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Under The Influence

OctoberArts
October
Fire of Insight
United States 6awards
Joined 14th Nov 2011
Forum Posts: 596

Poetry Contest

Write a poem about a time when you were Under The Influence.
Alcohol, Any Drug, Whatever it is that got you fucked up,
Write a poem about doing it, how it made you feel, and what happened.

You must somewhere in your poem say what you were on, dont leave me guessing
2 entry limit
Collabs are welcome
300 word limit (not changing)
Be creative and have fun with it

poet Anonymous

Alcoholic symphony

Let me sing you a liquor melody  
and If I were you, then you'd be me  
Oh, wouldn't you like to join this big ol' family  
and say three cheers to days gone by   
and lets get a little marinated  
and hated by each other, in blissful melancholy.   
 
What the hell did you say?  
Watch your tongue! Oh, but then the tears come,  
You're still my best friend right?  
Oh forget it, I know you think I'm scum  
the lowest of the belly sliding low.   
I know you want some, love.... So?  
 
I want you now, but maybe not tomorrow,  
no sorrow, just the moment, c'mon live for today  
you never know when it'll be taken away  
In which case, ah ok, just one more, twist my arm  
It works like a charm when you smile...  
I'll make it worth your while if you stay?  
 
The lights are blurring. My speeech ish slurrinng.  
 
Who's loving you, baby?


(The audio reading of this can be found here - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=suoofeIXuRQ&feature=youtube_gdata_player)



MrAlptraum
Mr A
Dangerous Mind
United Kingdom 17awards
Joined 24th Dec 2011
Forum Posts: 1878

"far gone but still there"


we'd congregate
'round stained shrines
send prayers in smoke to be answered
by a God of smiles, grins and
careless exhalation

too far gone for school
no motivation to work
lazy was a word not to defend
but endear
too far gone for school
too far gone

there was a girl
who'd accompany sometimes
when the sun was more frequent
adding to the lazy locomotives
as we'd pretend to be
smoke-filled respirators
just as mechanical

too cool to love, too stupid to be cool
but able to share a prayer together
and walk relaxed
through trees and patched air

too cool to love
not stupid enough not to

poet Anonymous

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poet Anonymous

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OctoberArts
October
Fire of Insight
United States 6awards
Joined 14th Nov 2011
Forum Posts: 596

Anonymous said:<< post removed >>

It does qualify and a great write if I say so myself.
Thankyou for sharing.

poet Anonymous

“Stickpins”
http://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/voodoo-doll_163.jpg
Just another day in paradise folks.
I gave up the toke, no joke.
Bombarded with apocalyptic news,
I’m drinking more booze instead.
Politicians ripping us off,
fortunes crumbling down,
not really astounded,
we’re all losing something.
Sadly, my head hurts badly.
Both ears ringing,
the fat lady is still singing,
I get cramps,
my joints ache,
I can’t fake a broken heart.
My wallet is empty,
bills keep piling up,
business sucks.
Insurance rates increasing,
skyrocketing food prices,
gasoline soaring,
just vices left now,
not too boring.
What the f'ck,
I wrecked my truck
after a few beers, or
was it red wine,
some  whiskey shooters?
Can’t really remember.
The steering went out,
I whacked the curb, hit a pine,
lost a tooth, that’s the truth.
Could have been worse,
ended up in a box,
six feet under.
Why whine, I did it.
It was quite disturbing,
cops threatened me with bodily harm,
charming and alarming.
Oh yea,
one son is getting a divorce,
the younger one
wants to have more fun,
at the expense of others.
I’m a great example.
Payback for my mortal sins.
Or, is there a
voodoo doll
out there with
my name on it,
sinking in
beer,
wine, and
whiskey,
full of stickpins?

rayheinrich
Death Plane for Teddy
Tyrant of Words
Canada 32awards
Joined 4th Dec 2009
Forum Posts: 4409


http://wordbiscuit.com/images/chick.jpg

         
           < elephant wings taste of non-existent chicken >
           
                  the taste of elephant wings
                  reminds me of
                  non-existent chicken
           
                  ----- "But, do you have chicken?"
           
                  we have no chicken
                  we have only
                  non-existent chicken
                  we have plenty of
                  non-existent chicken
           
                  ----- "This explains the scent of elephant wings;
                  -----  the hot, juicy, scent of elephant wings."
           
                  how many do you want?
           
