Long Poems About Drugs
#drugs
Long poems about drugs. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
10th Dec 2024 8:36pm
10th Dec 2024 8:36pm
To Heaven
#dark
#drugs
#horror
#scary
#sex
75 reads
5 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2024 10:48pm
23rd Oct 2024 10:48pm
why do you only call me when you're high?
The phone rings
and I feel like I'm playing
Russian Roulette with
Jekyll and Hyde
to answer or ignore
to answer or ignore
to answer or ignore
I answer
And it's all "hey babe
how you doing
I miss you"
and I can pretend
with total conviction
that this is the real you
that this moment in time
is a slice of reality
untainted
30 minutes in and I wish
I hadn't picked up
the fucking phone
...
and I feel like I'm playing
Russian Roulette with
Jekyll and Hyde
to answer or ignore
to answer or ignore
to answer or ignore
I answer
And it's all "hey babe
how you doing
I miss you"
and I can pretend
with total conviction
that this is the real you
that this moment in time
is a slice of reality
untainted
30 minutes in and I wish
I hadn't picked up
the fucking phone
...
#addiction
#depression
#drugs #friendship
#drugs #friendship
131 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
22nd Oct 2024 00:54am
22nd Oct 2024 00:54am
“It A Hit!”
CABONI’S ITALIAN RISTORANTE
Manhattan, New York
“Would you like something else to eat, beautiful?”
“Marcus, I’m stuffed to capacity. There is nothing else getting in this dress.”
“Save some room for me later on.”
“I promise.”
Marcus scooted his chair back and stood. He walked around the table.
“Can I have this dance?”
“You certainly can.”
Francine lifted her white dinner napkin from off her lap, and placed it near her China plate. She scooted her chair back, clasped her hand in Marcus’ hand,...
Manhattan, New York
“Would you like something else to eat, beautiful?”
“Marcus, I’m stuffed to capacity. There is nothing else getting in this dress.”
“Save some room for me later on.”
“I promise.”
Marcus scooted his chair back and stood. He walked around the table.
“Can I have this dance?”
“You certainly can.”
Francine lifted her white dinner napkin from off her lap, and placed it near her China plate. She scooted her chair back, clasped her hand in Marcus’ hand,...
#city
#drugs
#love
263 reads
4 Comments
GabyCamargoMiaw
G
G
Poem Published
19th Oct 2024 7:27pm
19th Oct 2024 7:27pm
Lost Boy
Among the shadows where the silence breathes,
A lost boy walks, torn like autumn leaves
With haunted eyes, echoes of pain
Looking for shelter down the pouring rain
Once a dreamer in a world so vile,
Now, a wanderer with nowhere to hide
He's endured the harm of many hearts unkind,
Yet his spirit wishes for a chance to rise
Through nights of darkness, inhaling your fear,
Crystal ghosts haunt you; I feel you near
Each scar a story, each tear a song,
In a world that feels so painfully wrong
Stolen...
A lost boy walks, torn like autumn leaves
With haunted eyes, echoes of pain
Looking for shelter down the pouring rain
Once a dreamer in a world so vile,
Now, a wanderer with nowhere to hide
He's endured the harm of many hearts unkind,
Yet his spirit wishes for a chance to rise
Through nights of darkness, inhaling your fear,
Crystal ghosts haunt you; I feel you near
Each scar a story, each tear a song,
In a world that feels so painfully wrong
Stolen...
#addiction
#drugs
#healing
#homelessness
#support
226 reads
3 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
13th Oct 2024 1:04am
13th Oct 2024 1:04am
Wounded In The Deadly Aftermath
SAND POINT
Long Island, New York
The chauffer pulled the limousine around the circular driveway. He parked the vehicle, withdrew the key from out the ignition, and then unsnapped his seatbelt. He pushed his door open and stepped out. He pushed the door close
Mr. Delaro and three other men were already assisting Tango and Domenico out the limousine.
Two men placed Tango’s arm around their shoulder.
