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
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
5th Dec 2024 6:55pm
5th Dec 2024 6:55pm
Drugged Up & Ready To Die
Your mouth says one thing
But the drugs say another
Why don't you sober up
And spend more time with your lover
The milky way is vast
Search for wisdom or hang yourself to dry
You should have pity on your soul
Pull the pins out from your eyes
The candle blows out
May the sky burn up in smoke
You give everyone an ulcer
Such an asshole, such a joke
Say cheese scumbag
You were once loved but now we all hate
I'd love to cut the disease out of you
Have you thought about your fate?
But the drugs say another
Why don't you sober up
And spend more time with your lover
The milky way is vast
Search for wisdom or hang yourself to dry
You should have pity on your soul
Pull the pins out from your eyes
The candle blows out
May the sky burn up in smoke
You give everyone an ulcer
Such an asshole, such a joke
Say cheese scumbag
You were once loved but now we all hate
I'd love to cut the disease out of you
Have you thought about your fate?
#addiction
#anger
#disappointment
#drugs
#SelfHarm
102 reads
8 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
204 reads
21 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2023 4:26pm
3rd Mar 2023 4:26pm
demon kin
in my depths I drown
the darkness acquainted with my soul glower
it had a child of gentleness in its mix
sewing seeds of kindness and respect
the demons weren't used to this
they were accustomed to commands
I showed them love and they respond
telling me of their fears and worries
teaching me their sacred language and traditions
no one cares about demons
they are fearsome creatures
but they have dreams too
and some don't like torturing humans,
living secondhanded lives
they are an ancient culture
one...
the darkness acquainted with my soul glower
it had a child of gentleness in its mix
sewing seeds of kindness and respect
the demons weren't used to this
they were accustomed to commands
I showed them love and they respond
telling me of their fears and worries
teaching me their sacred language and traditions
no one cares about demons
they are fearsome creatures
but they have dreams too
and some don't like torturing humans,
living secondhanded lives
they are an ancient culture
one...
#love
#dark
315 reads
7 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
24th Jun 2024 3:39pm
24th Jun 2024 3:39pm
lethal libations
it was an Old Fashioned romance
...with a Spritz & a twist
a Royal Affair of epic proportions
poor Suffering Bastard in his Tuxedo
& the Platinum Blonde draped in scarlet satin
she...slipping into her Spicy Fifty years
flashing Dark & Stormy eyes
with a backdrop of Hurricane skies
him...looking for the Golden Dream
Damn the Weather & its threats
they tangoed...hello being the Last Word said
setting fire to the night like a Flaming Volcano
she...with her Angel Face & lethal Stinger
lured...
...with a Spritz & a twist
a Royal Affair of epic proportions
poor Suffering Bastard in his Tuxedo
& the Platinum Blonde draped in scarlet satin
she...slipping into her Spicy Fifty years
flashing Dark & Stormy eyes
with a backdrop of Hurricane skies
him...looking for the Golden Dream
Damn the Weather & its threats
they tangoed...hello being the Last Word said
setting fire to the night like a Flaming Volcano
she...with her Angel Face & lethal Stinger
lured...
#alcohol
#lust
#sex
226 reads
8 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
445 reads
16 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
15th Sep 2023 3:23am
15th Sep 2023 3:23am
THE REALITY OF SOMEONE'S LIFE
Hello there it's me again🙏📿🪷 the shaman 👁️👁️ I just wanted to share something important with you🤔...I wanna talk about something different for a change🤨yeah some of you out, there yes somewhere in another world less traveled in the underground of the underbelly of society🙈🙉🙊...I wanna see how many of us have a family member or a friend. WHO has falling through the cracks of society, yet caught up in a way different then we could ever dream🤨 FOR I'm talking about drugs and alcohol and cocaine...
#depression
#addiction
#MentalHealth
#nightmares
#StreamOfConsciousness
246 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
123 reads
30 Comments
TheOralizer
Poem Published
1st Apr 2024 11:06pm
1st Apr 2024 11:06pm
APRIL FOOLED ME
#sex
#erotic
#sensual
#bisexual
#temptation
198 reads
17 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
379 reads
14 Comments
Billy_Snagg
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
#marijuana
#SelfDiscovery
#drugs
1485 reads
25 Comments
RyanBlackborough
Poem Published
9th Sep 2024 9:05pm
9th Sep 2024 9:05pm
Pin cushion
Success is drawing blood.
Follow in my tracks.
There's no rush.
I'm not missing.
Just off the straight and narrow.
Open to facilitate.
Steadfast to invigorate.
There are drawbacks
But I take the plunge.
Time passed as pastime.
Days blend differently.
Its not my daily grind.
But it helps to get by.
Follow in my tracks.
There's no rush.
I'm not missing.
Just off the straight and narrow.
Open to facilitate.
Steadfast to invigorate.
There are drawbacks
But I take the plunge.
Time passed as pastime.
Days blend differently.
Its not my daily grind.
But it helps to get by.
#drugs
201 reads
8 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
68 reads
4 Comments
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