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Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: art, death, drink, lonely, philosophy, suicide, wine,

There Lies Art

The easel beholds a half finishing painting
The paints beside have all hardened
Pain reflected in the partial emptiness
Staring back at that gathered crowd

The sun melts on the canvas page
Creation explained in elapsed rage
Notions and pleas from dried paintbrushes
Strewn across the almost barren floor

One to the other in whispered voice
I wonder if this would have been his choice?
Empty wine bottles twirling in light
Beside the dead body, a painting just right

There lies Art
In repose
His final painting
His last prose

Poem Details | by Stefan Cote |
Categories: anger, angst, anxiety, confusion, crazy, creation, deep, depression, devotion, drink, emotions, fear, feelings, freedom, goodbye, grief, health, hip hop, how i feel, imagery, journey, loneliness, me, meaningful, mental illness, metaphor, poems, poetry, psychological, rap, recovery from, scary, senses, today,

Not another day

Impulsive or compulsive

Either way it's not conducive

Living with this disorder

Can't be good for my liver

Obsessions, when do they stop?

Compulsions, when do I stop?

Let me illustrate and reiterate

My demons make me infuriated

To the point, man, I really want to escape this

Live everyday like your last?

These hours go by fast

Trying to obliterate every ounce of the past

Always with the imagery and self coping insanity

That broke me and continues to break me.

Another day, no not another day

I just got out, please let me stay away.

Poem Details | by Just That Archaic Poet |
Categories: dance, death, drink, romance, sick,

I Feel Like Dancing

Drink me ill this pleasure still,
And cure me with your poisoned pills-
Before I lose all my strength,
But, oh! I lost that long ago!
Dreamily dancing to and fro...
With legs of lead and no feet to stand,
And a phantom partner to hold my hand
A languid trance and lulled Romance
To seize me whole in its expanse
Never I yield, though quite out of breath-
Drunkenly dancing in the Depths Of Death


Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: art, death, drink, evil, funeral, scary,


Never hid in Jefferson Airplane
Never beat his wife
Never wept on the floor of jail
Never drank his life away
Never ranted on soldiers grave
Never changed his name
Never came back from the dead

Poem Details | by JSLambert Mister ROBOTO |
Categories: bereavement, betrayal, drink, giggle, heaven, hyperbole, obituary,


Machiavelli  s'been stewing 
teardrops in the Soup

Stooping to new lows 
stirring chickens in the coop

Seems some folks will do anything 
for what they think is fame
Swiss cheese stories for glory
Lordy! Whaddah' shame!

Reminds me of two classic movies...
"Freddie Lives" and the other is 
"The Crying Game"...
but this one's very unbelievable, it ain't scary,
and it's much
MUCH more lame!~

Poem Details | by brittney lopez |
Categories: absence, abuse, addiction, allah, allegory, angel, anger, angst, april, art, august, baseball, basketball, best friend, birthday, books, cousin, culture, dad, death, depression, desire, dream, drink, education, emo, eulogy, faith,


They say the sun shines on the skin of a goddess her hair dark filled with flowers and her skin of silk,
When you see her don't let her go she will treat u like a god and run her silk hands against the ruffness of your skin she will show u the right way to enlightenment her eyes golden brown so deep you can get lost she can see right through you and know the depth of your soul she will speak words so smooth softer then the wind 
Skin so smooth the sun follows her every move.

Poem Details | by Diane M Quinlan |
Categories: cat, death, dog, drink, flower, rain, water,


 cat, death, dog, drink, flower, rain, water,

My begonias died today
They sucked up all their water
It rained cats and dogs!

Poem Details | by Gerard Keogh Jr. |
Categories: car, death, drink,

One Who Survives

One Who Survives

Beer cans
rattle empty
across wet yellow lines.
Smoking metal…junkyard ready:
Three dead.

