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
Stoney223
Poem Published
28th Oct 2019 7:49pm
28th Oct 2019 7:49pm
A DARK BLACK HOLE
#SelfHarm
#addiction
#nightmares
294 reads
2 Comments
Phantom2426
Poem Published
12th Feb 2020 3:38am
12th Feb 2020 3:38am
Smoke the Night
Summon Night
Mary Jane is here
We smoke her
like there is no tomorrow
cuz she screws our pain
which help us
live live
So Summon Night
We must get laid!
Mary Jane is here
We smoke her
like there is no tomorrow
cuz she screws our pain
which help us
live live
So Summon Night
We must get laid!
#women
#sex
#night
#marijuana
#dirty
104 reads
4 Comments
calamitygin
Poem Published
1st Apr 2020 4:12pm
1st Apr 2020 4:12pm
Sweet Oblivion
It just so happened that day
I had swallowed oblivion
My neck bent at obscene angle
Prevented uvula from any good intent
My eyes round with belladonna
Had stared longingly
Towards someplace lovely
And in the safe distances
Outside myself and the dirty wall
Outside of a house made of cards
Beyond black walls of grinning Jacks
Somewhere inside the celestial body of grace
There, existed love
Existed family
Existed Man bound by God's good covenant
And existed pardon by that same God
And so in that happenstance ...
I had swallowed oblivion
My neck bent at obscene angle
Prevented uvula from any good intent
My eyes round with belladonna
Had stared longingly
Towards someplace lovely
And in the safe distances
Outside myself and the dirty wall
Outside of a house made of cards
Beyond black walls of grinning Jacks
Somewhere inside the celestial body of grace
There, existed love
Existed family
Existed Man bound by God's good covenant
And existed pardon by that same God
And so in that happenstance ...
#drugs
#NaPoWriMo2020
51 reads
13 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
29th Feb 2020 4:29am
29th Feb 2020 4:29am
that we might live
in recovery there are
no kings, queens, or
royalty,
only servants
today,
I bowed my head
into the light and
prayed my life to
be a witness to
those sick and
tried of being
sick and tired
and asked that my
words be seeds that
grow a garden of
clarity against the
insanity of addiction
let me not see myself
beyond the suffering
of others
let me hold close the
lost and wounded and
walk beside them and
teach that grace and
forgiveness are merely...
no kings, queens, or
royalty,
only servants
today,
I bowed my head
into the light and
prayed my life to
be a witness to
those sick and
tried of being
sick and tired
and asked that my
words be seeds that
grow a garden of
clarity against the
insanity of addiction
let me not see myself
beyond the suffering
of others
let me hold close the
lost and wounded and
walk beside them and
teach that grace and
forgiveness are merely...
#addiction
110 reads
14 Comments
Honoria
Poem Published
7th Aug 2019 7:18pm
7th Aug 2019 7:18pm
Reds
Your deep velvety feel
Puce luster shimmering in crystal
Swirling you in my mouth
Feeling the bite on the back of my tongue
One swallow sending cataclysmic shivers down my spine
The warmth deep inside
Replacing sad memories
With hope for new souvenirs
Wing man to my new flirty style
Liquid courage when I had none
Something to hold when there was no one else
Too much, too little
You became too needed
Letting you go was as difficult...
Well, it was hard just the same
Puce luster shimmering in crystal
Swirling you in my mouth
Feeling the bite on the back of my tongue
One swallow sending cataclysmic shivers down my spine
The warmth deep inside
Replacing sad memories
With hope for new souvenirs
Wing man to my new flirty style
Liquid courage when I had none
Something to hold when there was no one else
Too much, too little
You became too needed
Letting you go was as difficult...
Well, it was hard just the same
#alcohol
153 reads
4 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2019 1:44pm
2nd Dec 2019 1:44pm
Whatcha Do
What the fuck you wanna do Babyboy, a whatcha do
What the fuck you wanna do Babyboy, a whatcha do
You wanna be like me Babyboy
Haha you wanna be like me Babyboy
You wanna sleep in late, wake up and get twist
Haha no Babyboy, you can't get like this
Room smoked out, my boo banging me again
I mean I'm not fucking bragging but my boo is a fucking ten
Taking me in to her mouth while I take my time and roll
As I take toke after toke, she takes and deep throat my pole
Everything shined, head glowing like my fucking blunt ...
