Poems about Heroin
#heroin
Poems about heroin, drugs poetry about heroin, opium and other narcotics. Poems about heroin addiction, lifestyle and the related mental and physical struggles. Also poetry about the war on drugs, global drugs trade and the impact of heroin on users, politics and society.
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
2nd May 2021 2:07pm
2nd May 2021 2:07pm
hello freedom no more kids
#heroin
#culture
#heroic #tradition
#heroic #tradition
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FireHeart
Poem Published
24th Mar 2021 8:53pm
24th Mar 2021 8:53pm
New passions
The artists, the poets, the painters of soul... those are the ones that are most judged.. for they display their emotions out in public, and the vulnerablity sets them free.. they are the most criticised, but do not fear, for art was never meant to please all.. but to prevoke the minds of those that resonate... she is art, some may find strange.. she is beauty beyond measure.. it takes a lifetime and some, to find something as unique, inticing and colourful as the sculpure that you are..
Art is meant to push boundries, plant seeds and arouse emotions... passions... most may not...
Art is meant to push boundries, plant seeds and arouse emotions... passions... most may not...
#love
#heroin
#WritingPoetry
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2021 5:17pm
22nd Mar 2021 5:17pm
bye boy
get off my plain you ignorat demons///Katja no it's catch her in the rye =lye
#heroin
638 reads
7 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2021 3:04pm
2nd Feb 2021 3:04pm
rules and regulation
Rules and Regulation
There is the third wave of Corona 19 in Portugal, peoples at
old people’s homes have been vaccinated, but now it has stalled.
So, what is the problem?
Why are people reluctant to follow the rules and regulations?
I think it is because Portugal lived under a dictatorship for 50 years,
when freedom came lifted the heavy burden, and now they are not
going to give this freedom away for anyone.
The dictate from politicians is often ignored, the question is, what
will happen after the...
There is the third wave of Corona 19 in Portugal, peoples at
old people’s homes have been vaccinated, but now it has stalled.
So, what is the problem?
Why are people reluctant to follow the rules and regulations?
I think it is because Portugal lived under a dictatorship for 50 years,
when freedom came lifted the heavy burden, and now they are not
going to give this freedom away for anyone.
The dictate from politicians is often ignored, the question is, what
will happen after the...
#drugs
#heroin
#marijuana
#addiction
#temptation
474 reads
2 Comments
Lo_bedda
Lo Lo
Lo Lo
Poem Published
5th Dec 2020 7:46am
5th Dec 2020 7:46am
Some Day
It’s a pain, no rain can wash away.
I should go but I always stay.
It’s a game, no soul should play.
Here I remain, lies whispered “everything is okay”
Restrained by this chain, for you I continue to pray.
Needle in your vein, he’ll get clean some day
It’s a pain, no rain can wash away.
I should go but I always stay.
It’s a game, no soul should play.
Here I remain, lies whispered “everything is okay”
Restrained by this chain, for you I continue to pray.
Needle in your vein, he’ll get clean some day
It’s a pain, no rain can wash away.
#love
#heroin
#rhyming
#addiction
#hurt
896 reads
4 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
25th Nov 2020 9:59am
25th Nov 2020 9:59am
the love bug
The love bugs.
Love is like diabetes you have it and live with the malady
taking the right medicine but is not going away.
When a man falls in love, he thinks he is in heaven and follows
where love takes him until it dawns on him, he loves
a person who doesn´t love him or pretends to love him.
Whether she leaves him or he leaves her, the pain is equal.
It has no cure only a lifelong sadness that like a shadow
is always with him, if he had been more caring, she might
have stayed, but he knows in his heart it is not so.
Those who care...
Love is like diabetes you have it and live with the malady
taking the right medicine but is not going away.
When a man falls in love, he thinks he is in heaven and follows
where love takes him until it dawns on him, he loves
a person who doesn´t love him or pretends to love him.
Whether she leaves him or he leaves her, the pain is equal.
It has no cure only a lifelong sadness that like a shadow
is always with him, if he had been more caring, she might
have stayed, but he knows in his heart it is not so.
Those who care...
#alcohol
#drugs
#heroin
#marijuana
#addiction
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1 Comment
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
20th Aug 2020 3:31am
20th Aug 2020 3:31am
What Mama Told Dada Made Dada Blush
Beaten up beaten down and left to cry
left to die where
not even the trees can be happy.
Float glide slip slide where the waters
insist you naught be dry, just to cry
some more (unto big weepiness again).
The real night has no shadows to deceive
our senses. It's a place of deep peace. Not
hardly the place of trepidation fulla spooks,
devils, anti-christs, vampires, or the like.
Tis the same
care-free playground where children have a
chance to become saints in any given daylight, ...
left to die where
not even the trees can be happy.
Float glide slip slide where the waters
insist you naught be dry, just to cry
some more (unto big weepiness again).
The real night has no shadows to deceive
our senses. It's a place of deep peace. Not
hardly the place of trepidation fulla spooks,
devils, anti-christs, vampires, or the like.
Tis the same
care-free playground where children have a
chance to become saints in any given daylight, ...
