Long Poems About Drugs
#drugs
Long poems about drugs. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Fetchitnow
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2019 12:14pm
2nd Sep 2019 12:14pm
Crocodile Day Tripping
There's now proof, that a Russian flesh-eating cannibal is in the good old US of A
He would offer you toxic ingredients, including gasoline and lighter fluid, I'd say
But, because its tell-tale scaly sores, are similar to another well known leacher
They initially played down concerns, saying, "they're not seeing signs of the creature"
My boyfriend had maggots coming out of his leg, after a recent foreign scare
I know people don't want to hear stuff like that, but it is really happening out there
...
He would offer you toxic ingredients, including gasoline and lighter fluid, I'd say
But, because its tell-tale scaly sores, are similar to another well known leacher
They initially played down concerns, saying, "they're not seeing signs of the creature"
My boyfriend had maggots coming out of his leg, after a recent foreign scare
I know people don't want to hear stuff like that, but it is really happening out there
...
#drugs
543 reads
4 Comments
zinnzinn
ZINNNNIZ
ZINNNNIZ
Poem Published
27th Aug 2019 2:29am
27th Aug 2019 2:29am
It ends how it starts
I end each day the same way I start
Every day that I start I got a lot on my heart
My mind fell apart from my failure to depart
I see the scars and the marks from the sparks in the dark
Like the bites from a dog that fights with no bark
Standing still on this spinning sphere
Looking back in retrospect as the cloudiness clears
All the years and the tears and the beers got me here
God's my only fear he's the maker I'm the made
In my cave I'm a slave to the shade it comes in waves
Craves last for days from the cradle to the...
Every day that I start I got a lot on my heart
My mind fell apart from my failure to depart
I see the scars and the marks from the sparks in the dark
Like the bites from a dog that fights with no bark
Standing still on this spinning sphere
Looking back in retrospect as the cloudiness clears
All the years and the tears and the beers got me here
God's my only fear he's the maker I'm the made
In my cave I'm a slave to the shade it comes in waves
Craves last for days from the cradle to the...
#death
#drugs
#addiction
#temptation
#SelfDiscovery
756 reads
1 Comment
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
14th Aug 2019 12:15pm
14th Aug 2019 12:15pm
I call my muse a slut
Filling up at the servo
came back to green machine (Ford 99 lazer)
big arse cheeky grin
What's up, you look like the Cheshire cat that ate the golden canary
Dude only charged me to twenty to fill up from empty
That's amazing, let's smoke a cone and some vitamins to celebrate
He mix up his taste, does his thing
I don't look this time, head off in the clouds, heart in.... love? , wanting off this hamster wheel? out of this penal colony?
Tosses me the bag, mix it with coke
down the hatch good stuff
Darkness...
came back to green machine (Ford 99 lazer)
big arse cheeky grin
What's up, you look like the Cheshire cat that ate the golden canary
Dude only charged me to twenty to fill up from empty
That's amazing, let's smoke a cone and some vitamins to celebrate
He mix up his taste, does his thing
I don't look this time, head off in the clouds, heart in.... love? , wanting off this hamster wheel? out of this penal colony?
Tosses me the bag, mix it with coke
down the hatch good stuff
Darkness...
#drugs
#marijuana
#travel
516 reads
2 Comments
David_Macleod
14397816
14397816
Poem Published
13th Aug 2019 2:06am
13th Aug 2019 2:06am
JUNKIE
#love
#breakup
#SelfHarm
#drugs
#SelfReflection
901 reads
16 Comments
Countrygirl96
Poem Published
11th Aug 2019 6:00am
11th Aug 2019 6:00am
Keep Me In Mind
Keep me in mind as you walk those empty halls
As you suffer in the awkward silence of me being gone
As you slowly forget the sound of my voice
As you remember the light that once shined in my eyes
Keep me in mind as you walk past that police tape again
The spot where you watched me take my last few breaths
That dark remote place where that monster stabbed me
That place where you can't stand to see again
Keep me in mind as you walk into that church
When you walk up and ask the priest to listen to your sins
When you confess that...
As you suffer in the awkward silence of me being gone
As you slowly forget the sound of my voice
As you remember the light that once shined in my eyes
Keep me in mind as you walk past that police tape again
The spot where you watched me take my last few breaths
That dark remote place where that monster stabbed me
That place where you can't stand to see again
Keep me in mind as you walk into that church
When you walk up and ask the priest to listen to your sins
When you confess that...
#sadness
#dark
#drugs
650 reads
1 Comment
Vandel_Viaclovsky
Van
Van
Poem Published
5th Aug 2019 11:22pm
5th Aug 2019 11:22pm
Hawthorne
Racing rapidfire across the way
out of that dust bowl blaze
melted onto 5th street
rustled into the Sand n Sage.
& so it is that i am become this burnt toast earth
a slab of pale beefsteak sizzling away
as the brain sweats yesterday out
this whole town, it occurs to me,
looks as if it is
one large abandoned
dogeared rooftop, ...
out of that dust bowl blaze
melted onto 5th street
rustled into the Sand n Sage.
& so it is that i am become this burnt toast earth
a slab of pale beefsteak sizzling away
as the brain sweats yesterday out
this whole town, it occurs to me,
looks as if it is
one large abandoned
dogeared rooftop, ...
