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.
Ambjr
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 2:00am
24th Feb 2025 2:00am
reign and ruin
wild eyed king of the past
ruler of shot glass realms
struttin down neon streets
arm in arm with beautiful strangers
electric
hungry
unstoppable
I devoured darkness
and it devoured me back
thru tangles of limbs
and sheets stained with lipstick
whiskey seepin into my blood
flesh against flesh against flesh
they wanted the fire in me
the untamed beast
that burned thru rooms
and left ashes of promises behind
they wanted to know
what destruction tasted like
so they pressed their...
ruler of shot glass realms
struttin down neon streets
arm in arm with beautiful strangers
electric
hungry
unstoppable
I devoured darkness
and it devoured me back
thru tangles of limbs
and sheets stained with lipstick
whiskey seepin into my blood
flesh against flesh against flesh
they wanted the fire in me
the untamed beast
that burned thru rooms
and left ashes of promises behind
they wanted to know
what destruction tasted like
so they pressed their...
#addiction
#alcohol
#bipolar
#healing
#PersonalGrowth
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4 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2025 8:30pm
22nd Feb 2025 8:30pm
You're That Guy From My Sister's Party
Oh, God! My head hurts!
Who the freaking hell are you, anyway?
Wait. Just let me think.
Oh, no. Don't tell me.
You're that guy from my sister's party.
That explains no bikini top.
Are you hungover like me?
Sure do look like it to me.
That's my last beach party.
Got a shirt I'll borrow?
Need something to cover up my chest.
Thanks for the tee shirt.
Now, could you please help me up?
I gotta get home before my husband.
Who the freaking hell are you, anyway?
Wait. Just let me think.
Oh, no. Don't tell me.
You're that guy from my sister's party.
That explains no bikini top.
Are you hungover like me?
Sure do look like it to me.
That's my last beach party.
Got a shirt I'll borrow?
Need something to cover up my chest.
Thanks for the tee shirt.
Now, could you please help me up?
I gotta get home before my husband.
#alcohol
#beach
#dialogue
#fiction
#sex
185 reads
2 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
20th Feb 2025 6:09pm
20th Feb 2025 6:09pm
one too many
hands brace against concrete walls
searchin for somethin solid
in a spinnin world
where streetlights melt
in late november rain
liquored up white lies
slide from a tongue gone numb
drippin like poison
as dawn ticks closer
and memory unravels
the bartender’s face
smears like watercolor
thru the bottom of my glass
measurin out oblivion
in four finger pours
while my phone buzzes
with promises I failed to keep
broken bottle self esteem
catchin glints of moonlight
in parkin lot...
searchin for somethin solid
in a spinnin world
where streetlights melt
in late november rain
liquored up white lies
slide from a tongue gone numb
drippin like poison
as dawn ticks closer
and memory unravels
the bartender’s face
smears like watercolor
thru the bottom of my glass
measurin out oblivion
in four finger pours
while my phone buzzes
with promises I failed to keep
broken bottle self esteem
catchin glints of moonlight
in parkin lot...
#addiction
#alcohol
#healing
#MentalHealth
#PersonalGrowth
250 reads
15 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
20th Feb 2025 12:00pm
20th Feb 2025 12:00pm
12 steps thru the ruins
coffee burns black as secrets
and fluorescent lights hum truth
thru our weary bones
scattered souls gather
drawn to the warmth of familiar scars
words float between metal chairs
and steamin styrofoam cups
in this rented sanctuary
where shadows pool in corners
patient predators at watch
in their presence
we learn to shed our defenses
layin our ghosts down
like weapons carried far too long
no man needs armor here
just the courage to speak truth
and the strength to hear it
we’ve all found God...
and fluorescent lights hum truth
thru our weary bones
scattered souls gather
drawn to the warmth of familiar scars
words float between metal chairs
and steamin styrofoam cups
in this rented sanctuary
where shadows pool in corners
patient predators at watch
in their presence
we learn to shed our defenses
layin our ghosts down
like weapons carried far too long
no man needs armor here
just the courage to speak truth
and the strength to hear it
we’ve all found God...