#dark
#children
#spiritual
#heroin
#heroic
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2 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
20th Aug 2020 00:35am
20th Aug 2020 00:35am
Pin cushion
I've been gutted and filleted
Castrated to the bone
Made a pin cushion of myself
Somebody get 911 on the phone
Was doing good for awhile
Then it hit me with a vengeance
Now I've pushed it way too far
I don't think I'll get a second chance
I'm stumblin' and can't feel my legs
Dump me in a cold shower
Don't know how long I'll last
The situation looks dower
Paramedics scream my name
I'm startin' to turn blue
If I could impart my last words
I'd say "Don't let this happen to you!"
Castrated to the bone
Made a pin cushion of myself
Somebody get 911 on the phone
Was doing good for awhile
Then it hit me with a vengeance
Now I've pushed it way too far
I don't think I'll get a second chance
I'm stumblin' and can't feel my legs
Dump me in a cold shower
Don't know how long I'll last
The situation looks dower
Paramedics scream my name
I'm startin' to turn blue
If I could impart my last words
I'd say "Don't let this happen to you!"
#SelfHarm
#alcohol
#drugs
#heroin
#addiction
955 reads
4 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
10th Aug 2020 2:57pm
10th Aug 2020 2:57pm
Bad To Be Glad, But Only Parapsychologically So. (See?)
Dark confuses light
diffusing into gelatinous
pieces of organic matter.
Maybe these colors don't belong together.
Maybe, truth be known, is a mere
state of deluded ego'mind running for dear life
across through evergreen and
permafrost to a loverly string of payment(s)
for that cherished Flo'da beach
priority prospects parlayed through Jesus Christ's
very...
diffusing into gelatinous
pieces of organic matter.
Maybe these colors don't belong together.
Maybe, truth be known, is a mere
state of deluded ego'mind running for dear life
across through evergreen and
permafrost to a loverly string of payment(s)
for that cherished Flo'da beach
priority prospects parlayed through Jesus Christ's
very...
#love
#alcohol
#heroin
#marijuana
#tobacco
544 reads
5 Comments
Lo_bedda
Lo Lo
Lo Lo
Poem Published
19th Jul 2020 8:13pm
19th Jul 2020 8:13pm
My Brown Eyed Boy
I fell in love with a brown eyed boy, it’s not a love I can say I enjoy.
I’m addicted to him but I never would have predicted the pain that would be inflicted.
I should have detected that he injected drugs,
Maybe he felt neglected and heroin made him feel protected.
I don’t think he understands who his choices have affected.
I’m addicted to an addict. Who would have suspected…
I don’t know how I got myself into this mess, but as you would guess it causes me stress.
But it was love at first sight, he’s such a delight… when we don’t fight.
When I stay...
I’m addicted to him but I never would have predicted the pain that would be inflicted.
I should have detected that he injected drugs,
Maybe he felt neglected and heroin made him feel protected.
I don’t think he understands who his choices have affected.
I’m addicted to an addict. Who would have suspected…
I don’t know how I got myself into this mess, but as you would guess it causes me stress.
But it was love at first sight, he’s such a delight… when we don’t fight.
When I stay...
#love
#heroin
#rhyming #addiction
#rhyming #addiction
754 reads
12 Comments
Lo_bedda
Lo Lo
Lo Lo
Poem Published
19th Jul 2020 1:00am
19th Jul 2020 1:00am
Our Addictions
You used to make me feel whole, now im just a lost soul, I lost all control, it was my heart that you stole, now I’m looking for the restart. Laying next to you in bed and still feel worlds apart.
The pain I’m feeling is off the chart, and the cocaine made you insane and I keep asking why I remain as I watch you miss your vein. Man, I really let my life go down the drain.
This wasn’t part of my plan, you pace the room checking the can, talking about “if it’s not there we gotta meet up with the middle man, ya know the one who drives the mini-van” fuck, when did...
The pain I’m feeling is off the chart, and the cocaine made you insane and I keep asking why I remain as I watch you miss your vein. Man, I really let my life go down the drain.
This wasn’t part of my plan, you pace the room checking the can, talking about “if it’s not there we gotta meet up with the middle man, ya know the one who drives the mini-van” fuck, when did...
#love
#dark
#heroin
#rhyming
#addiction
782 reads
6 Comments
TwistedSister
Poem Published
9th Jun 2020 7:32pm
9th Jun 2020 7:32pm
Angel of Death
I remember that day so crystal clear
Doctors telling me what I did not want to hear
Despite their best efforts and how hard they tried
How sorry they were my sweet daughter had died
A piece of my heart was suddenly gone
Tell me how am i supposed to move on
Sitting there crying I stared at your face
Remembering your birth and our first embrace
My hopes and dreams died that day
the angel of death took you away
and in that moment my heart was torn
Leaving me to forever mourn
The day that your addiction won
And took you...
Doctors telling me what I did not want to hear
Despite their best efforts and how hard they tried
How sorry they were my sweet daughter had died
A piece of my heart was suddenly gone
Tell me how am i supposed to move on
Sitting there crying I stared at your face
Remembering your birth and our first embrace
My hopes and dreams died that day
the angel of death took you away
and in that moment my heart was torn
Leaving me to forever mourn
The day that your addiction won
And took you...
#drugs
#heroin
#addiction
1538 reads
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