Drugs Poems by Top Critiquers
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about drug use and addiction (alcohol, medication and recreational drugs)
Poems written by Top Critiquers
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
13th Feb 2021 1:09pm
13th Feb 2021 1:09pm
(coffee) pot dealer ~ a senryú
bold enticement
darkness courses through my veins
to ensure that rush
darkness courses through my veins
to ensure that rush
#coffee
#addiction
#senryu
175 reads
39 Comments
SLYMBEKQUEEN
Poem Published
23rd May 2021 7:15pm
23rd May 2021 7:15pm
MARY JANE AGAIN
#rebirth
#TruthOfLife
#magic
#philosophical
#curse
71 reads
6 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
26th Jul 2020 12:16pm
26th Jul 2020 12:16pm
I was trying to give up alcohol knowing full well that was bullshit
It wasn't the alcohol that was the problem
It was when and how much
I think I figured it out
Widow Jane took me back in her loving arms ....
It was when and how much
I think I figured it out
Widow Jane took me back in her loving arms ....
#identity
143 reads
12 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
15th Jun 2021 11:06am
15th Jun 2021 11:06am
The Searchers
Strange objects enter our solar system
from incomprehensible distances
across thresholds of resistances
Containing a matrix mysterium
To connect the mind to the divine
for intrepid searchers so inclined
to survey dimensions ahead of space and time
To be limitless & beyond in the presence of limits
expanding out of terrestrial hamlets
in the manner of the strange objects
Containing a majestic magicaeon
To know other sides of swaying veils
showing geometries without fails
as the...
from incomprehensible distances
across thresholds of resistances
Containing a matrix mysterium
To connect the mind to the divine
for intrepid searchers so inclined
to survey dimensions ahead of space and time
To be limitless & beyond in the presence of limits
expanding out of terrestrial hamlets
in the manner of the strange objects
Containing a majestic magicaeon
To know other sides of swaying veils
showing geometries without fails
as the...
#earth
#fire
#water
#coffee
#tea
27 reads
7 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2021 8:07pm
3rd Apr 2021 8:07pm
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I tried to hide my colorful addiction
In the comfort of my brownstone
My silent obsession lay bare in front of me, craving the color of the newest rendition
Rocking in my bed, leg twitching, waiting for the crack of dawn
Willing the need for the hunger to be gone
Metamorphosing from a sleepy head
Once I rose from my Queen Size bed
A full blown sultry diva to welcome the calling of the birds’ morning song
Panting in...
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I tried to hide my colorful addiction
In the comfort of my brownstone
My silent obsession lay bare in front of me, craving the color of the newest rendition
Rocking in my bed, leg twitching, waiting for the crack of dawn
Willing the need for the hunger to be gone
Metamorphosing from a sleepy head
Once I rose from my Queen Size bed
A full blown sultry diva to welcome the calling of the birds’ morning song
Panting in...
#parody
#satirical
#vanity
143 reads
14 Comments
Phantom2426
Poem Published
16th May 2020 3:42am
16th May 2020 3:42am
Brother's Keeper
Youngest of three brothers
I'm stuck being his
Oldest Brother Keeper
Makes you feel like shit
Because your oldest brother
Likes the creature called
Hard Liquor which causes
Him to do crazy things like
engaging in sexual congress
With an 18 year old girl
Which is very creepy
Because she has Daddy Issues
I'm stuck being his
Oldest Brother Keeper
Makes you feel like shit
Because your oldest brother
Likes the creature called
Hard Liquor which causes
Him to do crazy things like
engaging in sexual congress
With an 18 year old girl
Which is very creepy
Because she has Daddy Issues
#brother
#erotic
#alcohol
#dirty
#crush
233 reads
5 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
19th Apr 2021 2:34am
19th Apr 2021 2:34am
Baptized
She's now been pushed past that point
Her taste for life has moved way past a joint
She likes that glass, action packed
Turnt up with crystal meth, or give her that crack
She's never been ugly, so there's work on her back
Look at that fucking ass, that pussy knows how to fight back
Strap up motherfucker, you had better not kiss or eat that
The boys got her ass on tape, taking a train while eating a pussy cat
Passed around the hood known as the good time chick
Talking all in your ear, breath smelling like...
Her taste for life has moved way past a joint
She likes that glass, action packed
Turnt up with crystal meth, or give her that crack
She's never been ugly, so there's work on her back
Look at that fucking ass, that pussy knows how to fight back
Strap up motherfucker, you had better not kiss or eat that
The boys got her ass on tape, taking a train while eating a pussy cat
Passed around the hood known as the good time chick
Talking all in your ear, breath smelling like...
#LifeStruggles
#drugs
#addiction
97 reads
4 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
3rd Jun 2021 6:12am
3rd Jun 2021 6:12am
Blunt Farce Drama
(An Editorial Piece with Walter’s Alter Ego)
====~
Thank you Wally,
I just took a hit and that shit made me hella mellow…
Oh hello!