#city
#summer
#drugs
#confessional
#travel
22 reads
6 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
28th Jul 2019 4:23pm
28th Jul 2019 4:23pm
Moving The Kilos III (Cashing Out)
You got me G, and thanks for the tip
Yeah, I’ve heard this nigga be talking cash shit
I know where his ass be head up, it’s time for me to send this bitch
Be careful this fuck wears many disguises
You can fuck his bitch, just give me the lye
I thought he was your boy
What, just a substitute when I don’t want to play with expensive toys
A booster listed on my speed dial, when I need some loose cash
Got his money, his hard dick, and then sold him some nose trash
Wait, we got the dope and the money
Naw it’s about a fuck not...
Yeah, I’ve heard this nigga be talking cash shit
I know where his ass be head up, it’s time for me to send this bitch
Be careful this fuck wears many disguises
You can fuck his bitch, just give me the lye
I thought he was your boy
What, just a substitute when I don’t want to play with expensive toys
A booster listed on my speed dial, when I need some loose cash
Got his money, his hard dick, and then sold him some nose trash
Wait, we got the dope and the money
Naw it’s about a fuck not...
#violence
#drugs
593 reads
4 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
27th Jul 2019 8:08pm
27th Jul 2019 8:08pm
Moving the Kilos II
#drugs
744 reads
18 Comments
AaHarvey
Poem Published
17th Jul 2019 8:23pm
17th Jul 2019 8:23pm
Family of friends
So love, what’s the drug?
Smoke it, poke it, toke on da blunt?
Inhale, breath out, inhale, party-party.
That’s how all this bloody started!
Inhale, breath out, inhale. Stop it!
Inhale, breath out, inhale, party-party!
Hi I’m high, what? You’re my wife?
And we’re in an ambulance doing 95,
Because your waters broke, when I was having a toke?
Yo stop the van! We all need to just chill out.
Yo little baby, I hope you can hear me!
Because this world is scary, stay there inside Mummy.
You don’t want to come out...
Smoke it, poke it, toke on da blunt?
Inhale, breath out, inhale, party-party.
That’s how all this bloody started!
Inhale, breath out, inhale. Stop it!
Inhale, breath out, inhale, party-party!
Hi I’m high, what? You’re my wife?
And we’re in an ambulance doing 95,
Because your waters broke, when I was having a toke?
Yo stop the van! We all need to just chill out.
Yo little baby, I hope you can hear me!
Because this world is scary, stay there inside Mummy.
You don’t want to come out...
#love
#children
#family
#drugs
#funny
436 reads
0 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
29th Jun 2019 12:43pm
29th Jun 2019 12:43pm
Language is not a barrier (carpe's therapy sessions)
Five in the morning, come as no surprise
Still have not fucking slept
Rest, caught on rare occasions like a fish swimming into the net
On the couch, music on pause for some reason. lost to all but me and the unsmoked joint (not like me at all)
Inwardly sifting through mental shoes
some of the traumatics in the wrong
labelled boxes, whilst others have crossed over, merged together needing their own box.this game is apparently called, piece my life back together,
all the King's horses and men
Loud thudding on...
Still have not fucking slept
Rest, caught on rare occasions like a fish swimming into the net
On the couch, music on pause for some reason. lost to all but me and the unsmoked joint (not like me at all)
Inwardly sifting through mental shoes
some of the traumatics in the wrong
labelled boxes, whilst others have crossed over, merged together needing their own box.this game is apparently called, piece my life back together,
all the King's horses and men
Loud thudding on...
#drugs
#LifeAsAWriter
#MentalHealth #PTSD
#MentalHealth #PTSD
623 reads
3 Comments
A_Conduit
Poem Published
25th Jun 2019 9:38pm
25th Jun 2019 9:38pm
Authorities saintly secret
A contributer of contraband to the confused and common man
Withstands the investigations of those enablers of the peddle
Through mere complicity the tarnished are erased
The degraded further degrade
Selling people to drugs
And bringing down their standards
With the standard
You know, the standard?
Bearing what little bars are bending
Bent over a crooked counter
Pinching pennies with bored precision
Pick up your face
There's pills to swallow
Sleep filth with empty pockets
Engrained sense of self loathing
Lost to me the...
Withstands the investigations of those enablers of the peddle
Through mere complicity the tarnished are erased
The degraded further degrade
Selling people to drugs
And bringing down their standards
With the standard
You know, the standard?
Bearing what little bars are bending
Bent over a crooked counter
Pinching pennies with bored precision
Pick up your face
There's pills to swallow
Sleep filth with empty pockets
Engrained sense of self loathing
Lost to me the...
#abuse
#peace
#drugs
#confessional
#addiction
433 reads
0 Comments
phantom1984
Poem Published
11th May 2019 9:36am
11th May 2019 9:36am
the lil' angel who saved me
so many things go through my mind
as i sit here tonight writing rhymes,
i wonder to myself how things turned so bad
why it couldn't remain the way it once was,,
too many times i have failed to understand
just point a finger and place the blame,
but times like these it can't be done that way
just have to dig deep down inside for one of the memories i hold,
look into the things at hand
try my best to handle it all right,
instead of falling back to old times
when i would just strike out to end the fight,
it's some how...
as i sit here tonight writing rhymes,
i wonder to myself how things turned so bad
why it couldn't remain the way it once was,,
too many times i have failed to understand
just point a finger and place the blame,
but times like these it can't be done that way
just have to dig deep down inside for one of the memories i hold,
look into the things at hand
try my best to handle it all right,
instead of falling back to old times
when i would just strike out to end the fight,
it's some how...
#happiness
#love
#hope
#drugs
#addiction
542 reads
1 Comment
DU Poetry : Long Poems About Drugs
