Poems about Alcohol
#alcohol
Poetry about alcohol includes poems about enjoying a drink and being drunk. You'll also find poems about the dark side of alcohol, including poetry about alcohol addiction and being an alcoholic.
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:36pm
Yesterday 4:36pm
The Power To Be A Broken Power Dancing Naked in Ridicule
(a real-time research project as to basic human chemistry)
The metronome broke upon
falling to the floor.
Rhythm no more.
Rhythm no more.
"Rhythm no more"
How can that trans'late to be heard
as symbolic of anomalic heart, and
the evolution to death it brings?
Anomaly Anomaly, an old sick man naked,
isolation jailed, dried piss coated floor.
Make him dance the urine foot strut.
This was their take on "Infirmary" treatment
of senior citizen first offenders. Naked in ...
The metronome broke upon
falling to the floor.
Rhythm no more.
Rhythm no more.
"Rhythm no more"
How can that trans'late to be heard
as symbolic of anomalic heart, and
the evolution to death it brings?
Anomaly Anomaly, an old sick man naked,
isolation jailed, dried piss coated floor.
Make him dance the urine foot strut.
This was their take on "Infirmary" treatment
of senior citizen first offenders. Naked in ...
#death
#music
#alcohol
#shame
#dance
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Taurek
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:43am
Yesterday 5:43am
Lazy Day Slumber
Cheap pleasures,
A television show that
Isn’t completely
Terrible,
Gluten-free booze that
Slims you, or discovering
Some illicit clip that
Makes you cum harder
Than you could just
Three weeks ago
I am a lazy man, hard
Work only brought me
To the end of a
Stupid task, of which
There’d be many
Many more
But someone had to
Have something figured
Out somewhere, right?
Completely blitzed when
They ask me my
Opinion
And I never give
It to them
...
A television show that
Isn’t completely
Terrible,
Gluten-free booze that
Slims you, or discovering
Some illicit clip that
Makes you cum harder
Than you could just
Three weeks ago
I am a lazy man, hard
Work only brought me
To the end of a
Stupid task, of which
There’d be many
Many more
But someone had to
Have something figured
Out somewhere, right?
Completely blitzed when
They ask me my
Opinion
And I never give
It to them
...
#porn
#alcohol
#TimeHeals
#sleep
#wisdom
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2 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
18th Sep 2019 8:48pm
18th Sep 2019 8:48pm
Myyupdadas (Guillaume Apollinaire came to dinner yestereve)
Unlearned
Unprincipled
unused,
like like like,
can you quantify a billion years?
or
(let's keep it simple), how's'bout just a million?
all the canon-fodder warriors, dressed in flora, stalking fauna,
wimper'ing how Bloodsport ain't so good like it used to be, when
men were Real Men
men were real
men were..............
What are these men? These want-to-be Sharks
(Too much...
Unprincipled
unused,
like like like,
can you quantify a billion years?
or
(let's keep it simple), how's'bout just a million?
all the canon-fodder warriors, dressed in flora, stalking fauna,
wimper'ing how Bloodsport ain't so good like it used to be, when
men were Real Men
men were real
men were..............
What are these men? These want-to-be Sharks
(Too much...
#anxiety
#alcohol
#bees
#admiration
#FeelingTrapped
30 reads
9 Comments
Kaleidoscope_Heart
Poem Published
16th Sep 2019 4:17am
16th Sep 2019 4:17am
Justified Drunk
Self sedation is both soothing and dangerous.
If all of it is poison, then is it so wrong to just pick one?
We are all temporary.
We are all terminal.
Time is never a guarantee.
We are always so pretentious to assume we will only die from an illness that results from our bad choices....
But what about accidents? What about nature?
What about something as terrifying as an object falling from the sky?
A simple, accident. No evil, no misguided action. Death was simply a result of time and place. It was that...
If all of it is poison, then is it so wrong to just pick one?
We are all temporary.
We are all terminal.
Time is never a guarantee.
