Long Poems About Drugs
#drugs
Long poems about drugs. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
wallyroo92
Poem Published
5th Jan 2023 11:18pm
5th Jan 2023 11:18pm
Your Uber is Here
To make extra money I signed up to be an Uber driver
So I took my car to get detailed and waxed
Later that night I would pick up my first customer
And the person who booked it, his name was Max
It was a late Saturday night so people are out drinking
I had to pick up Max over at La Cienega’s restaurant row
There were a lot of folks up and down the street
The smell of food seemed to be everywhere I’d go
When I got to the place I kept looking for this guy Max
But no one seemed to be looking for my car and make
So I parked...
So I took my car to get detailed and waxed
Later that night I would pick up my first customer
And the person who booked it, his name was Max
It was a late Saturday night so people are out drinking
I had to pick up Max over at La Cienega’s restaurant row
There were a lot of folks up and down the street
The smell of food seemed to be everywhere I’d go
When I got to the place I kept looking for this guy Max
But no one seemed to be looking for my car and make
So I parked...
#dogs
#drugs
#funny
391 reads
14 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2023 00:37am
2nd Jan 2023 00:37am
Armed And Dangerous
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...
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...
#city
#drugs
685 reads
4 Comments
Anthonydevol
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2022 11:17pm
22nd Dec 2022 11:17pm
Fetanyl
Fetanyl
The sick misfit swindling every last tidbit of my junkie minded emotionally blinded hope,
At this point I think my guardian angel is hooked on dope, because every time I pray to stop a day where needles aggressively poke my scarred and tired crooks of my arms, I get no answer and repeat this hellish pattern it’s been a decade in time even all my friends happened to die, I’m alone now unable to find a friend as loyal as the soft white powder of death, that 5 dollar bag of pure devilish relief, I can’t even sit infront of and speak to a loved one, because I’m no longer...
The sick misfit swindling every last tidbit of my junkie minded emotionally blinded hope,
At this point I think my guardian angel is hooked on dope, because every time I pray to stop a day where needles aggressively poke my scarred and tired crooks of my arms, I get no answer and repeat this hellish pattern it’s been a decade in time even all my friends happened to die, I’m alone now unable to find a friend as loyal as the soft white powder of death, that 5 dollar bag of pure devilish relief, I can’t even sit infront of and speak to a loved one, because I’m no longer...
#drugs
590 reads
2 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
10th Dec 2022 6:45pm
10th Dec 2022 6:45pm
The Virus
These events as of late has been preparing the world for my return
Baal has been torturing me over and over watching me burn
But I've been promised to be the first allowed through the fucking gates
Baal said only if this time you brought even more pain delivering their fate
But as soon as he said it he realized that it was a silly request
Mentality believes in the punishment of the flesh to lay the spirit to rest
I want it to lay down, roll over, and become like putty in my hands
So Baal tortures me with promises of a possible release under his command...
Baal has been torturing me over and over watching me burn
But I've been promised to be the first allowed through the fucking gates
Baal said only if this time you brought even more pain delivering their fate
But as soon as he said it he realized that it was a silly request
Mentality believes in the punishment of the flesh to lay the spirit to rest
I want it to lay down, roll over, and become like putty in my hands
So Baal tortures me with promises of a possible release under his command...
#dark
#death
#evil
#drugs
#rhyming
249 reads
0 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
9th Dec 2022 00:28am
9th Dec 2022 00:28am
Step Your Game Up
I done did this shit
Called in to the game just to pinch hit
Just like Goodyear motherfuckering roll with it
Shawty wants a thug until there's bullets flying around this bitch
As long as there's dinner with drinks, paid for by my grind
Me walking around the mall, purchasing whatever you find
New car in your spot, new phone, a new wardrobe, and new rims
All of your friends all jealous whenever you come around them
You enjoyed the fruits of my labor with no remorse
Enjoyed that lobster like you didn't know the source
Bottles of wine,...
Called in to the game just to pinch hit
Just like Goodyear motherfuckering roll with it
Shawty wants a thug until there's bullets flying around this bitch
As long as there's dinner with drinks, paid for by my grind
Me walking around the mall, purchasing whatever you find
New car in your spot, new phone, a new wardrobe, and new rims
All of your friends all jealous whenever you come around them
You enjoyed the fruits of my labor with no remorse
Enjoyed that lobster like you didn't know the source
Bottles of wine,...
#violence
#death
#drugs
309 reads
0 Comments
The_Nun_Runner
Poem Published
26th Nov 2022 11:56pm
26th Nov 2022 11:56pm
In The Beginning, There Was Dope, Money, And Then There Was Me
Hotel Nacional de Cuba
Havana, Cuba
Where the fuck is he!
Two more minutes than this fuck feels my steel heat
Impatiently waiting for my point, A man to deliver the fucking Keys
Been held up in this hotel room for days
Dodging the scent of the FBI, CIA, and the fucking DEA
Blackberry steadily vibrating
This better be this motherfucker, delays I ain’t anticipating
“Speak bitch.”
Caller reciting code name, pop pop for any suspected snitch
Where the fuck is my Dope!
You come up short again, Glock...
Havana, Cuba
Where the fuck is he!
Two more minutes than this fuck feels my steel heat
Impatiently waiting for my point, A man to deliver the fucking Keys
Been held up in this hotel room for days
Dodging the scent of the FBI, CIA, and the fucking DEA
Blackberry steadily vibrating
This better be this motherfucker, delays I ain’t anticipating
“Speak bitch.”
Caller reciting code name, pop pop for any suspected snitch
Where the fuck is my Dope!
You come up short again, Glock...
