Poems about Drugs
#drugs
Poetry about drug use, abuse and addiction. Poems here cover a broad spectrum of drug poems, from recreational drug use to serious drug addiction. This is poetry about all different types of drugs, including smoking, alcohol, painkillers and prescription medication, and illegal drugs.
mysteriouslady
Poem Published
Today 5:18am
Today 5:18am
f**king Tool
Inside my malicious mind
I see you, feel you
In need of you
Your sound resonates
body, mind, soul
masters of my universe
You make me want to drink
Make me want to fuck
Sprinkle in some white dust
46 and 2 bitches...
I see you, feel you
In need of you
Your sound resonates
body, mind, soul
masters of my universe
You make me want to drink
Make me want to fuck
Sprinkle in some white dust
46 and 2 bitches...
#sex
#music
#alcohol #drugs
#alcohol #drugs
30 reads
4 Comments
Taurek
Poem Published
Today 4:45am
Today 4:45am
Kerry
Rock and roll
Should always
Be insanely
Out of
Control
She reached
Forty and now
She was tying to
Pay me to
Fuck her
Well, you’d have
To supply the
Cialis, as well
Because I’m no
Spring chicken
Either
Massage my
Temples as I
Enter the
Temple
There’s only
One reason I’m
Alive
And I’m not so
Sure it’s
Worth it
Anymore
Should always
Be insanely
Out of
Control
She reached
Forty and now
She was tying to
Pay me to
Fuck her
Well, you’d have
To supply the
Cialis, as well
Because I’m no
Spring chicken
Either
Massage my
Temples as I
Enter the
Temple
There’s only
One reason I’m
Alive
And I’m not so
Sure it’s
Worth it
Anymore
#LifeStruggles
#music
#drugs
#LifeCycle
#aging
23 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:17pm
Yesterday 7:17pm
Game Is On
My hommie, you down with the plan
After tonight, that nigga will no longer stand
I’m the Queen B who gave that fucker a one time pass
Traded my dope for his cash
Now he’s trying to fuck me and my crew in the ass
This nigga always talking cash shit
Flashing his money like his game is legit
Let’s serve his ass, then fuck him and his bitch
I thought we took care of that business when you shot that motherfucka dead
Naw it’s someone in his crew who don’t value his legs
You got me
Yeah, I got you, let the casings fly where they...
After tonight, that nigga will no longer stand
I’m the Queen B who gave that fucker a one time pass
Traded my dope for his cash
Now he’s trying to fuck me and my crew in the ass
This nigga always talking cash shit
Flashing his money like his game is legit
Let’s serve his ass, then fuck him and his bitch
I thought we took care of that business when you shot that motherfucka dead
Naw it’s someone in his crew who don’t value his legs
You got me
Yeah, I got you, let the casings fly where they...
#violence
#drugs
46 reads
24 Comments
monkeyman
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:09pm
Yesterday 12:09pm
Whiskey Flavoured Tartan Jizz
Paper straws
In a plastic cup
Wide eyed kids
With runny noses
Lap it up
We’re sycophants
We’re hypocrites
We sing and dance
We’re off our tits
Weekend junkies
Fall from grace
Respected folk
Now off their face
We’re sycophants
We’re hypocrites
We don’t give a fuck
We’re off our tits
Save the planet
Feed the poor
Fuck you you cunt
You fucking bore
fill my pockets
With lots of cash
Paint my face
With a cocaine tash ...
In a plastic cup
Wide eyed kids
With runny noses
Lap it up
We’re sycophants
We’re hypocrites
We sing and dance
We’re off our tits
Weekend junkies
Fall from grace
Respected folk
Now off their face
We’re sycophants
We’re hypocrites
We don’t give a fuck
We’re off our tits
Save the planet
Feed the poor
Fuck you you cunt
You fucking bore
fill my pockets
With lots of cash
Paint my face
With a cocaine tash ...
