
Hey so I realized that I never wrote a drug poem. I wanted to hit every one of the themes this year. So this is not a poem but here is something.
A while back me and some friends decided that we are going to have a house party and have a good time.
Everyone was designated to bring something. I brought a couple of bottles of liquor and some chips. ( no I did not do any dip. I was not designated to bring that.)
We had everything. Food, drinks, music, and whatnot.
Let me explain what Whatnot is before weed was legal. We had that. ...
A while back me and some friends decided that we are going to have a house party and have a good time.
Everyone was designated to bring something. I brought a couple of bottles of liquor and some chips. ( no I did not do any dip. I was not designated to bring that.)
We had everything. Food, drinks, music, and whatnot.
Let me explain what Whatnot is before weed was legal. We had that. ...
#StreamOfConsciousness
67 reads
5 Comments
DaisyGrace
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 00:18am
2nd Apr 2025 00:18am
Best Friends Smoke a Joint in an Alley Outside a Club in the Next Town Over
I don’t know that smoke,” I said and turned
my face away from hazy,
lazy eyes
that spoke with swirling blue,
shameless lust –
a guise I know when we
are on our own.
I watch the cherry
glow from mouth to mouth,
the unfamiliar night
creeps in and I
don’t know the smoke
he’s blowing out tonight.
She don’t know that smoke,
he seeps into the dark.
She gets shy,
his smolder hands are slick
with heat. I cut confusion
eyes to his.
He’d never touched, ...
my face away from hazy,
lazy eyes
that spoke with swirling blue,
shameless lust –
a guise I know when we
are on our own.
I watch the cherry
glow from mouth to mouth,
the unfamiliar night
creeps in and I
don’t know the smoke
he’s blowing out tonight.
She don’t know that smoke,
he seeps into the dark.
She gets shy,
his smolder hands are slick
with heat. I cut confusion
eyes to his.
He’d never touched, ...
#BestFriend
#misunderstood
13 reads
3 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2023 12:14pm
2nd Mar 2023 12:14pm
Fearful Notes: Mother & Daughter
Dear Daughter,
Thank you for loving me through my time of treatment. With so much beauty in the world to love, how has a chemical become my destructive obsession? I’ll never understand but know now that I’ll never truly be free of it. It might be a week, month or a year, but I'm certain to fail.
I can’t live with defeat hovering in my future. I can’t know that I will put you through my failure again. I’m living each day now as if it were my last.
I love you. I want to watch more of your life but don’t know how long I can stay. Sometimes the emptiness calls...
Thank you for loving me through my time of treatment. With so much beauty in the world to love, how has a chemical become my destructive obsession? I’ll never understand but know now that I’ll never truly be free of it. It might be a week, month or a year, but I'm certain to fail.
I can’t live with defeat hovering in my future. I can’t know that I will put you through my failure again. I’m living each day now as if it were my last.
I love you. I want to watch more of your life but don’t know how long I can stay. Sometimes the emptiness calls...
#motherhood
#addiction
#daughter
793 reads
1 Comment
flowergirl
Poem Published
14th Apr 2015 00:24am
14th Apr 2015 00:24am
Crippled Soul
looking into tears of a crippled soul
not knowing who I look upon this very moment
such sadness in her heart dripping from weary eyes
like an unknown demon darkness haunts
trying to convince herself it's not how it seems
that nothing is lost but seeming not much gained
feeling alone with many voices silenced
when she truly only needed a little luv to bloom
emptiness revealed looking upon her tear streaked face
strength creeps within a near empty bottle
as she seeks an answer from another swig of liquid fake luv
convinced there...
not knowing who I look upon this very moment
such sadness in her heart dripping from weary eyes
like an unknown demon darkness haunts
trying to convince herself it's not how it seems
that nothing is lost but seeming not much gained
feeling alone with many voices silenced
when she truly only needed a little luv to bloom
emptiness revealed looking upon her tear streaked face
strength creeps within a near empty bottle
as she seeks an answer from another swig of liquid fake luv
convinced there...
936 reads
10 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
5th Jan 2023 11:18pm
5th Jan 2023 11:18pm
Your Uber is Here
To make extra money I signed up to be an Uber driver
So I took my car to get detailed and waxed
Later that night I would pick up my first customer
And the person who booked it, his name was Max
It was a late Saturday night so people are out drinking
I had to pick up Max over at La Cienega’s restaurant row
There were a lot of folks up and down the street
The smell of food seemed to be everywhere I’d go
When I got to the place I kept looking for this guy Max
But no one seemed to be looking for my car and make
So I parked...
So I took my car to get detailed and waxed
Later that night I would pick up my first customer
And the person who booked it, his name was Max
It was a late Saturday night so people are out drinking
I had to pick up Max over at La Cienega’s restaurant row
There were a lot of folks up and down the street
The smell of food seemed to be everywhere I’d go
When I got to the place I kept looking for this guy Max
But no one seemed to be looking for my car and make
So I parked...
#dogs
#drugs
#funny
459 reads
14 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2024 8:55pm
2nd Nov 2024 8:55pm
The Troll From Studio 54
#betrayal
#DomesticViolence
#lies
#secrets
#vanity
199 reads
30 Comments
Rew
Poem Published
3rd Jul 2024 7:35pm
3rd Jul 2024 7:35pm
Red Red Wine
I kissed my friend's red ruby lip
and vowed we'd never part,
and stroked her neck and took a sip
to warm my cold, cold heart.
I caressed her shoulder all dewy eyed
as on her lip I kiss and kiss,
her smoothness soothed me nigh to cry
such sweetness I had long, long missed.
I'd loved her from my very first
when her spirit suffused through me
such pleasure I thought I would burst
and for a time she set me free...
She was gone during that short dark night
when I woke I cursed her near to dead, ...
and vowed we'd never part,
and stroked her neck and took a sip
to warm my cold, cold heart.
I caressed her shoulder all dewy eyed
as on her lip I kiss and kiss,
her smoothness soothed me nigh to cry
such sweetness I had long, long missed.
I'd loved her from my very first
when her spirit suffused through me
such pleasure I thought I would burst
and for a time she set me free...
She was gone during that short dark night
when I woke I cursed her near to dead, ...
#alcohol
#rhyming
184 reads
6 Comments
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