We are always so pretentious to assume we will only die from an illness that results from our bad choices....
But what about accidents? What about nature?
What about something as terrifying as an object falling from the sky?
A simple, accident. No evil, no misguided action. Death was simply a result of time and place. It was that...
#alcohol
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1 Comment
Razzerleaf
Poem Published
16th Sep 2019 00:05am
16th Sep 2019 00:05am
Too drunk to drown us
Angry as a tasered tiger
setting fires with staggered steps,
the thunder of each stampede
sends the birds out from the trees .
Flames hang like sharp teeth
weals redden in the heat,
belt buckled and melted
we age before his drunken sleep.
At last the sun rises tangerine,
rapids reach the rivers bend.
As light returns across the leaves
we slip like otters into streams.
setting fires with staggered steps,
the thunder of each stampede
sends the birds out from the trees .
Flames hang like sharp teeth
weals redden in the heat,
belt buckled and melted
we age before his drunken sleep.
At last the sun rises tangerine,
rapids reach the rivers bend.
As light returns across the leaves
we slip like otters into streams.
#bullying
#alcohol
#addiction #DomesticViolence
#addiction #DomesticViolence
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poetryaccident
Poem Published
15th Sep 2019 3:53am
15th Sep 2019 3:53am
Paused a Day
Medication paused a day
the balm of urge then delayed
with a will to live without
if only for the briefest time
until the need comes again
sight unseen to other folks
yet more present than concerns
voiced for the abstinence
when that fix to ease the pain
sometimes a scratch or bloody gash
demands more than platitudes
even as they fill the void
between damnation and relief
the intermission feeds a hope
somewhere past the curative
is a life of more control.
© 2019. Sean Green. All Rights...
the balm of urge then delayed
with a will to live without
if only for the briefest time
until the need comes again
sight unseen to other folks
yet more present than concerns
voiced for the abstinence
when that fix to ease the pain
sometimes a scratch or bloody gash
demands more than platitudes
even as they fill the void
between damnation and relief
the intermission feeds a hope
somewhere past the curative
is a life of more control.
© 2019. Sean Green. All Rights...
#alcohol
#drugs
#addiction #temptation
#addiction #temptation
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Taurek
Poem Published
14th Sep 2019 6:42am
14th Sep 2019 6:42am
Wanker’s Inn
He plopped out of
The womb and promptly
Drank himself to death
He was found in a
Rubble of used JUUL
Pods and wet cigarettes
Vodka bottles and
Opioids in my
Teacup
DNA samples that
Didn’t match the
Suspect
I think God is the
Best opiate
Fingers that fell
Sick before they
Could actually
Touch it
Weep because you
Got another violator
Off the street
Telling your story to
Someone that finally
Understands
I am decrepit
...
The womb and promptly
Drank himself to death
He was found in a
Rubble of used JUUL
Pods and wet cigarettes
Vodka bottles and
Opioids in my
Teacup
DNA samples that
Didn’t match the
Suspect
I think God is the
Best opiate
Fingers that fell
Sick before they
Could actually
Touch it
Weep because you
Got another violator
Off the street
Telling your story to
Someone that finally
Understands
I am decrepit
...
#death
#God
#alcohol
#drugs
#tobacco
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2 Comments
PlaydateWithFire
Poem Published
13th Sep 2019 7:33pm
13th Sep 2019 7:33pm
Chocolate strawberries taste like vanilla.
I ate steak with a salad fork.
Played a guitar that was out of tune.
Pushed cat as the new pork.
Had fake sex with Mama June.
Got drunk drinkin' squirrel piss.
Looked blue until I turned red.
Stupid as a dose of bliss.
Never listened to a word you said.
Fell ill gargling barbed wire.
Always leave my hand in the fire.
Saw a shooting star in the loo.
Wrestling with a number two.
Trying to live a longer life.
Cut the yard with a butter knife.
Just as silly as you think.
Shouldn't poet when you drink. ...
