Poems About Alcohol Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about alcohol seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
It's Funny
It's funny
I have cider, and red wine
Both collecting dust
But whenever i have mead in the house
Drink it i Must!
It's funny
I don't like honey
In drinks, or on toast
I love it in a pewter goblet
Or a glass at most
It's funny
That i love smoking weed
When drinking mead
That they happen to rhyme
Is a little sublime
It's funny
I imagine a dinosaur
Would find me quite a delight
Full basted in herbs, and honey
I'm sure i'd make a delicious bite!
It's funny
You see ...
I have cider, and red wine
Both collecting dust
But whenever i have mead in the house
Drink it i Must!
It's funny
I don't like honey
In drinks, or on toast
I love it in a pewter goblet
Or a glass at most
It's funny
That i love smoking weed
When drinking mead
That they happen to rhyme
Is a little sublime
It's funny
I imagine a dinosaur
Would find me quite a delight
Full basted in herbs, and honey
I'm sure i'd make a delicious bite!
It's funny
You see ...
#alcohol
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#marijuana
#satirical
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Broken soul
Exiled into darkness
Imprisoned inside myself
Hollow heart where
No light is left
I guess it's for the best
I'm not giving up, I'm giving in
Now it's time to retreat
To the devil that lies within
Watch myself decay
With noone to save me now
No more rules or laws
No more breaking useless vows
I'll just slip quietly away
Noone to notice or care
A broken soul
Lying withered and bare
Imprisoned inside myself
Hollow heart where
No light is left
I guess it's for the best
I'm not giving up, I'm giving in
Now it's time to retreat
To the devil that lies within
Watch myself decay
With noone to save me now
No more rules or laws
No more breaking useless vows
I'll just slip quietly away
Noone to notice or care
A broken soul
Lying withered and bare
#addiction
#alcohol
#despair
#emptiness
#sadness
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blood and ink/monster and poet 2
don't pretend
pretty words could wash the blood
from your hands
like they could erase the rage
and the moments you chose violence
to feel somethin
to prove that
you weren't fuckin empty
yes…there are echos here
where anger sometimes lives
but…
shut up…
how bout the mirror
that you shattered
just to feel the sting
of broken glass
how bout the way
you'd scream into pillows
tryin to drown out
the sounds in your head
how bout the ways
you would beg darkness
to swallow you ...
pretty words could wash the blood
from your hands
like they could erase the rage
and the moments you chose violence
to feel somethin
to prove that
you weren't fuckin empty
yes…there are echos here
where anger sometimes lives
but…
shut up…
how bout the mirror
that you shattered
just to feel the sting
of broken glass
how bout the way
you'd scream into pillows
tryin to drown out
the sounds in your head
how bout the ways
you would beg darkness
to swallow you ...
#addiction
#alcohol
#healing #PersonalGrowth
#healing #PersonalGrowth
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whiskey’s ghost
I remember you
my enemy
my confidant
your call from the bottom of empty bottles
in the clink of ice against glass
you whisper in moments of weakness
your melody competin with newfound harmonies
your absence a wound
slowly healin
as long as I remember
not to fill it with salt
formin scars of resilience
tender to the touch of temptation
your voice is fadin…
a ghost in the midst
of a thousand relapse dreams
where I wake with the taste of guilt
and almost mistakes on my tongue
moments of clarity run...
my enemy
my confidant
your call from the bottom of empty bottles
in the clink of ice against glass
you whisper in moments of weakness
your melody competin with newfound harmonies
your absence a wound
slowly healin
as long as I remember
not to fill it with salt
formin scars of resilience
tender to the touch of temptation
your voice is fadin…
a ghost in the midst
of a thousand relapse dreams
where I wake with the taste of guilt
and almost mistakes on my tongue
moments of clarity run...
#addiction
#alcohol
#healing #MentalHealth
#healing #MentalHealth
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tempo rubato kinda life
my mind speaks in accidentals
sharp where it should be natural
flat when it needs to rise
most nights I swallowed stars
just so I could piss lightnin
and split the earth open
rushin toward dawn
I’ve birthed symphonies in dive bar shadows
bled fragments of masterpieces
into empty glasses
under the spotlight of neon signs
I’ve conducted electricity thru concrete
caused the world to vibrate in perfect pitch…
every thought
every idea
cuttin crescendos thru the air
I’ve descended into scales of minor keys ...
sharp where it should be natural
flat when it needs to rise
most nights I swallowed stars
just so I could piss lightnin
and split the earth open
rushin toward dawn
I’ve birthed symphonies in dive bar shadows
bled fragments of masterpieces
into empty glasses
under the spotlight of neon signs
I’ve conducted electricity thru concrete
caused the world to vibrate in perfect pitch…
every thought
every idea
cuttin crescendos thru the air
I’ve descended into scales of minor keys ...
