Poems About Drugs Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about drugs published by members recently online.
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 5:27am
18th Nov 2024 5:27am
I Was 18 and Stoned, Okay?
What do the stars mean?
Absolute realization of one's aliveness.
The wind is a cool silver stream
She could stand still and live the pinnacle of happiness.
But up ahead, he is the ocean,
Can she, just once, dive off the moon
and jump into him,
his entirety
which surely would welcome her
with ecstasy, not obstacles?
Alive, alive, alive
The silver wind blows
The midnight mountain is a treadmill
They walk without concern
A rustle in the trees
Piqued curiosity meets opportunity
...
Absolute realization of one's aliveness.
The wind is a cool silver stream
She could stand still and live the pinnacle of happiness.
But up ahead, he is the ocean,
Can she, just once, dive off the moon
and jump into him,
his entirety
which surely would welcome her
with ecstasy, not obstacles?
Alive, alive, alive
The silver wind blows
The midnight mountain is a treadmill
They walk without concern
A rustle in the trees
Piqued curiosity meets opportunity
...
#college
#drugs
#mountains
99 reads
6 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 5:27am
18th Nov 2024 5:27am
I Was 18 and Stoned, Okay?
What do the stars mean?
Absolute realization of one's aliveness.
The wind is a cool silver stream
She could stand still and live the pinnacle of happiness.
But up ahead, he is the ocean,
Can she, just once, dive off the moon
and jump into him,
his entirety
which surely would welcome her
with ecstasy, not obstacles?
Alive, alive, alive
The silver wind blows
The midnight mountain is a treadmill
They walk without concern
A rustle in the trees
Piqued curiosity meets opportunity
...
Absolute realization of one's aliveness.
The wind is a cool silver stream
She could stand still and live the pinnacle of happiness.
But up ahead, he is the ocean,
Can she, just once, dive off the moon
and jump into him,
his entirety
which surely would welcome her
with ecstasy, not obstacles?
Alive, alive, alive
The silver wind blows
The midnight mountain is a treadmill
They walk without concern
A rustle in the trees
Piqued curiosity meets opportunity
...
#college
#drugs
#mountains
99 reads
6 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 5:27am
18th Nov 2024 5:27am
I Was 18 and Stoned, Okay?
What do the stars mean?
Absolute realization of one's aliveness.
The wind is a cool silver stream
She could stand still and live the pinnacle of happiness.
But up ahead, he is the ocean,
Can she, just once, dive off the moon
and jump into him,
his entirety
which surely would welcome her
with ecstasy, not obstacles?
Alive, alive, alive
The silver wind blows
The midnight mountain is a treadmill
They walk without concern
A rustle in the trees
Piqued curiosity meets opportunity
...
Absolute realization of one's aliveness.
The wind is a cool silver stream
She could stand still and live the pinnacle of happiness.
But up ahead, he is the ocean,
Can she, just once, dive off the moon
and jump into him,
his entirety
which surely would welcome her
with ecstasy, not obstacles?
Alive, alive, alive
The silver wind blows
The midnight mountain is a treadmill
They walk without concern
A rustle in the trees
Piqued curiosity meets opportunity
...
#college
#drugs
#mountains
99 reads
6 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 7:16am
18th Jan 2025 7:16am
Buffalo NY Sunday (Parody)
Buffalo NY Sunday
Pleasant Valley Sunday (Parody)
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The kid who raps is down the street
...someone just kicked his ass!
He sang of doing bitches to a...
lady dressed up for mass!
Another Buffalo NY Sunday...
empty houses burning everywhere...
so many burkas that are all the same...
...a ghetto in such disrepair.
Mohammed's wife's a tween -
she's years away from legal vote..
Abdul has just been charged...
for making love...to his goat!
Another Buffalo NY...
Pleasant Valley Sunday (Parody)
----------------------‐
The kid who raps is down the street
...someone just kicked his ass!
He sang of doing bitches to a...
lady dressed up for mass!
