Poems About Alcohol Published by Members Recently Online
#alcohol
Naajir
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 5:55am
1st Nov 2024 5:55am
What's the occasion?...
Lost your job? Let's drink
Got a new job? Hey, let's drink
It's Monday....Let's drink
Got a new job? Hey, let's drink
It's Monday....Let's drink
#alcohol
#funny
#LifeGoals
107 reads
4 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
28th Jun 2024 8:07am
28th Jun 2024 8:07am
The power of drugs
The power of drugs
is a curious thing
Send one to the gutter
Expand another's brain
Turn a lion meek
A mouse a raging lunatic
You can grow
Or create your own
Use a credit card to ride the dealers train
But it might just change your life
That's the power of drugs
Legally a doctor can alter the mind
Or a brewery internally pickle thee
Nicotine chewing gum
Legitimate heroin just a kinder surprise
You can have them prescribed
Or on a shelf in glass bottles
Use...
is a curious thing
Send one to the gutter
Expand another's brain
Turn a lion meek
A mouse a raging lunatic
You can grow
Or create your own
Use a credit card to ride the dealers train
But it might just change your life
That's the power of drugs
Legally a doctor can alter the mind
Or a brewery internally pickle thee
Nicotine chewing gum
Legitimate heroin just a kinder surprise
You can have them prescribed
Or on a shelf in glass bottles
Use...
#alcohol
#drugs
#marijuana
353 reads
1 Comment
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
28th Jun 2024 8:07am
28th Jun 2024 8:07am
The power of drugs
The power of drugs
is a curious thing
Send one to the gutter
Expand another's brain
Turn a lion meek
A mouse a raging lunatic
You can grow
Or create your own
Use a credit card to ride the dealers train
But it might just change your life
That's the power of drugs
Legally a doctor can alter the mind
Or a brewery internally pickle thee
Nicotine chewing gum
Legitimate heroin just a kinder surprise
You can have them prescribed
Or on a shelf in glass bottles
Use...
is a curious thing
Send one to the gutter
Expand another's brain
Turn a lion meek
A mouse a raging lunatic
You can grow
Or create your own
Use a credit card to ride the dealers train
But it might just change your life
That's the power of drugs
Legally a doctor can alter the mind
Or a brewery internally pickle thee
Nicotine chewing gum
Legitimate heroin just a kinder surprise
You can have them prescribed
Or on a shelf in glass bottles
Use...
#alcohol
#drugs
#marijuana
353 reads
1 Comment
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
28th Jun 2024 8:07am
28th Jun 2024 8:07am
The power of drugs
The power of drugs
is a curious thing
Send one to the gutter
Expand another's brain
Turn a lion meek
A mouse a raging lunatic
You can grow
Or create your own
Use a credit card to ride the dealers train
But it might just change your life
That's the power of drugs
Legally a doctor can alter the mind
Or a brewery internally pickle thee
Nicotine chewing gum
Legitimate heroin just a kinder surprise
You can have them prescribed
Or on a shelf in glass bottles
Use...
is a curious thing
Send one to the gutter
Expand another's brain
Turn a lion meek
A mouse a raging lunatic
You can grow
Or create your own
Use a credit card to ride the dealers train
But it might just change your life
That's the power of drugs
Legally a doctor can alter the mind
Or a brewery internally pickle thee
Nicotine chewing gum
Legitimate heroin just a kinder surprise
You can have them prescribed
Or on a shelf in glass bottles
Use...
#alcohol
#drugs
#marijuana
353 reads
1 Comment
rubyredheart
Poem Published
20th Nov 2021 8:52am
20th Nov 2021 8:52am
Restless
Beyond midnight
Whiskey floods the veins
Unshed tears
Over ashes, these remains
Mourn the dead
Mourn the gone
Mourn the heart once strong
Now wrong
Mourn the squandered past
The empty now
Frozen memory of that final last
Farewell
Empty broken words
Promises unkept
Pierced with sword
Of hopes inept
Future aimless fading figure
Letting restless sleep
At last take over
Whiskey floods the veins
Unshed tears
Over ashes, these remains
Mourn the dead
Mourn the gone
Mourn the heart once strong
Now wrong
Mourn the squandered past
The empty now
Frozen memory of that final last
Farewell
Empty broken words
Promises unkept
Pierced with sword
Of hopes inept
Future aimless fading figure
Letting restless sleep
At last take over
#alcohol
#despair
#emptiness
517 reads
rubyredheart
Poem Published
20th Nov 2021 8:52am
20th Nov 2021 8:52am
Restless
Beyond midnight
Whiskey floods the veins
Unshed tears
Over ashes, these remains
Mourn the dead
Mourn the gone
Mourn the heart once strong
Now wrong
Mourn the squandered past
The empty now
Frozen memory of that final last
Farewell
Empty broken words
Promises unkept
Pierced with sword
Of hopes inept
Future aimless fading figure
Letting restless sleep
At last take over
Whiskey floods the veins
Unshed tears
Over ashes, these remains
Mourn the dead
Mourn the gone
Mourn the heart once strong
Now wrong
Mourn the squandered past
The empty now
Frozen memory of that final last
Farewell
Empty broken words
Promises unkept
Pierced with sword
Of hopes inept
Future aimless fading figure
Letting restless sleep
At last take over
#alcohol
#despair
#emptiness
517 reads
rubyredheart
Poem Published
20th Nov 2021 8:52am
20th Nov 2021 8:52am
Restless
Beyond midnight
Whiskey floods the veins
Unshed tears
Over ashes, these remains
Mourn the dead
Mourn the gone
Mourn the heart once strong
Now wrong
Mourn the squandered past
The empty now
Frozen memory of that final last
Farewell
Empty broken words
Promises unkept
Pierced with sword
Of hopes inept
Future aimless fading figure
Letting restless sleep
At last take over
Whiskey floods the veins
Unshed tears
Over ashes, these remains
Mourn the dead
Mourn the gone
Mourn the heart once strong
Now wrong
Mourn the squandered past
The empty now
Frozen memory of that final last
Farewell
Empty broken words
Promises unkept
Pierced with sword
Of hopes inept
Future aimless fading figure
Letting restless sleep
At last take over
#alcohol
#despair
#emptiness
517 reads
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2023 11:42pm
2nd Aug 2023 11:42pm
Spirits
We patronised a haunted pub
and on reaching the bar I asked
what spirits were spooking
the optics today. The barmaid
laughed, her back to me, but when she
turned I saw the palest girl I’d ever seen,
smiling from ear to ear, a second smile
drawn across her throat in deepest red.