#alcohol
#PersonalGrowth
#redemption
203 reads
5 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 7:49am
18th Feb 2025 7:49am
Faustian City Blues
Faustian City Blues
The neon dancers are framed
In the purple glow of harlequins
In the court of autumn kings
Sitting on barstool thrones
Whose greying crowns
Are the color of pigeons perched on powerlines
Like angels gazing down ruefully
From smoky bourbon eyes
When even ghosts of the Storyville Night
Cry under sheets stained in the salty brine
Of love gone wrong on a Faustian mattress
For the rose of yesteryear
The neon dancers are framed
In the purple glow of harlequins
In the court of autumn kings
Sitting on barstool thrones
Whose greying crowns
Are the color of pigeons perched on powerlines
Like angels gazing down ruefully
From smoky bourbon eyes
When even ghosts of the Storyville Night
Cry under sheets stained in the salty brine
Of love gone wrong on a Faustian mattress
For the rose of yesteryear
#aging
#alcohol
#angels #ghosts
#angels #ghosts
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dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 00:26am
18th Feb 2025 00:26am
my cuticles are fine, thanks
didn’t know what a nail bar
was until I went into one
looking for a pint
was until I went into one
looking for a pint
#alcohol
103 reads
3 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
17th Feb 2025 1:18am
17th Feb 2025 1:18am
The Pond Life MafIa
Ive always wondered
How anyone, or thing
Could be
"Pissed as a newt!"
Does this suggest
As i may digress
That newts
Have an alcohol problem?
Presumably reknowned
For getting inebriated!
Although "pissed" in other countries
Refers to being angry
Which is more disconcerting
As i now live in fear
Of gangs of angry intoxicated newts
Wandering the streets
Both pissed off, and pissed
Like pondlife mafia!
by Jemia
How anyone, or thing
Could be
"Pissed as a newt!"
Does this suggest
As i may digress
That newts
Have an alcohol problem?
Presumably reknowned
For getting inebriated!
Although "pissed" in other countries
Refers to being angry
Which is more disconcerting
As i now live in fear
Of gangs of angry intoxicated newts
Wandering the streets
Both pissed off, and pissed
Like pondlife mafia!
by Jemia
#alcohol
#anger
#funny
#nature
#satirical
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Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
15th Feb 2025 8:47pm
15th Feb 2025 8:47pm
Limbo
I cannot live without you;
there would not be enough left of me to function.
But as your nemesis takes you from me, piece by piece,
I cannot live with you.
there would not be enough left of me to function.
But as your nemesis takes you from me, piece by piece,
I cannot live with you.
#addiction
#alcohol
#motherhood #teens
#motherhood #teens
266 reads
10 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
15th Feb 2025 7:35pm
15th Feb 2025 7:35pm
I wonder
Will the government finally give credit to,
The drug they try so hard to hate?
The only thing that gave me happiness,
When they took my kid away.
Will the government finally realize,
That when you isolate,
There is no one to give credit to,
Except the drugs they dearly hate.
Now that I'm doing better,
And friends don't make play dates,
Will the government care for my daughter,
And fully compensate?
The drug they try so hard to hate?
The only thing that gave me happiness,
When they took my kid away.
Will the government finally realize,
That when you isolate,
There is no one to give credit to,
Except the drugs they dearly hate.
Now that I'm doing better,
And friends don't make play dates,
Will the government care for my daughter,
And fully compensate?
#alcohol
#philosophical
191 reads
4 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 2:52pm
13th Feb 2025 2:52pm
Oh, No! How Am I Going To Explain This To Jim?
Keith
woke up
hungover
and with some chick
naked and sleeping
next to him. After he
threw up in the bathroom, Keith
started getting dressed before he
took one look at the chick and noticed
that it was Jim's future bride Tiffani.
woke up
hungover
and with some chick
naked and sleeping
next to him. After he
threw up in the bathroom, Keith
started getting dressed before he
took one look at the chick and noticed
that it was Jim's future bride Tiffani.
#alcohol
#betrayal
#fiction
#friendship
#sex
187 reads
0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 00:29am
13th Feb 2025 00:29am
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
71 reads
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Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
10th Feb 2025 1:59am
10th Feb 2025 1:59am
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
106 reads
3 Comments
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