Poems About Alcohol Seeking Honest Critique
#alcohol
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#addiction
Poems about alcohol seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Naajir
Poem Published
12th Oct 2024 11:24am
12th Oct 2024 11:24am
My Muse Is A Bitch And A Half
....fuck
.......She's my after party
My prerequisite..
Exquisite...
The Menage to my Trois
Inserting Her 3rd party interest
......whenever I deep fuck my woman
Tonight, let's call her
Oceana
....as I channel and surf...we're territorial over our turf
Poor girl can't even explain
...why she orgasms so hard and frequent
..cuz Eye use my Muse as my cheat code
quid pro quo...she uses my dick as Her Avatar
...Her...
.......She's my after party
My prerequisite..
Exquisite...
The Menage to my Trois
Inserting Her 3rd party interest
......whenever I deep fuck my woman
Tonight, let's call her
Oceana
....as I channel and surf...we're territorial over our turf
Poor girl can't even explain
...why she orgasms so hard and frequent
..cuz Eye use my Muse as my cheat code
quid pro quo...she uses my dick as Her Avatar
...Her...
#erotic
#MyInspiration
#threesome #alcohol
#threesome #alcohol
298 reads
4 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
9th Oct 2024 00:22am
9th Oct 2024 00:22am
time! ladies and gents ..!
old bloke in the pub watches a
young couple arguing violently at a table
near the door marked ‘toilets’.
the pair of young shits,
he smiles to himself, can’t they see
it’s a sign.
they really need to go ..
young couple arguing violently at a table
near the door marked ‘toilets’.
the pair of young shits,
he smiles to himself, can’t they see
it’s a sign.
they really need to go ..
#alcohol
#relationships
70 reads
4 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
6th Oct 2024 1:59am
6th Oct 2024 1:59am
Hymn for the Plastered
Hymn for the Plastered
I’m a drunk I’m trying to be a dad
Sit n stew get drunk before work
Hoping that these 8 hours wear off
Forgetting I have children looking at a lost father
Wake up in the sins that I deliver
Toss and turn my hip my shoulder are tender
I’m a drunk just like my father who I swear I would never be
I wish I wasn’t writing this but this is who I am
So I follow in the footsteps of my father
Trying to be a real dad
But everywhere I turn I go back to sin ...
I’m a drunk I’m trying to be a dad
Sit n stew get drunk before work
Hoping that these 8 hours wear off
Forgetting I have children looking at a lost father
Wake up in the sins that I deliver
Toss and turn my hip my shoulder are tender
I’m a drunk just like my father who I swear I would never be
I wish I wasn’t writing this but this is who I am
So I follow in the footsteps of my father
Trying to be a real dad
But everywhere I turn I go back to sin ...
#addiction
#alcohol
#hate #shame
#hate #shame
68 reads
0 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
4th Oct 2024 11:46pm
4th Oct 2024 11:46pm
raining
publican: you’ve had
enough,
go home.
bloke in the pub:
but it’s raining, I’ll stay here,
if it’s all the same
to you
I’m just a drunk,
but to my wife
I’m far worse than that
isn’t all,
it’s pouring
out there and
as for pouring, pour one
for yourself ..
enough,
go home.
bloke in the pub:
but it’s raining, I’ll stay here,
if it’s all the same
to you
I’m just a drunk,
but to my wife
I’m far worse than that
isn’t all,
it’s pouring
out there and
as for pouring, pour one
for yourself ..
#alcohol
#fiction
#rain
74 reads
2 Comments
Whackytraveler
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2024 2:57pm
2nd Oct 2024 2:57pm
Wine in the mountains
The bittersweet taste on my tongue
I continue on
Drinking my glass
As I bask
In the sunlight
The sun hits the mountain tips
A whole new kind of bliss
While my heart belongs to the sea
This is also quite pretty
I walked
And saw the evergreen trees
And aspen leaves
Yellow and green
What a dream
I continue on
Drinking my glass
As I bask
In the sunlight
The sun hits the mountain tips
A whole new kind of bliss
While my heart belongs to the sea
This is also quite pretty
I walked
And saw the evergreen trees
And aspen leaves
Yellow and green
What a dream
#alcohol
#fall
#forest #mountains
#forest #mountains
97 reads
2 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
1st Oct 2024 9:16pm
1st Oct 2024 9:16pm
Idea Alcohol
Idea alcohol
Sip some of this
Let your dreams run real
Step away go cold turkey
Feels so good in yer bones
But my mind is full of blanks
Know what I have to do
Creep back in the bottle
Gives me thoughts deep down
The solution is idea alcohol
What to do I’ve got kids too
Should stay away from Taylor’s Port
But my dreams die from a withering vine
Go in kiss the leprechaun
Just enough for a song to come out
The idea is alcohol but the seeds form from
A brain with a...
Sip some of this
Let your dreams run real
Step away go cold turkey
Feels so good in yer bones
But my mind is full of blanks
Know what I have to do
Creep back in the bottle
Gives me thoughts deep down
The solution is idea alcohol
What to do I’ve got kids too
Should stay away from Taylor’s Port
But my dreams die from a withering vine
Go in kiss the leprechaun
Just enough for a song to come out
The idea is alcohol but the seeds form from
A brain with a...