#environment
#alcohol
#drugs
13 reads
2 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
20th Sep 2019 3:56pm
20th Sep 2019 3:56pm
Step Your Game Up
#violence
#death
#drugs #lover
#drugs #lover
53 reads
9 Comments
knowthyself
know thyself
know thyself
Poem Published
18th Sep 2019 7:45pm
18th Sep 2019 7:45pm
destruction
(a projective poem, partly inspired by “green frontier”)
the eyes of a crowned dull mask
change into the ears of an angry rat
the foreign that brings a colorful threat
a wasteful death to replace
myths and idols – to wipe out their trace
and from that ears, like two greedy snakes
it blindly starves for the forbidden fruit
that patiently ambivalent drug
a potentially destructive and estranging plague
a strangely looped trap – partly fake
shining redly from the tree
the blind greed is deaf enough to see
to find...
the eyes of a crowned dull mask
change into the ears of an angry rat
the foreign that brings a colorful threat
a wasteful death to replace
myths and idols – to wipe out their trace
and from that ears, like two greedy snakes
it blindly starves for the forbidden fruit
that patiently ambivalent drug
a potentially destructive and estranging plague
a strangely looped trap – partly fake
shining redly from the tree
the blind greed is deaf enough to see
to find...
#spiritual
#drugs
#culture
37 reads
2 Comments
HisGoodgirl2017
Poem Published
18th Sep 2019 5:27pm
18th Sep 2019 5:27pm
I Watched a Man
I watched a wonderful man lose his soul,
all for the love of a tiny meth hole.
A tiny meth hole that punctured his skin,
I often wondered,
Will he ever be the same again?
I watched a sexy man lose his soul,
all the for the love of a dirty meth whore.
A dirty meth whore who stole his money,
I had to asked him,
What are you to do now, hunnie?
I watched a smart man lose his soul,
all for the love of the meth trap game,
a meth trap game that stole all of his time,
I often reminded him,
Is it really worth this...
all for the love of a tiny meth hole.
A tiny meth hole that punctured his skin,
I often wondered,
Will he ever be the same again?
I watched a sexy man lose his soul,
all the for the love of a dirty meth whore.
A dirty meth whore who stole his money,
I had to asked him,
What are you to do now, hunnie?
I watched a smart man lose his soul,
all for the love of the meth trap game,
a meth trap game that stole all of his time,
I often reminded him,
Is it really worth this...
#drugs
#addiction
#healing
43 reads
2 Comments
Countrygirl96
Poem Published
18th Sep 2019 6:04am
18th Sep 2019 6:04am
One More Hit
#violence
#drugs
#addiction
54 reads
2 Comments
Countrygirl96
Poem Published
17th Sep 2019 3:41am
17th Sep 2019 3:41am
Hooked Cocaine
#drugs
#addiction
#temptation
47 reads
5 Comments
Countrygirl96
Poem Published
17th Sep 2019 00:50am
17th Sep 2019 00:50am
Lena's Poison
Lena is laying on the bathroom floor Again
Needle in hand as she breathes in and breaths out
Watching as her world begins to spin around her
Feeling as free as a bird in the air how she loves the thrill
Lena injects another round of poison deep with her veins
At 22 it's all she's ever known mommy and daddy taught her well
Taking hit after hit to forget their constant abuse
Sprawling out on the living room couch ready to be evicted from this hell
Lena can't afford her rent due to her addicting release
Landlord's hand wrapped...
Needle in hand as she breathes in and breaths out
Watching as her world begins to spin around her
Feeling as free as a bird in the air how she loves the thrill
Lena injects another round of poison deep with her veins
At 22 it's all she's ever known mommy and daddy taught her well
Taking hit after hit to forget their constant abuse
Sprawling out on the living room couch ready to be evicted from this hell
Lena can't afford her rent due to her addicting release
Landlord's hand wrapped...
#drugs
#addiction
50 reads
4 Comments
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
22 reads
0 Comments
slipalong
Poem Published
14th Sep 2019 8:15pm
14th Sep 2019 8:15pm
Underpass underclass
In the cold grey streets of urban sprawl around
Freehand the graffiti and the catcall
Ubiquitous that free for all
Just the dirty underwear unwashed and brown
Useless flotsam without a care today
Uprising like the fire hydrants spray
Laughing dross a finger sticking up for ass
All that water cannot usher
Human dirt out of the gutter
The "utmost" bad not a pIssing fad
Contempt for all c'ept that street corner life
Gang warfare fry or you be fried
In that boat like a umiak coming under fire ...
Freehand the graffiti and the catcall
Ubiquitous that free for all
Just the dirty underwear unwashed and brown
Useless flotsam without a care today
Uprising like the fire hydrants spray
Laughing dross a finger sticking up for ass
All that water cannot usher
Human dirt out of the gutter
The "utmost" bad not a pIssing fad
Contempt for all c'ept that street corner life
Gang warfare fry or you be fried
In that boat like a umiak coming under fire ...
#violence
#drugs
16 reads
0 Comments
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