Poems About Drugs Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about drugs published by members recently online.
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
1st Oct 2022 11:04am
1st Oct 2022 11:04am
If Frost Met Bukowski, Would they Sniff Glue Together ?
Pretty enticing title huh ?
Hard to resist opening
I'd go for it too
Alas though you've been conned
I know this place
It's all about reads
Sex sells
Misery a little less enthralling
Tried posting elsewhere
Came home though to my brethren
Freedom Is so cherished
You know it not till you wander
Out there though in the wild
You get the broken people
Not so eager to suck your dick
Just because you posted
Thick skins needed
Real world crazies
Occasional...
Hard to resist opening
I'd go for it too
Alas though you've been conned
I know this place
It's all about reads
Sex sells
Misery a little less enthralling
Tried posting elsewhere
Came home though to my brethren
Freedom Is so cherished
You know it not till you wander
Out there though in the wild
You get the broken people
Not so eager to suck your dick
Just because you posted
Thick skins needed
Real world crazies
Occasional...
#drugs
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
#CharlesBukowski
#philosophical
457 reads
24 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
1st Oct 2022 11:04am
1st Oct 2022 11:04am
If Frost Met Bukowski, Would they Sniff Glue Together ?
Pretty enticing title huh ?
Hard to resist opening
I'd go for it too
Alas though you've been conned
I know this place
It's all about reads
Sex sells
Misery a little less enthralling
Tried posting elsewhere
Came home though to my brethren
Freedom Is so cherished
You know it not till you wander
Out there though in the wild
You get the broken people
Not so eager to suck your dick
Just because you posted
Thick skins needed
Real world crazies
Occasional...
Hard to resist opening
I'd go for it too
Alas though you've been conned
I know this place
It's all about reads
Sex sells
Misery a little less enthralling
Tried posting elsewhere
Came home though to my brethren
Freedom Is so cherished
You know it not till you wander
Out there though in the wild
You get the broken people
Not so eager to suck your dick
Just because you posted
Thick skins needed
Real world crazies
Occasional...
#drugs
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
#CharlesBukowski
#philosophical
457 reads
24 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
1st Oct 2022 11:04am
1st Oct 2022 11:04am
If Frost Met Bukowski, Would they Sniff Glue Together ?
Pretty enticing title huh ?
Hard to resist opening
I'd go for it too
Alas though you've been conned
I know this place
It's all about reads
Sex sells
Misery a little less enthralling
Tried posting elsewhere
Came home though to my brethren
Freedom Is so cherished
You know it not till you wander
Out there though in the wild
You get the broken people
Not so eager to suck your dick
Just because you posted
Thick skins needed
Real world crazies
Occasional...
Hard to resist opening
I'd go for it too
Alas though you've been conned
I know this place
It's all about reads
Sex sells
Misery a little less enthralling
Tried posting elsewhere
Came home though to my brethren
Freedom Is so cherished
You know it not till you wander
Out there though in the wild
You get the broken people
Not so eager to suck your dick
Just because you posted
Thick skins needed
Real world crazies
Occasional...
#drugs
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
#CharlesBukowski
#philosophical
457 reads
24 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
1st Oct 2022 11:04am
1st Oct 2022 11:04am
If Frost Met Bukowski, Would they Sniff Glue Together ?
Pretty enticing title huh ?
Hard to resist opening
I'd go for it too
Alas though you've been conned
I know this place
It's all about reads
Sex sells
Misery a little less enthralling
Tried posting elsewhere
Came home though to my brethren
Freedom Is so cherished
You know it not till you wander
Out there though in the wild
You get the broken people
Not so eager to suck your dick
Just because you posted
Thick skins needed
Real world crazies
Occasional...
Hard to resist opening
I'd go for it too
Alas though you've been conned
I know this place
It's all about reads
Sex sells
Misery a little less enthralling
Tried posting elsewhere
Came home though to my brethren
Freedom Is so cherished
You know it not till you wander
Out there though in the wild
You get the broken people
Not so eager to suck your dick
Just because you posted
Thick skins needed
Real world crazies
Occasional...
#drugs
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
#CharlesBukowski
#philosophical
457 reads
24 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
1st Oct 2022 11:04am
1st Oct 2022 11:04am
If Frost Met Bukowski, Would they Sniff Glue Together ?
Pretty enticing title huh ?
Hard to resist opening
I'd go for it too
Alas though you've been conned
I know this place
It's all about reads
Sex sells
Misery a little less enthralling
Tried posting elsewhere
Came home though to my brethren
Freedom Is so cherished
You know it not till you wander
Out there though in the wild
You get the broken people
Not so eager to suck your dick
Just because you posted
Thick skins needed
Real world crazies
Occasional...
Hard to resist opening
I'd go for it too
Alas though you've been conned
I know this place
It's all about reads
Sex sells
Misery a little less enthralling
Tried posting elsewhere
Came home though to my brethren
Freedom Is so cherished
You know it not till you wander
Out there though in the wild
You get the broken people
Not so eager to suck your dick
Just because you posted
Thick skins needed
Real world crazies
Occasional...
#drugs
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
#CharlesBukowski
#philosophical
457 reads
24 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
311 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
311 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
311 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
311 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
311 reads
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
203 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
203 reads
12 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Drugs Published by Members Recently Online