Another Buffalo NY Sunday...
empty houses burning everywhere...
so many burkas that are all the same...
...a ghetto in such disrepair.
Mohammed's wife's a tween -
she's years away from legal vote..
Abdul has just been charged...
for making love...to his goat!
Another Buffalo NY...
#city
#drugs
#lyrics
54 reads
2 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 7:16am
18th Jan 2025 7:16am
Buffalo NY Sunday (Parody)
Buffalo NY Sunday
Pleasant Valley Sunday (Parody)
----------------------‐
The kid who raps is down the street
...someone just kicked his ass!
He sang of doing bitches to a...
lady dressed up for mass!
Another Buffalo NY Sunday...
empty houses burning everywhere...
so many burkas that are all the same...
...a ghetto in such disrepair.
Mohammed's wife's a tween -
she's years away from legal vote..
Abdul has just been charged...
for making love...to his goat!
Another Buffalo NY...
Pleasant Valley Sunday (Parody)
----------------------‐
The kid who raps is down the street
...someone just kicked his ass!
He sang of doing bitches to a...
lady dressed up for mass!
Another Buffalo NY Sunday...
empty houses burning everywhere...
so many burkas that are all the same...
...a ghetto in such disrepair.
Mohammed's wife's a tween -
she's years away from legal vote..
Abdul has just been charged...
for making love...to his goat!
Another Buffalo NY...
#city
#drugs
#lyrics
54 reads
2 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 7:16am
18th Jan 2025 7:16am
Buffalo NY Sunday (Parody)
Buffalo NY Sunday
Pleasant Valley Sunday (Parody)
----------------------‐
The kid who raps is down the street
...someone just kicked his ass!
He sang of doing bitches to a...
lady dressed up for mass!
Another Buffalo NY Sunday...
empty houses burning everywhere...
so many burkas that are all the same...
...a ghetto in such disrepair.
Mohammed's wife's a tween -
she's years away from legal vote..
Abdul has just been charged...
for making love...to his goat!
Another Buffalo NY...
Pleasant Valley Sunday (Parody)
----------------------‐
The kid who raps is down the street
...someone just kicked his ass!
He sang of doing bitches to a...
lady dressed up for mass!
Another Buffalo NY Sunday...
empty houses burning everywhere...
so many burkas that are all the same...
...a ghetto in such disrepair.
Mohammed's wife's a tween -
she's years away from legal vote..
Abdul has just been charged...
for making love...to his goat!
Another Buffalo NY...
#city
#drugs
#lyrics
54 reads
2 Comments
Her
Poem Published
6th Dec 2022 00:58am
6th Dec 2022 00:58am
Spiral
S just took three one-milligram Xanax. She said she took about twelve-fifteenish so far.
About ten minutes later at 6:17pm – She just took three more. S said she was “taking a stoner holiday” and “it’s the only way I can function.”
“Please don’t take anymore.”
“I need to be numb.”
“I don’t want you to take anymore. I don’t care if you get angry.”
“It’s not something I normally do.”
“It lowers your heart rate and respiration. I don’t want you to fall asleep and not wake up.”
“I’m not killing myself. I don’t have weed.”
“It wouldn’t be...
About ten minutes later at 6:17pm – She just took three more. S said she was “taking a stoner holiday” and “it’s the only way I can function.”
“Please don’t take anymore.”
“I need to be numb.”
“I don’t want you to take anymore. I don’t care if you get angry.”
“It’s not something I normally do.”
“It lowers your heart rate and respiration. I don’t want you to fall asleep and not wake up.”
“I’m not killing myself. I don’t have weed.”
“It wouldn’t be...
#drugs
#illness
#confusion
210 reads
4 Comments
Her
Poem Published
6th Dec 2022 00:58am
6th Dec 2022 00:58am
Spiral
S just took three one-milligram Xanax. She said she took about twelve-fifteenish so far.
About ten minutes later at 6:17pm – She just took three more. S said she was “taking a stoner holiday” and “it’s the only way I can function.”