                             - - -


drug: "Lunch-hour" DMT

HannahRose
Lost Thinker
United States 5awards
Joined 8th Aug 2012
Forum Posts: 34

TI'm BRAVE for never saying no,
And trying new things every day.
It's because I must experience it,
I can't learn from just what you say.

I'm HEARTBROKEN, for my love is sick,
His addiction is driving him mad.
I wonder if I'm just as doped,
Will I still be as sad?

I'm high right now, sweet snowflakes!
And no needles grazed my skin!
He held the pipe and twisted it,
I only had to breath in.

I'm HIGH on meth, it's curing me!
I no longer think to eat.
My mind is busy, thinking hard,
Much to hard to sleep.

I'm CALM because there's suddenly,
So much time to spare!
I'm asking lots of questions,
Because suddenly I CARE.

I'm FOCUSED on the task at hand,
I'll write that novel tonight!
I can sit still and let magic flow,
From now until dawn's early light.

I'm DIRTY though, I feel it,
Like thin plastic engulfing my skin.
My sweat smells sour, I'm NERVOUS,
That everyone can tell my dark sin.

I am SENSATIVE and MOODY,
As the days draw on and on and on,
But only until nightfall,
Then I'm ANIMATED FUN.

I'm INHUMAN to my lover now,
All respect is gone.
He calls me openly a TWEAKER.
"Get some sleep cunt, you're in the wrong."

In the night I am AWAKE,
Even if my eyes are closed.
Sometimes if my dreaming ceases,
I might steal a doze.

In the morning I am SICK,
And all I need is food.
But it all makes me want to puke,
Absolutely nothing sounds good.

The ZITS break out, I'm ugly,
And only from my first try?
I am supposed to drink some water,
Or else I'll STILL stay high??!

My stomach moans, my body creaks,
Everything on my body wants more.
My brain is SLOW and STUPID,
So I leave my wallet at the store.

I'm SOBER now, I have survived,
I get another day to choose.
Was it worth the painful yearn,
The pleasure of that first use?

lightbaron
Dangerous Mind
United States 15awards
Joined 19th Jan 2012
Forum Posts: 2374

Plan B
is methadone

or poetry







shaunda
Fire of Insight
United States 13awards
Joined 19th Sep 2012
Forum Posts: 261

Dance With Death

Painkiller. You come to me in so many ways, so many daze. I laud you as seconal, alcohol, phenobarbitol, mary jane and more.   So much more,  that I cannot possibly remember all the names given to you by the Empty ones.

But I, I call you painkiller. Tis your divine name and rightly so. As your smoothe lies slide down through my pain, tis your warmth I feel spreading through my veins- and with it  CALM.
Oh, the anticipation of all unwanted thoughts and memories gone as your warmth becomes a burning fire descending down to my soul.

Sweet painkiller, you are my only true friend. You are the God that I pray to. I feel your divine presence only moments after I call your name.

You give and you give and ask for nothing in return accept for my time and unwanted memories. Yet, I seem to give so much more than you ask.  Doesn't everyone. But I don't mind, I give freely.

Oh friend of mine, stay awhile. Wrap yourself round my breast and let me pay reverence to your silent murmurings.

Please never leave me. I say to you "soothe my weary soul, let me find solace in your warm arms until I sleep,  THE SLeep".

Stay with me and I will share with you all my dirty little secrets that can never be said aloud. The very same secrets that set my soul on fire as they burn through my body unreleased, gobble up my will and disease my mind.

You drop me swiftly into the sweet oblivion of the drugged. There is no other for me. You are lover and friend.With you, I find my world a safe place, a safeness that no other can give me. I surrender myself to your sacred keep. Please hide me in your eternal darkness.