Poem Details | by Betty Bateson |
Categories: death, drink, loss,

He Drinks

he drinks at nightfall as stars glitter 
embraced in beauty 
a man’s house where serpents dwell 
he drinks he drinks 
dreaming of golden hair 
eyes locked on his 
a warm embrace 
he feels her fading 
in a faraway place 
as he drowns himself 
he drinks he drinks 
dawn creates stabbing pain 
living nightmares 
blue are his eyes 
glistening raindrops 
praying for the black of night 
so he can continue to dig his grave 
heavy spade 
a tool to pit deep 
too much to bear 
death will be his master 
he drinks he drinks

Poem Details | by Gail Foster |
Categories: appreciation, character, death, drink, farewell, humor, tribute,

Farewell Father Jack

So, farewell then, Father Jack 
Let this be writ upon a plaque
"All things pass;
Drink, feck, ****..."

by Gail

Poem Details | by Jimmi Canada |
Categories: analogy, confusion, devotion, dream, drink, grief, loneliness, me, memory, nonsense, ocean,

What a world

I am missing you,
thinking of your love-

its not the hours since my last hug,

or the voice that I hear inside,

it's the caring in your eye's,

and the sanity that I derive,

though I cry
... I can't ever deny-

the sweetness of real life,

the wryness of your flight,

and the encasement of the lights,

bring this town to a halting glide.

Slides me into the lake with saunter,

a graceful dance of the haunted,

I wish for none other than the positive,

for life and love and you are wanted.

Poem Details | by Jimmi Canada |
Categories: analogy, cat, courage, death, dedication, deep, dream, drink, fishing, integrity, ireland, irony, joy, light, lonely, love, motivation, muse, myth, woman,

The story

In a story it will unveil,

in courage it will feel,

on the days when you're out on the wheels-
do not look back at the heels,

and don't knock twice when you've got two doors to peel,

focus in,
and you might white out the right steal...

"Hello Artimus! Aren't you that brat that hangs out at the sailing reels?
Don't you do that cat that likes ferns who 'unlike any mother' never gets to be like the guys in turn... with the wheels..?"

Poem Details | by Paige Hildebrand |
Categories: allusion, death, devotion, drink, suicide,

A Lover's Death

Drink a brief death she did 
As it drained her youthful soul
Disproving nature’s course and rid 
Her breath, she was no more

Lying eyes upon the face 
Of her doom ridden love
She chose her fate and gave chase
 Beyond her silken glove

In desperate love and desperate times 
Her tears caused a stir
Her father called for wedding chimes
And worsened the state of her 

At last came her dire fate as we did foresee 
She took a vial from her monk and said 
Romeo, Romeo, Romeo I drink to thee 

Poem Details | by Steven Siegel |
Categories: anger, child, daughter, drink, innocence, obituary, sorrow,

Death on a Highway

Snuffed out
Three lives in
In the matter 
An Heartbeat Sunday.
He live, they died, why Lord?
Now a mother left to cry 
Alone to ask why him? and not
Even my own girls, why oh why, Lord?
Maybe he took dad cause girls die so fast...

Poem Details | by Faith Elizabeth Brigham |
Categories: death, drink, father, father daughter, mother, mother daughter,

Why Daddy Misbehaved

I went down to the graveyard 
just to see my daddy's grave.
I went down to the graveyard
just to see my daddy's grave.
They say it was the whiskey
made my poor daddy misbehave.

Momma used to hollar, 
'Don't you go sneakin' out the house.'
Momma used to hollar, 
'Don't you go sneakin' out the house.'
But daddy he was quiet, yes
He was quiet as a mouse.

Momma said, 'He's better dead.
You know he never learned to live, 
Momma said, 'He's better dead.
You know he never learned to live, 
He was just a low-down daddy
getting good at telling fibs." 

Poem Details | by Bruce Coates |
Categories: addiction, death, drink, fire, sad,

Coffee and a Cigarette

You drink a cup of coffee You light a cigarette You sit back in your chair And you try to forget The nicotine kills you The caffeine keeps you alive Don't play with fire Unless you're ready to die

Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: anxiety, beautiful, betrayal, change, cheer up, cool, creation, deep, destiny, drink, emotions, fate, feelings, first love, friend, friendship, funny love, grief, hope, how i feel, humanity, humor, humorous, i love you, i miss you, imagination, innocence, inspiration, lonely, lost love, love, miss you, missing, missing you, motivation, passion, poetry, relationship, romance, romantic, sad love,


love walks into a bar
sees hope drinkin' it away;
what's wrong, love asks
nothing's wrong, hope replies, 
nothing is wrong...

love turns to fate the bartender
and orders two shots of everything.

