Poems About Heroin Published by Members Recently Online
#heroin
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
24th Jan 2024 12:30pm
24th Jan 2024 12:30pm
A trip down memory vein.
I used to cool myself in the
shadow of skyscrapers.
A tapestry of traffic lights, blurred
vision and methadone clinics.
Some walking billboard of tragedy
with nothing ever in my pockets
except points, spoons, or lighters.
Sexy I know.
Sometimes even soldiers surrender.
Trading sand for that grit that builds up
in the corners of a city's asphalt veins.
Broken, with a will as thin as rice paper,
living on pure plunger power.
I thought I was tough fronting that
Sunday morning soup kitchen smile.
I...
shadow of skyscrapers.
A tapestry of traffic lights, blurred
vision and methadone clinics.
Some walking billboard of tragedy
with nothing ever in my pockets
except points, spoons, or lighters.
Sexy I know.
Sometimes even soldiers surrender.
Trading sand for that grit that builds up
in the corners of a city's asphalt veins.
Broken, with a will as thin as rice paper,
living on pure plunger power.
I thought I was tough fronting that
Sunday morning soup kitchen smile.
I...
#strength
#drugs
#heroin
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10 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
24th Jan 2024 12:30pm
24th Jan 2024 12:30pm
A trip down memory vein.
I used to cool myself in the
shadow of skyscrapers.
A tapestry of traffic lights, blurred
vision and methadone clinics.
Some walking billboard of tragedy
with nothing ever in my pockets
except points, spoons, or lighters.
Sexy I know.
Sometimes even soldiers surrender.
Trading sand for that grit that builds up
in the corners of a city's asphalt veins.
Broken, with a will as thin as rice paper,
living on pure plunger power.
I thought I was tough fronting that
Sunday morning soup kitchen smile.
I...
shadow of skyscrapers.
A tapestry of traffic lights, blurred
vision and methadone clinics.
Some walking billboard of tragedy
with nothing ever in my pockets
except points, spoons, or lighters.
Sexy I know.
Sometimes even soldiers surrender.
Trading sand for that grit that builds up
in the corners of a city's asphalt veins.
Broken, with a will as thin as rice paper,
living on pure plunger power.
I thought I was tough fronting that
Sunday morning soup kitchen smile.
I...
#strength
#drugs
#heroin
173 reads
10 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
24th Jan 2024 12:30pm
24th Jan 2024 12:30pm
A trip down memory vein.
I used to cool myself in the
shadow of skyscrapers.
A tapestry of traffic lights, blurred
vision and methadone clinics.
Some walking billboard of tragedy
with nothing ever in my pockets
except points, spoons, or lighters.
Sexy I know.
Sometimes even soldiers surrender.
Trading sand for that grit that builds up
in the corners of a city's asphalt veins.
Broken, with a will as thin as rice paper,
living on pure plunger power.
I thought I was tough fronting that
Sunday morning soup kitchen smile.
I...
shadow of skyscrapers.
A tapestry of traffic lights, blurred
vision and methadone clinics.
Some walking billboard of tragedy
with nothing ever in my pockets
except points, spoons, or lighters.
Sexy I know.
Sometimes even soldiers surrender.
Trading sand for that grit that builds up
in the corners of a city's asphalt veins.
Broken, with a will as thin as rice paper,
living on pure plunger power.
I thought I was tough fronting that
Sunday morning soup kitchen smile.
I...
#strength
#drugs
#heroin
173 reads
10 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
13th Mar 2023 3:32pm
13th Mar 2023 3:32pm
I'm on the program
She stated
What's the difference
He replied
Its all the same
Liquid hand cuffs
or
On the needle forever crucified
Just dead bugs beneath the cracks
you and i baby
Tragedy
Another lifeless junkie
By the tracks
Judge thee not
What's the difference
He replied
Its all the same
Liquid hand cuffs
or
On the needle forever crucified
Just dead bugs beneath the cracks
you and i baby
Tragedy
Another lifeless junkie
By the tracks
Judge thee not
#LifeStruggles
#drugs
#heroin
#addiction
#philosophical
534 reads
5 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
13th Mar 2023 3:32pm
13th Mar 2023 3:32pm
I'm on the program
She stated
What's the difference
He replied
Its all the same
Liquid hand cuffs
or
On the needle forever crucified
Just dead bugs beneath the cracks
you and i baby
Tragedy
Another lifeless junkie
By the tracks
Judge thee not
What's the difference
He replied
Its all the same
Liquid hand cuffs
or
On the needle forever crucified
Just dead bugs beneath the cracks
you and i baby
Tragedy
Another lifeless junkie
By the tracks
Judge thee not
#LifeStruggles
#drugs
#heroin
#addiction
#philosophical
534 reads
5 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
13th Mar 2023 3:32pm
13th Mar 2023 3:32pm
I'm on the program
She stated
What's the difference
He replied
Its all the same
Liquid hand cuffs
or
On the needle forever crucified
Just dead bugs beneath the cracks
you and i baby
Tragedy
Another lifeless junkie
By the tracks
Judge thee not
What's the difference
He replied
Its all the same
Liquid hand cuffs
or
On the needle forever crucified
Just dead bugs beneath the cracks
you and i baby
Tragedy
Another lifeless junkie
By the tracks
Judge thee not
#LifeStruggles
#drugs
#heroin
#addiction
#philosophical
534 reads
5 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
13th Mar 2023 3:32pm
13th Mar 2023 3:32pm
I'm on the program
She stated
What's the difference
He replied
Its all the same
Liquid hand cuffs
or
On the needle forever crucified
Just dead bugs beneath the cracks
you and i baby
Tragedy
Another lifeless junkie