I am yours painkiller. Take me all the way, way, away.


ricecake
Thought Provoker
2awards
Joined 20th Sep 2012
Forum Posts: 73

Cocaine mirror


In white powder
I exist,
a sniff into the past
IN 
Then I am the POWER
The powder
The powder
The powder
The powder
invincible,
seXual and 
a killer
IN
in the cocaine mirror 
ɹoɹɹıɯ ǝuıɐɔoɔ ǝɥʇ uı

ɹǝןןıʞ ɐ
 puɐ ןɐnxǝs
'ǝןqıɔuıʌuı
ɹǝpʍod ǝɥʇ
ɹǝpʍod ǝɥʇ
ɹǝpʍod ǝɥʇ
ɹǝpʍod ǝɥʇ
ɹǝʍod ǝɥʇ ɯɐ ı uǝɥʇ
 uı
ʇsɐd ǝɥʇ oʇuı ɟɟıus ɐ
'ʇsıxǝ ı
ɹǝpʍod ǝʇıɥʍ uı

storyfly
Lost Thinker
United States 8awards
Joined 12th July 2012
Forum Posts: 82

Destination Dreamland

I pop my pill
those beautiful little E's
Take me on an adventure
It's ecstasy.

The process is irreversible
there’s only one thing left to do
sit back and enjoy the ride.
Are you ready?
Going up
High above their clouded minds
Here my joy is multiplied
This is where I catch my breath
Can’t stop the music, can’t stop the vibe
spinning the world faster
Slowing maybe for only a moment
Before speeding up again.

Life is like a turntable
All the world's a stage
With the help of this little pill
Life has taken me away
And as the dj spins his magic spell
Everything bad get’s left in dust.

We all join on the dance floor
Glow sticks shine like the pulse of life
bass booms as our hearts beat as one
Thump, thump, thump
I can feel it in the dance floor
I'm not alone anymore.

We dance as one under the shining stars
no one can take this away
this is a celebration
of life, of love
here it comes the bass is moving me again
and as the music spins me around
all my worries just melt away
leaving only us.
ecstasy flows through me
can you feel it?
Just close your eyes
open your mind.

far away from judging eyes
they can't stop the music no matter what they say
we're all together anyway.

I dance until my legs give out
and sing until my voice has left with the fading stars
we dance in the morning
watching the beautiful sunrise absorb what is left of the darkness
and yet here we are
the night is gone.

storyfly
Lost Thinker
United States 8awards
Joined 12th July 2012
Forum Posts: 82

Acid Lullaby

somewhere over the rainbow I was high
there’s this land that I’ve been too
In my acid Lullaby.

Somewhere over the rainbow
skies are purple and blue
Place the Acid on my tongue
dreams really do come true.

Today I wake up in a trance
to find with acid my life’s enhanced
and watch troubles melt like ice cream cones
I’ll feel it deep within my bones
a wave of happiness flows over me
I've never before felt this free.

just then over the rainbow
bluebirds fly
I reach up to grab their wings
and they help me taste the sky.

They put me down safe on land
a beautiful women
is there on the sand
she whispers her song
with no one to hear
she’s calming my mind
there’s nothing to fear.


Beautiful dreamer
come trip out with me
starlight and dew drops
Just watch and you’ll see
Sounds of the real world
all fade away
led by the moonlight they’ll all have decayed.

Beautiful dreamer
queen of my song
please grab my hand
this won't take too long
here you can sit
and rest by the stream
and be apart of my
acid dream.

laceyspacey
Fire of Insight
United States 10awards
Joined 29th May 2012
Forum Posts: 711

The Special Stuff

I remember she said I could fly
She said go ahead
So I took the blueish gray orb
And I tired.

They all took off around me
But the ground beneath me
Turned to jelly
And I sunk in.
This is the moment it hit me
She lied.

I suffocated in the sweetness
Spewing the smoke out of my mouth
Like I couldn't hold my guts in.
I collapsed before them
But they didn't find my body
Until they finally came back down
The next day.
I saw them dancing above me
All night.
They laughed with funny faces
I saw the tips of their hair and fingers
Leaving behind funny traces
From where they had just been.

Now I am forever stained with their filth
They will always remember me as
The girl who couldn't lift off
That couldn't kick her feet off the ground
Couldn't feel the fuzzy galore
Of everlasting sensations of intoxicated perfection.

I guess even hard drugs
Like meth
Can't take me there.

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