What the fuck you wanna do Babyboy, a whatcha do
You wanna be like me Babyboy
Haha you wanna be like me Babyboy
You wanna sleep in late, wake up and get twist
Haha no Babyboy, you can't get like this
Room smoked out, my boo banging me again
I mean I'm not fucking bragging but my boo is a fucking ten
Taking me in to her mouth while I take my time and roll
As I take toke after toke, she takes and deep throat my pole
Everything shined, head glowing like my fucking blunt ...
#love
#sex
#erotic
#marijuana
#dirty
179 reads
10 Comments
EdibleWords
Poem Published
11th Mar 2020 11:10pm
11th Mar 2020 11:10pm
Friends Let Friends Take Snake Oil
Friends let friends take snake oil
Friends let friends keep secrets
Friends let friends waste money
Friends let friends have egos
Friends let friends flunk tests
Friends let friends get roasted for bad jokes
But friends
never
let friends
kill themselves
or their loved ones
with alcoholism
Don't be an enabler.
Read Death and the Lady'Chylde
...because we need better friends
Friends let friends keep secrets
Friends let friends waste money
Friends let friends have egos
Friends let friends flunk tests
Friends let friends get roasted for bad jokes
But friends
never
let friends
kill themselves
or their loved ones
with alcoholism
Don't be an enabler.
Read Death and the Lady'Chylde
...because we need better friends
#death
#motivational
#alcohol
85 reads
11 Comments
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
27th Oct 2018 7:45pm
27th Oct 2018 7:45pm
f**k or Fright on a Halloween Night (Twisted Treat Series)
#Halloween
#drugs
246 reads
8 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
30th Oct 2018 9:33pm
30th Oct 2018 9:33pm
Up For Air
Life, my life, in general,
rippled daze and blurriness;
a view I’d experienced
more times than I’ll admit.
Life becomes surreal,
without form or feel,
while prone or kneel'd,
drowning in a vat,
a wooden sake 酒 vessel
of addiction to. . .
escape.
After a couple of times,
times one-hundred,
when dehydration
sledge hammers me
back
to a sober reality,
I’m up for air;
my head just above
the liquid line of
my self destruction.
And though in pain,
life appears clearer.
...
rippled daze and blurriness;
a view I’d experienced
more times than I’ll admit.
Life becomes surreal,
without form or feel,
while prone or kneel'd,
drowning in a vat,
a wooden sake 酒 vessel
of addiction to. . .
escape.
After a couple of times,
times one-hundred,
when dehydration
sledge hammers me
back
to a sober reality,
I’m up for air;
my head just above
the liquid line of
my self destruction.
And though in pain,
life appears clearer.
...
#addiction
#SelfDiscovery
#apathy
225 reads
2 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
12th Feb 2020 1:31am
12th Feb 2020 1:31am
I Bought a quality bottle of bourbon and another of vodka and then I gave up drinking for awhile
I like knowing the booze is there
For those moments when I need to chill out
Everyone has their vices
I got a comfy chair
A weighted whiskey glass
A martini glass that isn't too small
A man like me needs to be prepared
I charge everything on credit cards except booze
Liquor needs to be cash
Brings me back to my humble days
I need that
For those moments when I need to chill out
Everyone has their vices
I got a comfy chair
A weighted whiskey glass
A martini glass that isn't too small
A man like me needs to be prepared
I charge everything on credit cards except booze
Liquor needs to be cash
Brings me back to my humble days
I need that
#alcohol
91 reads
16 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2019 3:44pm
23rd Feb 2019 3:44pm
Red Queen
I toss and play
with the softness of
bluish that unravels
while I chase
losing itself among
the bed clothes
where I burrow and
follow
like Alice tumbling
into darkness
through
an endless tunnel
leaving bottles
in a row
with their red queen
to behead me
keeping guard
in a nightstand
reflection
in the water glass
handfuls of
nightmare in an
oil-slick rainbow
whose...
with the softness of
bluish that unravels
while I chase
losing itself among
the bed clothes
where I burrow and
follow
like Alice tumbling
into darkness
through
an endless tunnel
leaving bottles
in a row
with their red queen
to behead me
keeping guard
in a nightstand
reflection
in the water glass
handfuls of
nightmare in an
oil-slick rainbow
whose...
#drugs
#addiction
223 reads
13 Comments
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