Tonight, we will be discussing the weed industry
And why we need to understand the bigotry
That’s been set in place by the system
Many of you may be familiar with the legalization of marijuana
In many different states
But I’m gonna make an observation that feels more like farce than drama
That may open the floodgates for debate
Over the years many dudes, homies and brothers ...
====~
Thank you Wally,
I just took a hit and that shit made me hella mellow…
Oh hello!
Tonight, we will be discussing the weed industry
And why we need to understand the bigotry
That’s been set in place by the system
Many of you may be familiar with the legalization of marijuana
In many different states
But I’m gonna make an observation that feels more like farce than drama
That may open the floodgates for debate
Over the years many dudes, homies and brothers ...
#politics
#marijuana
44 reads
3 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
4th Apr 2018 1:24am
4th Apr 2018 1:24am
Midnight at the Voodoo Lounge
Midnight at the Voodoo Lounge
Get your prissy self to serving drinks
You know the boss
Don’t like you popping Benzedrine
On break time
Sure you look like a 40s starlet
In that red dress with all the frills
But if you get jazzed on those pills
You might start spiking their cocktails
With crazy medicine
We might have the men
Giving the women a pat down
Like in airport security
When the camera isn’t looking
The ladies would stop patronizing us
Then the men would vanish
Like the wooly mammoths
And...
Get your prissy self to serving drinks
You know the boss
Don’t like you popping Benzedrine
On break time
Sure you look like a 40s starlet
In that red dress with all the frills
But if you get jazzed on those pills
You might start spiking their cocktails
With crazy medicine
We might have the men
Giving the women a pat down
Like in airport security
When the camera isn’t looking
The ladies would stop patronizing us
Then the men would vanish
Like the wooly mammoths
And...
#alcohol
336 reads
2 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
18th Jun 2021 4:18pm
18th Jun 2021 4:18pm
Pregabalin
My brain stands the risk in this track and field event..
A spear about 2.5 m in length is thrown inside my neurons..
Do you know the Olympics?
How they throw javelin?
Pregabalin's like the javelin throw..
Post Gabalin I called it.. Inside my head..
My mind itself in this combined event of decathlon and heptathlon..
My soul's constantly praying to escape and rest free, at least even in Babylon..
Dead is such a thrill..
Don't you want to try? /.
Say your last...
A spear about 2.5 m in length is thrown inside my neurons..
Do you know the Olympics?
How they throw javelin?
Pregabalin's like the javelin throw..
Post Gabalin I called it.. Inside my head..
My mind itself in this combined event of decathlon and heptathlon..
My soul's constantly praying to escape and rest free, at least even in Babylon..
Dead is such a thrill..
Don't you want to try? /.
Say your last...
#depression
#SelfHarm
#suicide
28 reads
6 Comments
The_Silly_Sibyl
Essex Boy
Essex Boy
Poem Published
19th Feb 2021 12:59pm
19th Feb 2021 12:59pm
Bedsit
A bedsit room above a street
I’ve known since childhood.
(This poem comes from childhood.)
The street is known for drugs
and poverty.
A taxi driver recently
told me about a fare he drove
to and from a crack house on that street.
(I can’t write “crack house” unsmilingly.
It’s just a funny phrase, like “batty boy”
or “government integrity”.)
An emaciated woman leant
in the doorway.
She wore a loose bathrobe,
the merest courtesy
hiding her breasts and bones.
The bedsit as I picture it
was up a...
I’ve known since childhood.
(This poem comes from childhood.)
The street is known for drugs
and poverty.
A taxi driver recently
told me about a fare he drove
to and from a crack house on that street.
(I can’t write “crack house” unsmilingly.
It’s just a funny phrase, like “batty boy”
or “government integrity”.)
An emaciated woman leant
in the doorway.
She wore a loose bathrobe,
the merest courtesy
hiding her breasts and bones.
The bedsit as I picture it
was up a...
#mother
79 reads
3 Comments
poetOftragedy
Poem Published
9th Jul 2019 4:10pm
9th Jul 2019 4:10pm
Zandi
You felt it once,
Loved it twice.
It's on your nose,
On your tongue.
You held it once,
Held it tight.
Wouldn't let go,
Even when it broke your fingers so.
You wanted more,
Finished it all.
You grew a demand for more.
You got your supply,
to your snort.
I saw it all.
I saw you drown.
Tried to break your fall.
But you were already gone.
All my attempts couldn't get through you.
I wish you would have seen,
I've always been there for you.
Zandi, honey now You're gone.
I wish...
Loved it twice.
It's on your nose,
On your tongue.
You held it once,
Held it tight.
Wouldn't let go,
Even when it broke your fingers so.
You wanted more,
Finished it all.
You grew a demand for more.
You got your supply,
to your snort.
I saw it all.
I saw you drown.
Tried to break your fall.
But you were already gone.
All my attempts couldn't get through you.
I wish you would have seen,
I've always been there for you.
Zandi, honey now You're gone.
I wish...
#death
#LifeStruggles
#suicide
#drugs
#addiction
326 reads
10 Comments
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