Poems About Drugs Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about drugs published by members recently online.
goldenmyst
Poem Published
14th Jan 2021 2:47am
14th Jan 2021 2:47am
Drunk on Poetry
Drunk on Poetry
Trash talking Rosie
Took a walk down desolation row
Looking for poetry
From sidewalk troubadours
She needed a lyrical infusion
More than morphine
Or whiskey on the rocks
Deep in the Quarter
Her life began again
With bohemian beau
Drunk on his poetry
She sank into his mattress
Trash talking Rosie
Took a walk down desolation row
Looking for poetry
From sidewalk troubadours
She needed a lyrical infusion
More than morphine
Or whiskey on the rocks
Deep in the Quarter
Her life began again
With bohemian beau
Drunk on his poetry
She sank into his mattress
#romantic
#city
#drugs
#FallingInLove
#sensual
370 reads
6 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
14th Jan 2021 2:47am
14th Jan 2021 2:47am
Drunk on Poetry
Drunk on Poetry
Trash talking Rosie
Took a walk down desolation row
Looking for poetry
From sidewalk troubadours
She needed a lyrical infusion
More than morphine
Or whiskey on the rocks
Deep in the Quarter
Her life began again
With bohemian beau
Drunk on his poetry
She sank into his mattress
Trash talking Rosie
Took a walk down desolation row
Looking for poetry
From sidewalk troubadours
She needed a lyrical infusion
More than morphine
Or whiskey on the rocks
Deep in the Quarter
Her life began again
With bohemian beau
Drunk on his poetry
She sank into his mattress
#romantic
#city
#drugs
#FallingInLove
#sensual
370 reads
6 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
14th Jan 2021 2:47am
14th Jan 2021 2:47am
Drunk on Poetry
Drunk on Poetry
Trash talking Rosie
Took a walk down desolation row
Looking for poetry
From sidewalk troubadours
She needed a lyrical infusion
More than morphine
Or whiskey on the rocks
Deep in the Quarter
Her life began again
With bohemian beau
Drunk on his poetry
She sank into his mattress
Trash talking Rosie
Took a walk down desolation row
Looking for poetry
From sidewalk troubadours
She needed a lyrical infusion
More than morphine
Or whiskey on the rocks
Deep in the Quarter
Her life began again
With bohemian beau
Drunk on his poetry
She sank into his mattress
#romantic
#city
#drugs
#FallingInLove
#sensual
370 reads
6 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
14th Jan 2021 2:47am
14th Jan 2021 2:47am
Drunk on Poetry
Drunk on Poetry
Trash talking Rosie
Took a walk down desolation row
Looking for poetry
From sidewalk troubadours
She needed a lyrical infusion
More than morphine
Or whiskey on the rocks
Deep in the Quarter
Her life began again
With bohemian beau
Drunk on his poetry
She sank into his mattress
Trash talking Rosie
Took a walk down desolation row
Looking for poetry
From sidewalk troubadours
She needed a lyrical infusion
More than morphine
Or whiskey on the rocks
Deep in the Quarter
Her life began again
With bohemian beau
Drunk on his poetry
She sank into his mattress
#romantic
#city
#drugs
#FallingInLove
#sensual
370 reads
6 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
6th Jan 2023 2:12pm
6th Jan 2023 2:12pm
1957 DeSoto
Premonition in the ignition,
neath the moon's quinine
reflecting off the taxi hack
hearing the rods knocking
listening to the raven's squawk
no chrome between its teeth
in the corn fields near Tupelo
near the zombie stalks
a rusted-out DeSoto
once a beauty now no lining
where I sat and listen to the radio,
to Wolfman Jack,
coming to me from WDUP
neath the moon's quinine
reflecting off the taxi hack
hearing the rods knocking
listening to the raven's squawk
no chrome between its teeth
in the corn fields near Tupelo
near the zombie stalks
a rusted-out DeSoto
once a beauty now no lining
where I sat and listen to the radio,
