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.
nickbar
Poem Published
12th Dec 2019 11:01pm
12th Dec 2019 11:01pm
Night Hag
Surprise
I am still alive
Dying
Thriving
In the same place you left me
Inside that portal to hell
On the old abandoned block in toxic city
The cancer fills my lungs as I curse your name in between each frozen exhale
My skin is dulled from the perpetual sweat of addiction and my teeth are stained by a million lies
The sky is the pale grey of an overdose victim’s skin and I hate you
Like all the years of dope sickness and isolation
I hate you like narcan
I am still alive
Dying
Thriving
In the same place you left me
Inside that portal to hell
On the old abandoned block in toxic city
The cancer fills my lungs as I curse your name in between each frozen exhale
My skin is dulled from the perpetual sweat of addiction and my teeth are stained by a million lies
The sky is the pale grey of an overdose victim’s skin and I hate you
Like all the years of dope sickness and isolation
I hate you like narcan
#anger
#hate
#loneliness
#abuse
#drugs
25 reads
2 Comments
Poetrybydhyana
Poem Published
8th Dec 2019 10:23am
8th Dec 2019 10:23am
Once White Sheets
#sex
#drugs
#nostalgia
81 reads
7 Comments
Lilhippyv
Poem Published
8th Dec 2019 3:43am
8th Dec 2019 3:43am
Cloudy Toes
Phetamine got me uplifted,
nut not as uplifted as my baby who belongs in my womb, now layin in a tomb
up in heaven.
Watching me get with the convicted, to enlighten my senses.
Moving senseless and reckless furthering myself down into the trenches.
Questioning myself daily, how can I be so down when i'm high above the clouds..
I can see my babies toes in the foggy clouds, i'm driftin towards a comatose now.
Phetamine got me uplifted, but not as lifted as my baby up in heaven.
Got pregnant by a scrub, nothing but a charismatic trip, ending in post...
nut not as uplifted as my baby who belongs in my womb, now layin in a tomb
up in heaven.
Watching me get with the convicted, to enlighten my senses.
Moving senseless and reckless furthering myself down into the trenches.
Questioning myself daily, how can I be so down when i'm high above the clouds..
I can see my babies toes in the foggy clouds, i'm driftin towards a comatose now.
Phetamine got me uplifted, but not as lifted as my baby up in heaven.
Got pregnant by a scrub, nothing but a charismatic trip, ending in post...
#motherhood
#abuse
#drugs
#addiction
#rap
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Hunterapsych
Poem Published
7th Dec 2019 2:25pm
7th Dec 2019 2:25pm
Psychedelic ramblings (revised)
Manifestations..
cosmic creations..
perceiving existence
and its endless persistence,
placed in this human vehicle
aware of the infinite mystery.
This life seems to be a transition
from the maddening material world which we call "reality"
into the eternal transformation
of energy,
an endless loop of
ever changing arrangements and forms,
no beginning no end
just energy evolving
forever fading and flowing.
Quite a marvelous and
perplexing thought,
that each of us
are "pieces of eternity" ...
cosmic creations..
perceiving existence
and its endless persistence,
placed in this human vehicle
aware of the infinite mystery.
This life seems to be a transition
from the maddening material world which we call "reality"
into the eternal transformation
of energy,
an endless loop of
ever changing arrangements and forms,
no beginning no end
just energy evolving
forever fading and flowing.
Quite a marvelous and
perplexing thought,
that each of us
are "pieces of eternity" ...
#universe
#drugs
#marijuana
#humankind
#SelfReflection
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1 Comment
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
7th Dec 2019 00:46am
7th Dec 2019 00:46am
All Mine
I got my boys on the base to hook me up with the right firing pin
I need this bitch to fire again and again
Not just fire, I need fucking accuracy
Not that tech and Uzi spraying shit, I need fucking accuracy
Took my fucking time mounting a laser sight
My boy was in armament and told me how to do it right
Satan is my main bitch and she's pulling on her leash
Trained to rip out a motherfucker's throat, a straight up beast
There's a bastard walking around putting my name in some fuck shit
He claim I don't have a woman, so I want his bitch ...
I need this bitch to fire again and again
Not just fire, I need fucking accuracy
Not that tech and Uzi spraying shit, I need fucking accuracy
Took my fucking time mounting a laser sight
My boy was in armament and told me how to do it right
Satan is my main bitch and she's pulling on her leash
Trained to rip out a motherfucker's throat, a straight up beast
There's a bastard walking around putting my name in some fuck shit
He claim I don't have a woman, so I want his bitch ...
#dark
#war
#death #drugs
#death #drugs
43 reads
2 Comments
nikkimoe
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2019 5:26pm
2nd Dec 2019 5:26pm
Gary Pilly Poppins Needs Something Again
A pill head junky wanted money from me
I laughed and said no quiet pleasantly
he said what happened to my giving tree
I said you lousy chump you've turned me
into a stump, using Silverstein against
me, you've taken everything
there's nothing left but my dignity
and you can't have that, though I see
you trying to grasp at it.
I laughed and said no quiet pleasantly
he said what happened to my giving tree
I said you lousy chump you've turned me
into a stump, using Silverstein against
me, you've taken everything
there's nothing left but my dignity
and you can't have that, though I see
you trying to grasp at it.
#trees
#drugs
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3 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2019 1:52pm
2nd Dec 2019 1:52pm
Suffocation, Where One Would Prefer To Breathe
Photo: SP with Kliban Cat,,,,c.2012, dkzk
Can't write very many letters any more, can't
"come up" wit words that won't fake me off as
a liar.