‘Vodka, brandy, absinthe, gin’ she said,
‘but I’ll be honest, chuck, our cocktails’ll
make you wish you’d left your spirits dead.’
and on reaching the bar I asked
what spirits were spooking
the optics today. The barmaid
laughed, her back to me, but when she
turned I saw the palest girl I’d ever seen,
smiling from ear to ear, a second smile
drawn across her throat in deepest red.
‘Vodka, brandy, absinthe, gin’ she said,
‘but I’ll be honest, chuck, our cocktails’ll
make you wish you’d left your spirits dead.’
#spiritual
#alcohol
#narrative #ghosts
#narrative #ghosts
186 reads
6 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2023 11:42pm
2nd Aug 2023 11:42pm
Spirits
We patronised a haunted pub
and on reaching the bar I asked
what spirits were spooking
the optics today. The barmaid
laughed, her back to me, but when she
turned I saw the palest girl I’d ever seen,
smiling from ear to ear, a second smile
drawn across her throat in deepest red.
‘Vodka, brandy, absinthe, gin’ she said,
‘but I’ll be honest, chuck, our cocktails’ll
make you wish you’d left your spirits dead.’
and on reaching the bar I asked
what spirits were spooking
the optics today. The barmaid
laughed, her back to me, but when she
turned I saw the palest girl I’d ever seen,
smiling from ear to ear, a second smile
drawn across her throat in deepest red.
‘Vodka, brandy, absinthe, gin’ she said,
‘but I’ll be honest, chuck, our cocktails’ll
make you wish you’d left your spirits dead.’
#spiritual
#alcohol
#narrative #ghosts
#narrative #ghosts
186 reads
6 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2023 11:42pm
2nd Aug 2023 11:42pm
Spirits
We patronised a haunted pub
and on reaching the bar I asked
what spirits were spooking
the optics today. The barmaid
laughed, her back to me, but when she
turned I saw the palest girl I’d ever seen,
smiling from ear to ear, a second smile
drawn across her throat in deepest red.
‘Vodka, brandy, absinthe, gin’ she said,
‘but I’ll be honest, chuck, our cocktails’ll
make you wish you’d left your spirits dead.’
and on reaching the bar I asked
what spirits were spooking
the optics today. The barmaid
laughed, her back to me, but when she
turned I saw the palest girl I’d ever seen,
smiling from ear to ear, a second smile
drawn across her throat in deepest red.
‘Vodka, brandy, absinthe, gin’ she said,
‘but I’ll be honest, chuck, our cocktails’ll
make you wish you’d left your spirits dead.’
#spiritual
#alcohol
#narrative #ghosts
#narrative #ghosts
186 reads
6 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2023 11:42pm
2nd Aug 2023 11:42pm
Spirits
We patronised a haunted pub
and on reaching the bar I asked
what spirits were spooking
the optics today. The barmaid
laughed, her back to me, but when she
turned I saw the palest girl I’d ever seen,
smiling from ear to ear, a second smile
drawn across her throat in deepest red.
‘Vodka, brandy, absinthe, gin’ she said,
‘but I’ll be honest, chuck, our cocktails’ll
make you wish you’d left your spirits dead.’
and on reaching the bar I asked
what spirits were spooking
the optics today. The barmaid
laughed, her back to me, but when she
turned I saw the palest girl I’d ever seen,
smiling from ear to ear, a second smile
drawn across her throat in deepest red.
‘Vodka, brandy, absinthe, gin’ she said,
‘but I’ll be honest, chuck, our cocktails’ll
make you wish you’d left your spirits dead.’
#spiritual
#alcohol
#narrative #ghosts
#narrative #ghosts
186 reads
6 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
7th Jul 2024 5:42am
7th Jul 2024 5:42am
Dark and Stormy
You lure me in with your deep
And dark mysteries. You keep
Pulling me into your storm and
I want to stay. With your hands
All over my body you keep me
Grounded. Within your sea
Green and stormy eyes I am
Safe. You open me like a clam
That can be found on the ocean
Floor. Every bad opinion and notion
Of you goes flying out the door.
You bring me back to the shore
Where it all began when I first
Loved you. The colors that burst
Apart at the seams and you...
And dark mysteries. You keep
Pulling me into your storm and
I want to stay. With your hands
All over my body you keep me
Grounded. Within your sea
Green and stormy eyes I am
Safe. You open me like a clam
That can be found on the ocean
Floor. Every bad opinion and notion
Of you goes flying out the door.
You bring me back to the shore
Where it all began when I first
Loved you. The colors that burst
Apart at the seams and you...
#alcohol
#dark
#storm
177 reads
4 Comments
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