By the tracks
Judge thee not
What's the difference
He replied
Its all the same
Liquid hand cuffs
or
On the needle forever crucified
Just dead bugs beneath the cracks
you and i baby
Tragedy
Another lifeless junkie
By the tracks
Judge thee not
#LifeStruggles
#drugs
#heroin
#addiction
#philosophical
534 reads
5 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
13th Mar 2023 3:32pm
13th Mar 2023 3:32pm
I'm on the program
She stated
What's the difference
He replied
Its all the same
Liquid hand cuffs
or
On the needle forever crucified
Just dead bugs beneath the cracks
you and i baby
Tragedy
Another lifeless junkie
By the tracks
Judge thee not
What's the difference
He replied
Its all the same
Liquid hand cuffs
or
On the needle forever crucified
Just dead bugs beneath the cracks
you and i baby
Tragedy
Another lifeless junkie
By the tracks
Judge thee not
#LifeStruggles
#drugs
#heroin
#addiction
#philosophical
534 reads
5 Comments
Poetryman
Poem Published
9th Oct 2023 1:11am
9th Oct 2023 1:11am
Superheroine
The brushed on mask is a metaphor she wore
But she can't hide from my eyes anymore
Her elegant cape is merely a sylish cloak
As the artist within is naturally baroque
Magically she heals my wounded heart
With poetic spills pouring out of her art
Her power arose from a skill to impart
Salacious flows streaming from her amorous heart
She maintains a sky of excellence
Finishing first in each test of endurance
Rising to limitless humbling conquests
Running down all my intellectual protests
My caving resistance is effortlessly...
But she can't hide from my eyes anymore
Her elegant cape is merely a sylish cloak
As the artist within is naturally baroque
Magically she heals my wounded heart
With poetic spills pouring out of her art
Her power arose from a skill to impart
Salacious flows streaming from her amorous heart
She maintains a sky of excellence
Finishing first in each test of endurance
Rising to limitless humbling conquests
Running down all my intellectual protests
My caving resistance is effortlessly...
#love
#heroin
#admiration
#heroic
#passion
385 reads
8 Comments
Poetryman
Poem Published
9th Oct 2023 1:11am
9th Oct 2023 1:11am
Superheroine
The brushed on mask is a metaphor she wore
But she can't hide from my eyes anymore
Her elegant cape is merely a sylish cloak
As the artist within is naturally baroque
Magically she heals my wounded heart
With poetic spills pouring out of her art
Her power arose from a skill to impart
Salacious flows streaming from her amorous heart
She maintains a sky of excellence
Finishing first in each test of endurance
Rising to limitless humbling conquests
Running down all my intellectual protests
My caving resistance is effortlessly...
But she can't hide from my eyes anymore
Her elegant cape is merely a sylish cloak
As the artist within is naturally baroque
Magically she heals my wounded heart
With poetic spills pouring out of her art
Her power arose from a skill to impart
Salacious flows streaming from her amorous heart
She maintains a sky of excellence
Finishing first in each test of endurance
Rising to limitless humbling conquests
Running down all my intellectual protests
My caving resistance is effortlessly...
#love
#heroin
#admiration
#heroic
#passion
385 reads
8 Comments
Poetryman
Poem Published
9th Oct 2023 1:11am
9th Oct 2023 1:11am
Superheroine
The brushed on mask is a metaphor she wore
But she can't hide from my eyes anymore
Her elegant cape is merely a sylish cloak
As the artist within is naturally baroque
Magically she heals my wounded heart
With poetic spills pouring out of her art
Her power arose from a skill to impart
Salacious flows streaming from her amorous heart
She maintains a sky of excellence
Finishing first in each test of endurance
Rising to limitless humbling conquests
Running down all my intellectual protests
My caving resistance is effortlessly...
But she can't hide from my eyes anymore
Her elegant cape is merely a sylish cloak
As the artist within is naturally baroque
Magically she heals my wounded heart
With poetic spills pouring out of her art
Her power arose from a skill to impart
Salacious flows streaming from her amorous heart
She maintains a sky of excellence
Finishing first in each test of endurance
Rising to limitless humbling conquests
Running down all my intellectual protests
My caving resistance is effortlessly...
#love
#heroin
#admiration
#heroic
#passion
385 reads
8 Comments
Poetryman
Poem Published
9th Oct 2023 1:11am
9th Oct 2023 1:11am
Superheroine
The brushed on mask is a metaphor she wore
But she can't hide from my eyes anymore
Her elegant cape is merely a sylish cloak
As the artist within is naturally baroque
Magically she heals my wounded heart
With poetic spills pouring out of her art
Her power arose from a skill to impart
Salacious flows streaming from her amorous heart
She maintains a sky of excellence
Finishing first in each test of endurance
Rising to limitless humbling conquests
Running down all my intellectual protests
My caving resistance is effortlessly...
But she can't hide from my eyes anymore
Her elegant cape is merely a sylish cloak
As the artist within is naturally baroque
Magically she heals my wounded heart
With poetic spills pouring out of her art
Her power arose from a skill to impart
Salacious flows streaming from her amorous heart
She maintains a sky of excellence
Finishing first in each test of endurance
Rising to limitless humbling conquests
Running down all my intellectual protests
My caving resistance is effortlessly...
#love
#heroin
#admiration
#heroic
#passion
385 reads
8 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Heroin Published by Members Recently Online