Mr. Delaro and another man, placed Domenico’s arm around their shoulder.
“Hang in there Domenico and stay with me.”
“Fuck!”...
Long Island, New York
The chauffer pulled the limousine around the circular driveway. He parked the vehicle, withdrew the key from out the ignition, and then unsnapped his seatbelt. He pushed his door open and stepped out. He pushed the door close
Mr. Delaro and three other men were already assisting Tango and Domenico out the limousine.
Two men placed Tango’s arm around their shoulder.
Mr. Delaro and another man, placed Domenico’s arm around their shoulder.
“Hang in there Domenico and stay with me.”
“Fuck!”...
#city
#drugs
192 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
12th Oct 2024 7:54am
12th Oct 2024 7:54am
“Don’t Move”
QUINTESSENTIAL TRIBECA LOFT
New York, New York
The Next Day
Zaniyah laid on Marcus’ chest wall. She uplifted her face.
“I had a very very nice time last night in your bed.” She kissed the side of his neck. “In the shower, and in this bed this morning.”
Zaniyah kissed Marcus under his chin.
Marcus kissed Zaniyah on top of her forehead. He hugged her body closely to his. He bent his head down to detain her eyes.
Zaniyah tilted her face upward.
“Why do you make it seem as if you’re not going to be lying in...
New York, New York
The Next Day
Zaniyah laid on Marcus’ chest wall. She uplifted her face.
“I had a very very nice time last night in your bed.” She kissed the side of his neck. “In the shower, and in this bed this morning.”
Zaniyah kissed Marcus under his chin.
Marcus kissed Zaniyah on top of her forehead. He hugged her body closely to his. He bent his head down to detain her eyes.
Zaniyah tilted her face upward.
“Why do you make it seem as if you’re not going to be lying in...
#city
#drugs
149 reads
3 Comments
Lowko
Jimi Tatz
Jimi Tatz
Poem Published
9th Oct 2024 9:35am
9th Oct 2024 9:35am
Plane 2 Spain
Alright, geez, let me give ya the squeez,
'Bout James Rocco, who had his fees,
In Hazza West, down at Wacko’s place,
Where the drugs flowed free, it was quite a disgrace.
With cider in hand and the parties ablaze,
The nights were a blur, lost in the haze,
"Oi, Rocco!" they'd shout, "Another round, mate!"
And his liver cried mercy. It wasn’t so great.
GT levels were sky-high at 178,
Yet Rocco would laugh, "It’s me usual state!"
Friends all around, in houses and streets,
Drug use was...
'Bout James Rocco, who had his fees,
In Hazza West, down at Wacko’s place,
Where the drugs flowed free, it was quite a disgrace.
With cider in hand and the parties ablaze,
The nights were a blur, lost in the haze,
"Oi, Rocco!" they'd shout, "Another round, mate!"
And his liver cried mercy. It wasn’t so great.
GT levels were sky-high at 178,
Yet Rocco would laugh, "It’s me usual state!"
Friends all around, in houses and streets,
Drug use was...
#drugs
#freedom
#marijuana
#passion
#travel
111 reads
0 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
18th Aug 2024 2:01am
18th Aug 2024 2:01am
Stash Snatched
#drugs
#rhyming
#ShortStory
105 reads
10 Comments
Jmora25
JayThePoet
JayThePoet
Poem Published
24th Jul 2024 7:55am
24th Jul 2024 7:55am
Antithetical Addict Understanding Love
I love you…
You mean the world to me…
I’m so lost in your spell. You’ve changed my life in more than one way. Bringing me peace of heaven and the perpetual punishment of hell.
I’ve learned how to live my life surrounded by pleasing you and trying to obtain you in the best way I can possibly achieve.
Even if you’re not the best on some days it doesn’t matter cause it’s just you what I crave.
You give me such a high and when you’re gone it’s so low. When you’re around you make everything go away. You’re so warm, loving and full of life. I’m stuck wanting to keep...