#addiction
#alcohol
#bipolar
#healing
#MentalHealth
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first ones to die
we’re the first ones to live
burnin bright in a world
of dim and muted colors
we’ve danced on power lines
tasted light from heaven
in summer storms
to wake lost and cold
in winter’s gutters
our bones heavy with fire and lead
we soar higher
sink deeper
always first in line
to find the poison in the air
empty bottles litter our path
breadcrumbs leadin nowhere
the universe’s favorite lab rats
white coats take note
tablet filled bottles of temporary grace
tryin to stop us from catchin fire
we wake on...
burnin bright in a world
of dim and muted colors
we’ve danced on power lines
tasted light from heaven
in summer storms
to wake lost and cold
in winter’s gutters
our bones heavy with fire and lead
we soar higher
sink deeper
always first in line
to find the poison in the air
empty bottles litter our path
breadcrumbs leadin nowhere
the universe’s favorite lab rats
white coats take note
tablet filled bottles of temporary grace
tryin to stop us from catchin fire
we wake on...
#alcohol
#healing
#MentalHealth
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3 Comments
blood and ink/monster and poet
I remember what you did
in all those nameless bars
shakin…sweatin…
thru another blackout sunrise
remember how steady your hands were
pourin shots while she packed
while she walked out
and took the kids
but do you remember moonlight
and how it danced across broken glass
how you watched dawn paint gold
across your wreckage
felt the touch of sunlight
and how it could turn shame into resurrection?
I remember when
you’d trade one darkness for another
when you found new warm bodies
to numb the cold ...
in all those nameless bars
shakin…sweatin…
thru another blackout sunrise
remember how steady your hands were
pourin shots while she packed
while she walked out
and took the kids
but do you remember moonlight
and how it danced across broken glass
how you watched dawn paint gold
across your wreckage
felt the touch of sunlight
and how it could turn shame into resurrection?
I remember when
you’d trade one darkness for another
when you found new warm bodies
to numb the cold ...
#addiction
#alcohol
#bipolar
#healing
#PersonalGrowth
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Belief
Belief was a dream
I lost it all
Last night
Stood by and watched
As it all
Withered and died
I don't even believe myself
I'm not giving in
I'm giving up
Tired of living a lie
Sick of my life
I've had enough
Used to see the light
Now everything
Is cold and grey
Used to feel free
Now I have
Nothing to say
I wished for dreams
That forever turned
Into nightmares
Changing me into
A saddened joke
And pitiful liar
So take my...
I lost it all
Last night
Stood by and watched
As it all
Withered and died
I don't even believe myself
I'm not giving in
I'm giving up
Tired of living a lie
Sick of my life
I've had enough
Used to see the light
Now everything
Is cold and grey
Used to feel free
Now I have
Nothing to say
I wished for dreams
That forever turned
Into nightmares
Changing me into
A saddened joke
And pitiful liar
So take my...
#addiction
#alcohol
#disappointment
#frustration
#temptation
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2 Comments
Prisoner
Swallowed by shadows
Crawling blindly
Looking for help
Regrets remain
Clear in my brain
Remember myself
And miss myself
Before enslavement
Buried my testament
Is this how it ends?
Howling humiliation
Strangles hope
Vices victorious
Over a beaten soul
God help me
Yours truly,
Poisoned prisoner
Crawling blindly
Looking for help
Regrets remain
Clear in my brain
Remember myself
And miss myself
Before enslavement
Buried my testament
Is this how it ends?
Howling humiliation
Strangles hope
Vices victorious
Over a beaten soul
God help me
Yours truly,
Poisoned prisoner
#addiction
#alcohol
#depression
#drugs
#temptation
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Campfire
I’m deep in a draught
Of High West Campfire,
Breathing deep,
Seeing new,
And
Just between me and you,
I don’t dare sleep,
Tiptoeing the high wire,
Awaiting the inevitable crash.
Of High West Campfire,
Breathing deep,
Seeing new,
And
Just between me and you,
I don’t dare sleep,
Tiptoeing the high wire,
Awaiting the inevitable crash.
#alcohol
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1 Comment
The Mead Dame (5-7-5)
Am
a
dam
mad
dame
Mead
made
me
meadium
rare
Not
meadiocre!
by Jemia
a
dam
mad
dame
Mead
made
me
meadium
rare
Not
meadiocre!
by Jemia
#alcohol
#LifeAsAWriter
#philosophical #satirical
#philosophical #satirical
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Scotch
Two fingers of Scotch
Hits better
Than five of yours
Ever did
Hits better
Than five of yours
Ever did
#addiction
#alcohol
#SelfWorth
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DU Poetry : Poems About Alcohol Seeking Friendly Advice