“Please don’t take anymore.”
“I need to be numb.”
“I don’t want you to take anymore. I don’t care if you get angry.”
“It’s not something I normally do.”
“It lowers your heart rate and respiration. I don’t want you to fall asleep and not wake up.”
“I’m not killing myself. I don’t have weed.”
“It wouldn’t be...
About ten minutes later at 6:17pm – She just took three more. S said she was “taking a stoner holiday” and “it’s the only way I can function.”
“Please don’t take anymore.”
“I need to be numb.”
“I don’t want you to take anymore. I don’t care if you get angry.”
“It’s not something I normally do.”
“It lowers your heart rate and respiration. I don’t want you to fall asleep and not wake up.”
“I’m not killing myself. I don’t have weed.”
“It wouldn’t be...
#drugs
#illness
#confusion
210 reads
4 Comments
Her
Poem Published
6th Dec 2022 00:58am
6th Dec 2022 00:58am
Spiral
S just took three one-milligram Xanax. She said she took about twelve-fifteenish so far.
About ten minutes later at 6:17pm – She just took three more. S said she was “taking a stoner holiday” and “it’s the only way I can function.”
“Please don’t take anymore.”
“I need to be numb.”
“I don’t want you to take anymore. I don’t care if you get angry.”
“It’s not something I normally do.”
“It lowers your heart rate and respiration. I don’t want you to fall asleep and not wake up.”
“I’m not killing myself. I don’t have weed.”
“It wouldn’t be...
About ten minutes later at 6:17pm – She just took three more. S said she was “taking a stoner holiday” and “it’s the only way I can function.”
“Please don’t take anymore.”
“I need to be numb.”
“I don’t want you to take anymore. I don’t care if you get angry.”
“It’s not something I normally do.”
“It lowers your heart rate and respiration. I don’t want you to fall asleep and not wake up.”
“I’m not killing myself. I don’t have weed.”
“It wouldn’t be...
#drugs
#illness
#confusion
210 reads
4 Comments
RyanBlackborough
Poem Published
9th Sep 2024 9:05pm
9th Sep 2024 9:05pm
Pin cushion
Success is drawing blood.
Follow in my tracks.
There's no rush.
I'm not missing.
Just off the straight and narrow.
Open to facilitate.
Steadfast to invigorate.
There are drawbacks
But I take the plunge.
Time passed as pastime.
Days blend differently.
Its not my daily grind.
But it helps to get by.
Follow in my tracks.
There's no rush.
I'm not missing.
Just off the straight and narrow.
Open to facilitate.
Steadfast to invigorate.
There are drawbacks
But I take the plunge.
Time passed as pastime.
Days blend differently.
Its not my daily grind.
But it helps to get by.
#drugs
221 reads
8 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 00:34am
15th Dec 2024 00:34am
a lucid haze
My bedsheets smell of
lavender and indica
silk pillowcase a cushioned ocean
for my restless mind
that floats through the dark
unseeing and unsleeping
I'm nowhere in particular
if I wait for the dawn I might see it
lavender and indica
silk pillowcase a cushioned ocean
for my restless mind
that floats through the dark
unseeing and unsleeping
I'm nowhere in particular
if I wait for the dawn I might see it
#depression
#drugs
#insomnia #marijuana
#insomnia #marijuana
175 reads
12 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 00:34am
15th Dec 2024 00:34am
a lucid haze
My bedsheets smell of
lavender and indica
silk pillowcase a cushioned ocean
for my restless mind
that floats through the dark
unseeing and unsleeping
I'm nowhere in particular
if I wait for the dawn I might see it
lavender and indica
silk pillowcase a cushioned ocean
for my restless mind
that floats through the dark
unseeing and unsleeping
I'm nowhere in particular
if I wait for the dawn I might see it
#depression
#drugs
#insomnia #marijuana
#insomnia #marijuana
175 reads
12 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Drugs Published by Members Recently Online