You mean the world to me…
I’m so lost in your spell. You’ve changed my life in more than one way. Bringing me peace of heaven and the perpetual punishment of hell.
I’ve learned how to live my life surrounded by pleasing you and trying to obtain you in the best way I can possibly achieve.
Even if you’re not the best on some days it doesn’t matter cause it’s just you what I crave.
You give me such a high and when you’re gone it’s so low. When you’re around you make everything go away. You’re so warm, loving and full of life. I’m stuck wanting to keep...
#death
#drugs
#love
180 reads
0 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
26th Jun 2024 00:36am
26th Jun 2024 00:36am
Drink the Koolaid
The silence of sheep appalls me
Walking on either side of me
How many of you took the jab
And how many times, how many
We don't talk about that
Pretending to walk in a cloud of unknowing
The people who forced sick elderly to stay in old folks homes
To pad the numbers, they needed deaths
Deaths gave reason to treachery
Whose only true reason was basest tyranny
How did you like your masks
Did you keep those souvenirs
Learning how to obediently distance
Simon says, "Jump!"
Did you just jump or did you ask...
Walking on either side of me
How many of you took the jab
And how many times, how many
We don't talk about that
Pretending to walk in a cloud of unknowing
The people who forced sick elderly to stay in old folks homes
To pad the numbers, they needed deaths
Deaths gave reason to treachery
Whose only true reason was basest tyranny
How did you like your masks
Did you keep those souvenirs
Learning how to obediently distance
Simon says, "Jump!"
Did you just jump or did you ask...
#death
#drugs
#freedom #prison
#freedom #prison
246 reads
18 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
17th Jun 2024 8:42pm
17th Jun 2024 8:42pm
All’s Fair In Love And War
THE GRAND MILLENNIUM CONDOMINIUMS
Manhattan, New York
Upper West Side
Dmeshii slipped into his suit jacket as he escaped down the fire exit stairwell. He opened the door to the first floor and peeped his head around the doorpost; he looked in both directions and then stepped onto the mauve colored carpet. Dmeshii hurried down the quiet corridor. He looked both ways and then opened the door to a janitorial closet. He stepped inside and yanked the chain light switch down.
Dmeshii lifted a stack of folded green trash bags. He grabbed his MP412 REX 357...
Manhattan, New York
Upper West Side
Dmeshii slipped into his suit jacket as he escaped down the fire exit stairwell. He opened the door to the first floor and peeped his head around the doorpost; he looked in both directions and then stepped onto the mauve colored carpet. Dmeshii hurried down the quiet corridor. He looked both ways and then opened the door to a janitorial closet. He stepped inside and yanked the chain light switch down.
Dmeshii lifted a stack of folded green trash bags. He grabbed his MP412 REX 357...
#city
#drugs
288 reads
3 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
8th Jun 2024 12:26pm
8th Jun 2024 12:26pm
Do Not Take Relief Upon Innocent People's Grief
Do not take relief upon innocent people's grief
Addiction is not only being slave to drugs, under cocaine control, or beneath a boss's hand kowtowing like a meek sheep, enslaved to their swaying stick, to their whims and extravagant desires, to look like a tamed animal,, you may also fall into slavery being a dependently addicted user, when those drugs, those psychedelics like LSD or mescaline, assail your whole attention, play on your real optical visions, give you a negative feedback on the world around you, affect your life for the worst, make of you an object of...
Addiction is not only being slave to drugs, under cocaine control, or beneath a boss's hand kowtowing like a meek sheep, enslaved to their swaying stick, to their whims and extravagant desires, to look like a tamed animal,, you may also fall into slavery being a dependently addicted user, when those drugs, those psychedelics like LSD or mescaline, assail your whole attention, play on your real optical visions, give you a negative feedback on the world around you, affect your life for the worst, make of you an object of...
#addiction
#confessional
#drugs
#emotional
#uplifting
219 reads
0 Comments
DU Poetry : Long Poems About Drugs