#alcohol
#inspirational
#LifeAsAWriter
88 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
1st Oct 2024 11:26am
1st Oct 2024 11:26am
Friends let friends drive drunk
They were friends since childhood
They lived a few doors down from one another in a lower middle class neighborhood
They were inseparable
Once or twice they got into a fight
But by the next day they would make up
They went through grade school together
Middle school and High school
They graduated the same year
A year after graduation, the two boys attended a party
Around 1:30 am they were both leaving the party obliterated
They drove together in the same car
They lived about 20 minutes away from their homes
They were about 5 blocks...
They lived a few doors down from one another in a lower middle class neighborhood
They were inseparable
Once or twice they got into a fight
But by the next day they would make up
They went through grade school together
Middle school and High school
They graduated the same year
A year after graduation, the two boys attended a party
Around 1:30 am they were both leaving the party obliterated
They drove together in the same car
They lived about 20 minutes away from their homes
They were about 5 blocks...
#alcohol
#cars
#death
#friendship
#ignorance
81 reads
10 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
30th Sep 2024 3:00pm
30th Sep 2024 3:00pm
One Result Of Last Night's Wild House Party
Katalina woke up so hungover.
She found herself naked on the sofa.
Zayden's sleeping on the floor.
She found herself naked on the sofa.
Zayden's sleeping on the floor.
#alcohol
#fiction
#friendship
#home
#sex
148 reads
0 Comments
UbiquitousVoid
Poem Published
30th Sep 2024 9:19am
30th Sep 2024 9:19am
AMMUNITION
Glass engraved, lips brush
Flesh, blood, drank too much
Fit me like a glove
Sipped me just enough
We struggle to move past our regrets
And find we can't live with our present
I'm sorry that I never forgive
Plucked bud, withered love
Hands burned, gave the sun
Held me like none could
Asked if it felt good
We told each other we could escape
And now we can't remember the place
I hate that everything looks the same
Now
So I'll stay until the morning comes
There's nowhere...
Flesh, blood, drank too much
Fit me like a glove
Sipped me just enough
We struggle to move past our regrets
And find we can't live with our present
I'm sorry that I never forgive
Plucked bud, withered love
Hands burned, gave the sun
Held me like none could
Asked if it felt good
We told each other we could escape
And now we can't remember the place
I hate that everything looks the same
Now
So I'll stay until the morning comes
There's nowhere...
#alcohol
#drugs
#sex
193 reads
2 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
28th Sep 2024 00:30am
28th Sep 2024 00:30am
old bloke in the pub
an antiquarian, with such a thirst,
or possibly a hunger, for the
collection of objects from the
past
few years
haven’t been
easy
for you to say
get a proper job, but
if you give me a cup of tea and a
bag of chips I’ll tell you all about the origins
of the legend of robin hood ..
or possibly a hunger, for the
collection of objects from the
past
few years
haven’t been
easy
for you to say
get a proper job, but
if you give me a cup of tea and a
bag of chips I’ll tell you all about the origins
of the legend of robin hood ..
#alcohol
#tradition
98 reads
0 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
25th Sep 2024 12:09pm
25th Sep 2024 12:09pm
Blonde Velvet Crush
Blond velvet crush
Nothing like a woman
Who can slay the dragon
Then lay down like a Maiden
Curls of the Sun with some lush lips
Pics up her axe and slays the crowd
Let’s her hair down
In a rock n roll underground
Slow it down take in everything
Baking cakes in an easy bake oven
Head is spinning
Ears are ringing
Getting lost in the skirt of this young lady
Slow it down watch everyone
Just staring on taking videos
As I watch my blond velvet crush
In a mosh pit
...
Nothing like a woman
Who can slay the dragon
Then lay down like a Maiden
Curls of the Sun with some lush lips
Pics up her axe and slays the crowd
Let’s her hair down
In a rock n roll underground
Slow it down take in everything
Baking cakes in an easy bake oven
Head is spinning
Ears are ringing
Getting lost in the skirt of this young lady
Slow it down watch everyone
Just staring on taking videos
As I watch my blond velvet crush
In a mosh pit
...
#alcohol
#city
#passion #seductive
#passion #seductive
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0 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
24th Sep 2024 11:27pm
24th Sep 2024 11:27pm
Ease of Autumn
In Hills where the mist meets the gold of the trees
Lived a Bavarian lord, with a heart set at ease
The chill of the autumn had kissed the bright land
And the fruits of the season were ripe by his hand
His manor stood high, with its windows aglow
Scent of the harvest crept soft through the snow
The vineyards hung heavy, the apples were sweet
The fields rich with pumpkins lay under his feet
With a laugh in his throat and his stein raised high
He welcomed the dusk, under crisp autumn sky
His dunkel was poured, dark and full...
Lived a Bavarian lord, with a heart set at ease
The chill of the autumn had kissed the bright land
And the fruits of the season were ripe by his hand
His manor stood high, with its windows aglow
Scent of the harvest crept soft through the snow
The vineyards hung heavy, the apples were sweet
The fields rich with pumpkins lay under his feet
With a laugh in his throat and his stein raised high
He welcomed the dusk, under crisp autumn sky
His dunkel was poured, dark and full...
#alcohol
#fall
#food
#narrative
#rhyming
55 reads
0 Comments
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