to Wolfman Jack,
coming to me from WDUP
#dark
#alcohol
#drugs
#denial
#temptation
228 reads
adagio
Poem Published
6th Jan 2023 2:12pm
6th Jan 2023 2:12pm
1957 DeSoto
Premonition in the ignition,
neath the moon's quinine
reflecting off the taxi hack
hearing the rods knocking
listening to the raven's squawk
no chrome between its teeth
in the corn fields near Tupelo
near the zombie stalks
a rusted-out DeSoto
once a beauty now no lining
where I sat and listen to the radio,
to Wolfman Jack,
coming to me from WDUP
neath the moon's quinine
reflecting off the taxi hack
hearing the rods knocking
listening to the raven's squawk
no chrome between its teeth
in the corn fields near Tupelo
near the zombie stalks
a rusted-out DeSoto
once a beauty now no lining
where I sat and listen to the radio,
to Wolfman Jack,
coming to me from WDUP
#dark
#alcohol
#drugs
#denial
#temptation
228 reads
adagio
Poem Published
6th Jan 2023 2:12pm
6th Jan 2023 2:12pm
1957 DeSoto
Premonition in the ignition,
neath the moon's quinine
reflecting off the taxi hack
hearing the rods knocking
listening to the raven's squawk
no chrome between its teeth
in the corn fields near Tupelo
near the zombie stalks
a rusted-out DeSoto
once a beauty now no lining
where I sat and listen to the radio,
to Wolfman Jack,
coming to me from WDUP
neath the moon's quinine
reflecting off the taxi hack
hearing the rods knocking
listening to the raven's squawk
no chrome between its teeth
in the corn fields near Tupelo
near the zombie stalks
a rusted-out DeSoto
once a beauty now no lining
where I sat and listen to the radio,
to Wolfman Jack,
coming to me from WDUP
#dark
#alcohol
#drugs
#denial
#temptation
228 reads
adagio
Poem Published
6th Jan 2023 2:12pm
6th Jan 2023 2:12pm
1957 DeSoto
Premonition in the ignition,
neath the moon's quinine
reflecting off the taxi hack
hearing the rods knocking
listening to the raven's squawk
no chrome between its teeth
in the corn fields near Tupelo
near the zombie stalks
a rusted-out DeSoto
once a beauty now no lining
where I sat and listen to the radio,
to Wolfman Jack,
coming to me from WDUP
neath the moon's quinine
reflecting off the taxi hack
hearing the rods knocking
listening to the raven's squawk
no chrome between its teeth
in the corn fields near Tupelo
near the zombie stalks
a rusted-out DeSoto
once a beauty now no lining
where I sat and listen to the radio,
to Wolfman Jack,
coming to me from WDUP
#dark
#alcohol
#drugs
#denial
#temptation
228 reads
adagio
Poem Published
6th Jan 2023 2:12pm
6th Jan 2023 2:12pm
1957 DeSoto
Premonition in the ignition,
neath the moon's quinine
reflecting off the taxi hack
hearing the rods knocking
listening to the raven's squawk
no chrome between its teeth
in the corn fields near Tupelo
near the zombie stalks
a rusted-out DeSoto
once a beauty now no lining
where I sat and listen to the radio,
to Wolfman Jack,
coming to me from WDUP
neath the moon's quinine
reflecting off the taxi hack
hearing the rods knocking
listening to the raven's squawk
no chrome between its teeth
in the corn fields near Tupelo
near the zombie stalks
a rusted-out DeSoto
once a beauty now no lining
where I sat and listen to the radio,
to Wolfman Jack,
coming to me from WDUP
#dark
#alcohol
#drugs
#denial
#temptation
228 reads
Diaryofabasketcase
Poem Published
6th Apr 2024 4:37am
6th Apr 2024 4:37am
Thirteen
#mother
#teens
#childhood
#birthday
#drugs
39 reads
5 Comments
Diaryofabasketcase
Poem Published
6th Apr 2024 4:37am
6th Apr 2024 4:37am
Thirteen
#mother
#teens
#childhood
#birthday
#drugs
39 reads
5 Comments
Diaryofabasketcase
Poem Published
6th Apr 2024 4:37am
6th Apr 2024 4:37am
Thirteen
#mother
#teens
#childhood
#birthday
#drugs
39 reads
5 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Drugs Published by Members Recently Online