Poem Details | by Elton Pearson |
Categories: death, depression, life, peoplewater, drink, water,


If we are such a great civilization then 
why is there a lack of money ?

As we sit down and watch TV 
Others die starvation and poverty

as we drink clean water from a tap
Others drink dirty water thats slowly
killing there heart 

As we get up and go to the shop
Others walk seventy eight miles
and come back dead from the 
skin boiling heat

As we go to the fridge and there
is plenty of food 
Others kill precious animals in 
order to survive 

As we go to sleep in our comfortable
secure beds 
Others fear for there lives and most of the 
time the never wake up

Poem Details | by JSLambert Mister ROBOTO |
Categories: allegory, angst, confusion, death, depression, introspection, life, recovery from..., sad

Sorrow's Drink

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION

Poem Details | by Christopher Pitts |
Categories: addiction, analogy, bereavement, betrayal, death, drink, emotions, feelings, food, judgement, pride,

The Beast

Lying here, I am eaten
The beast takes its last bite
On a cold and dreary evening 
I begin to recount my life

Sliding past his teeth, I weep
Remembering all my strife
Trying to climb, with arms so weak
My pains increase and subside

Slipping past his tongue, I'm hung
Reaching one last time
My eyes close tight, when terrors sung
With a beastly sort of pride

Falling down his throat, I'm choked
My breath taken from inside
While hearing every ghastly note
The beast sings and cries

Past his lungs, all hope is gone
So hard I thought i tried
Into it's gut I'm finally done
Inside the beast I died

Poem Details | by Lukas Ficklin |
Categories: death, drink, grave, grief, loss, scary, truth,


Scraps of metal 
Surround the trees
Lying on the leaf covered floor
Smoke still rising 
From the smoldering engine
Heating the leather interior
A headlight makes a path to see
The other in front
A shattered windshield
Shows the flesh torn body
And the beer cans that 

Poem Details | by Suburban Lovechild |
Categories: drink, eulogy, funny love, how i feel, imagery, tribute,

Requiem for a dram

Most common folk may know of this
To be an act of despicable excess
A wasteful plea of conjured sin
A loathing grouse peppered with joy and the sting of relentless ugly
The dignity of the soul which grants the righteous pour
Signals approval, encouragement and bon voyage to the lucky one
The one which has planned this marriage of vessel and sea
The one rampant with stories to be told
Ever the more likely once the sea begins to flow
This of golden variety
Of shanked sobriety
Of lustful tincture
Where the deep gaze and rousing examination
Lift the spirit of this finite sea
To brinks and cliffs of Dover
As vessel and sea become one
And everyone goes home a winner.


Poem Details | by fonda anne |
Categories: addiction, bullying, cry, dark, death, depression, drink,

one by one

One By One

Sadness has fallen

Darkness has come

Many young lives now gone.

All families in pain

When will the addictions end. 

It steals our loved ones

Taking them to places they have never been

…We lose them...One By One…

Copyright © fonda anne….mooreofme....mamao

Poem Details | by Gershon Wolf |
Categories: change, death, drink, drug, humorous,

More-fin and Morphin

Doctor Pain used to prescribe more-fin
Until a patient put some in his gin
   He drank like a fish
   And made a weird wish
Opioid cocktail submerged his last grin 


A sex-change doc recommended morphin'
Prescribed a load of testosterone
   As body parts changed
   And brains rearranged
Man's higher nature was swiftly orphaned

Poem Details | by Michael F Lewis |
Categories: death, friendship,

I mixed your drink strong

I mixed your drink strong
I think you are suspicious
Old friendships die hard