#drugs
#culture
439 reads
5 Comments
The_Nun_Runner
Poem Published
20th Nov 2022 4:32am
20th Nov 2022 4:32am
Moving The Kilos...
Havana, Cuba
Moving the Kilos
Hum, who would ever suspect, a sexy stripper in tow
Moving currency from sunrise to sunset for you
You fuck me over, Glock and Beretta holes, your just due
Looking down at my platinum LadyJust Rolex
Then my Blackberry screen, no fucking text as of yet
Where the fuck is this nigga, who thinks his gangsta ass is John Gotti
Who assume I am beneath him, his crew just because I’m a butter rum hottie
On my way to meet my connection at the agreed private landing strip...
Moving the Kilos
Hum, who would ever suspect, a sexy stripper in tow
Moving currency from sunrise to sunset for you
You fuck me over, Glock and Beretta holes, your just due
Looking down at my platinum LadyJust Rolex
Then my Blackberry screen, no fucking text as of yet
Where the fuck is this nigga, who thinks his gangsta ass is John Gotti
Who assume I am beneath him, his crew just because I’m a butter rum hottie
On my way to meet my connection at the agreed private landing strip...
#drugs
442 reads
8 Comments
The_Nun_Runner
Poem Published
18th Nov 2022 2:25am
18th Nov 2022 2:25am
We Got Their Compound Surrounded... Let’s Do This Gee
Gee, kill that light
You got it my Queen, this fuck about to get served since we bringing the gun fight
Have my crew to crash in and nobody moves until I say when
Fuck his ass up, make him bleed, and shoot his twin
These hustlers been getting away with some straight up bullshit
Stealing these Cartels’ dope
Reselling it for half price the pure cut, now ain’t that bout a bitch
My Queen, I think it’s youngsters inside
If so, aim high while I blindfold their eyes ...
You got it my Queen, this fuck about to get served since we bringing the gun fight
Have my crew to crash in and nobody moves until I say when
Fuck his ass up, make him bleed, and shoot his twin
These hustlers been getting away with some straight up bullshit
Stealing these Cartels’ dope
Reselling it for half price the pure cut, now ain’t that bout a bitch
My Queen, I think it’s youngsters inside
If so, aim high while I blindfold their eyes ...
#city
#drugs
#revenge
474 reads
6 Comments
The_Nun_Runner
Poem Published
9th Nov 2022 1:34am
9th Nov 2022 1:34am
Ghosting That Ass...
Gee, how long do we have to go
I need to get back to New York, after we take care of this hit, we all disappear and invest the profits from our products on the down low
My Queen, it’s best we sneak up on the Russian Cartel and let the bullets flow
Those ruthless fucks’ compound is just over the hill
Don’t worry we got them in sniper rage, we case out the joint and take out the head czar like a true gangsta kill
Their weapons of choice, cannot match ours at any rate or when used at will
And that’s the art of this Nun Runner’s deal ...
I need to get back to New York, after we take care of this hit, we all disappear and invest the profits from our products on the down low
My Queen, it’s best we sneak up on the Russian Cartel and let the bullets flow
Those ruthless fucks’ compound is just over the hill
Don’t worry we got them in sniper rage, we case out the joint and take out the head czar like a true gangsta kill
Their weapons of choice, cannot match ours at any rate or when used at will
And that’s the art of this Nun Runner’s deal ...
#city
#drugs
#revenge
529 reads
5 Comments
The_Nun_Runner
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2022 2:37am
3rd Nov 2022 2:37am
187 (The Players...The Nun Runner's Story Part II)
You want some of this smoke… yeah I’m the one doing the puffing
I will blow smoke up your ass and leave you huffing
No, my sista I don’t get down with cunts I cannot wax
Hold this bitch still while I break her legs with my autographed Sammie Sosa baseball bat
Your dumb ass done confused the tigress with the cat
Coming all up to my table popping yang
If you aint dined on Beluga Sturgeon Caviar and know how to apply pain
Then bitch you can’t even say my name
This is a rich game and not for the wanna be gangsta bitches ...
I will blow smoke up your ass and leave you huffing
No, my sista I don’t get down with cunts I cannot wax
Hold this bitch still while I break her legs with my autographed Sammie Sosa baseball bat
Your dumb ass done confused the tigress with the cat
Coming all up to my table popping yang
If you aint dined on Beluga Sturgeon Caviar and know how to apply pain
Then bitch you can’t even say my name
This is a rich game and not for the wanna be gangsta bitches ...
#city
#drugs
#revenge
636 reads
3 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
1st Nov 2022 6:00pm
1st Nov 2022 6:00pm
Open The Gates
It's happened again fuckboys done told on us
They've got every shipment entering getting busted
My boy Double L said some fool got caught catching a ball
There wouldn't had been a problem if it wasn't thrown over the wall
Now the walls around the outside are being monitored day and night
Cells are getting tossed and they're finally doing it right
This whole institution is dry, there are no racial lines happening now
All of the muscle is coming together, it's time for a drug pow wow
But while they're flapping, the warden ask me to sit down ...
They've got every shipment entering getting busted
My boy Double L said some fool got caught catching a ball
There wouldn't had been a problem if it wasn't thrown over the wall
Now the walls around the outside are being monitored day and night
Cells are getting tossed and they're finally doing it right
This whole institution is dry, there are no racial lines happening now
All of the muscle is coming together, it's time for a drug pow wow
But while they're flapping, the warden ask me to sit down ...
#drugs
245 reads
2 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
31st Oct 2022 8:08pm
31st Oct 2022 8:08pm
Lockdown
#violence
#drugs
211 reads
2 Comments
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