Played a guitar that was out of tune.
Pushed cat as the new pork.
Had fake sex with Mama June.
Got drunk drinkin' squirrel piss.
Looked blue until I turned red.
Stupid as a dose of bliss.
Never listened to a word you said.
Fell ill gargling barbed wire.
Always leave my hand in the fire.
Saw a shooting star in the loo.
Wrestling with a number two.
Trying to live a longer life.
Cut the yard with a butter knife.
Just as silly as you think.
Shouldn't poet when you drink. ...
#alcohol
40 reads
6 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
11th Sep 2019 2:10pm
11th Sep 2019 2:10pm
Defiled
#sex
#erotic
#alcohol #dirty
#alcohol #dirty
258 reads
6 Comments
FallenAngle
Poem Published
10th Sep 2019 00:12am
10th Sep 2019 00:12am
Sabotage
I've started talking to the shadows in my mind
we've all got a dark side but I try to bury mine
go into myself because it's the only place I can hide
every step I take feels like I'm dying
wonder how God sees me will he save me
or has the Devil claimed me for his own?
I wear my mask with shame
everybody has a secret they won't ever speak
my narcissism and my depression are at war
too good to die but unworthy to live
I've grown up living half alive
I speak of truth but I'm naught but a liar
backed up into a corner and I don't fight,...
we've all got a dark side but I try to bury mine
go into myself because it's the only place I can hide
every step I take feels like I'm dying
wonder how God sees me will he save me
or has the Devil claimed me for his own?
I wear my mask with shame
everybody has a secret they won't ever speak
my narcissism and my depression are at war
too good to die but unworthy to live
I've grown up living half alive
I speak of truth but I'm naught but a liar
backed up into a corner and I don't fight,...
#depression
#loneliness
#SelfHarm
#alcohol
#addiction
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Taurek
Poem Published
7th Sep 2019 6:16am
7th Sep 2019 6:16am
The Typist
You’re the dirt
Beneath my
Feet, my question
Is, how did you
Get there?
They’re not
Going to say
Anything
Interesting or
Unique, they’re
Going to parrot
The talking points
Of complete
Dullards
Being from New
York doesn’t make
You famous, but the
Folk from the small
Seaside town you
Moved to will beg
To differ
The artist sits
Alone and
Drinks
These so-called
Paragons of
Virtue were
Not it, and if
You...
Beneath my
Feet, my question
Is, how did you
Get there?
They’re not
Going to say
Anything
Interesting or
Unique, they’re
Going to parrot
The talking points
Of complete
Dullards
Being from New
York doesn’t make
You famous, but the
Folk from the small
Seaside town you
Moved to will beg
To differ
The artist sits
Alone and
Drinks
These so-called
Paragons of
Virtue were
Not it, and if
You...
#alcohol
#honesty
#PopCulture
#dirty
#boredom
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Taurek
Poem Published
4th Sep 2019 6:01am
4th Sep 2019 6:01am
A Good Southern Boy
That piss could be digital
You didn’t ask me to do
This, but I hate you, so
What do you think
I did?
The pain will never
Be relieved in this
Lifetime, but there
Finally is a
Solution
I drink again
Tonight because
It is ingrained, it
Is habitual, and
It will never
End
I went to a new
Place today for
Lunch and ordered
A chicken sandwich
It was served on a
Croissant with a
Side of potato
Salad and Cool
Ranch Doritos
It was delicious, but
Now...
You didn’t ask me to do
This, but I hate you, so
What do you think
I did?
The pain will never
Be relieved in this
Lifetime, but there
Finally is a
Solution
I drink again
Tonight because
It is ingrained, it
Is habitual, and
It will never
End
I went to a new
Place today for
Lunch and ordered
A chicken sandwich
It was served on a
Croissant with a
Side of potato
Salad and Cool
Ranch Doritos
It was delicious, but
Now...
#death
#alcohol
#TruthOfLife
#suffering
#SelfWorth
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