Abstractly painted into the corner by early onset
old-age (an age old complaint), a multi-chronic broken
heart,
(physical metaphoric), and enough trauma to keep
me laughing laughing, laughing (weeping), forever enough
to make one sick
The Litany has been litanized...
Can't write very many letters any more, can't
"come up" wit words that won't fake me off as
a liar.
Abstractly painted into the corner by early onset
old-age (an age old complaint), a multi-chronic broken
heart,
(physical metaphoric), and enough trauma to keep
me laughing laughing, laughing (weeping), forever enough
to make one sick
The Litany has been litanized...
#fate
#alcohol
#drugs
#food
#funny
42 reads
10 Comments
Taurek
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2019 6:18am
2nd Dec 2019 6:18am
“You’re Not Physics!”
Punching the sky with
The impotence
of a titmouse
overachieving ten-
year olds
while I’m looking
like a dude who
ate too many
‘shrooms
“Resign yourself to our
Master’s cruel whim…
Or find him…
Guilty.”
Save humanity?
Now, why would
I do that?
But the lines of
Communications at
Least have to be
Available
Contact me through
All the subterfuge
And you still won’t
Find anything
Better than
This
...
The impotence
of a titmouse
overachieving ten-
year olds
while I’m looking
like a dude who
ate too many
‘shrooms
“Resign yourself to our
Master’s cruel whim…
Or find him…
Guilty.”
Save humanity?
Now, why would
I do that?
But the lines of
Communications at
Least have to be
Available
Contact me through
All the subterfuge
And you still won’t
Find anything
Better than
This
...
#regret
#sky
#drugs
#dialogue
#dystopian
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butters
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2019 00:00am
2nd Dec 2019 00:00am
four-ways stop. go
look, they said, eyes hear
weed grow—wind blow
four ways time-play
mime meme, rind thin
wind tops—spin hope
crow toes mark snow
shoe fits, rose hips
many when verb slip
lean into from noun
rise into, then fall down
over high noon beam
ring rope neck joke
dead look spun took
hair-ware, tail fair
tear drop hat's knot
bird food blue mood
heat skin tear rude
huge rips hard arts
lips part—life trip
weed grow—wind blow
four ways time-play
mime meme, rind thin
wind tops—spin hope
crow toes mark snow
shoe fits, rose hips
many when verb slip
lean into from noun
rise into, then fall down
over high noon beam
ring rope neck joke
dead look spun took
hair-ware, tail fair
tear drop hat's knot
bird food blue mood
heat skin tear rude
huge rips hard arts
lips part—life trip
#hope
#drugs
#WritingPoetry #confusion
#WritingPoetry #confusion
49 reads
2 Comments
Razzerleaf
Poem Published
30th Nov 2019 00:06am
30th Nov 2019 00:06am
Sitting on mushrooms
I coughed a lung into damp air
echoing thunder, under colossal
red brick arches of a steam age.
Loose maned horses watched
as we trampled their fields,
picking up our afternoons escape.
Music spoke in coloured notes
each frequency a different shape,
carpet patterns elevated onto pedestals
until tea time crashed into beer cans
and a bitter after taste.
echoing thunder, under colossal
red brick arches of a steam age.
Loose maned horses watched
as we trampled their fields,
picking up our afternoons escape.
Music spoke in coloured notes
each frequency a different shape,
carpet patterns elevated onto pedestals
until tea time crashed into beer cans
and a bitter after taste.
#drugs
45 reads
4 Comments
Taurek
Poem Published
27th Nov 2019 5:11am
27th Nov 2019 5:11am
Warmth Is Drugs
Likability is for
Serial killers
“The tv’s got a
Newspaper
On it!”
We all got our
Diseases
We all got our
Reasons
We all got
Indiscretions
We can’t exactly
Explain
Away
I was at the
Bachelor party,
But I won’t be at
the wedding
I’m less than
Four months
Away from the
Unemployment
Line
And I’m sitting
Here watching
YouTube clips,
Smoking weed,
Drinking vodka,
And writing
This
I’ll be done ...
Serial killers
“The tv’s got a
Newspaper
On it!”
We all got our
Diseases
We all got our
Reasons
We all got
Indiscretions
We can’t exactly
Explain
Away
I was at the
Bachelor party,
But I won’t be at
the wedding
I’m less than
Four months
Away from the
Unemployment
Line
And I’m sitting
Here watching
YouTube clips,
Smoking weed,
Drinking vodka,
And writing
This
I’ll be done ...
#marriage
#murder
#technology
#drugs
#illness
73 reads
4 Comments
Hunterapsych
Poem Published
26th Nov 2019 2:14am
26th Nov 2019 2:14am
Balance
can't speak about getting "high"
without someone coming along
to tell you how
it brought them so low and why
it doesn't work for them,
then someone else comes along
to tell you a tale
that's surely been echoed endlessly
all throughout this dimension,
a tale which trickles down through
the heads and souls of those
who've wandered so deep within
seeing things no being
will ever see again..
for each soul it's different yet the same
and each side has valid points
I think you just have to find a balance
and see...
without someone coming along
to tell you how
it brought them so low and why
it doesn't work for them,
then someone else comes along
to tell you a tale
that's surely been echoed endlessly
all throughout this dimension,
a tale which trickles down through
the heads and souls of those
who've wandered so deep within
seeing things no being
will ever see again..
for each soul it's different yet the same
and each side has valid points
I think you just have to find a balance
and see...
#drugs
#addiction
#humankind
#WritingPoetry
#SelfReflection
56 reads
6 Comments
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