Best Cocaine Poems


Cocaine Is Her Name

COCAINE Is Her Name  ( Addiction )

COCAINE is her name. They call her COKE for short.
She came into this Country, without a Passport.
Since then - she has made a lot of scum rich. Others
have been murdered and found in a ditch.

She is more valued than diamonds and worth more
than gold. Use her just once and you too - will be sold.
She will make a straight A student forget his books 
and a Beauty Queen forget her looks.

She can make a known speaker become a bore. She 
can take your Mother and turn her into a Whore. She
can make a Teacher forget how to teach. She will make
a Preacher - not want to preach.

She can take your rent money and you'll be evivted. She 
will murder your babies or, they will be born addicted.
She will make you - rob, steal and kill. When you are under
her POWER - you have no will.

Remember my friend - her name is BIG C. If you try her just 
once - You may never be free. She has already destroyed 
ACTORS, POLITICIANS and many a HERO. She has decreased
bank accounts, from millions to zero. Shooting and killing is
a common affair. Once she's in charge - you are under her
SPELL.

Now that you know - what will you do? I tell you my friend
it's all up to you. The day you decide to sit on her saddle - the
dession is one that no one can STRADDLE. So pay close Attention
and listen well - because if you don't - you can wind up in HELL... 

05/08/2013

Note: Just hoping to make a difference.
For S.K.A.T."S  contest

Love Like Cocaine

Slice me with your tongue
Razor blade wounds
To suck out all my poisons 
Sweet lonely lullaby 
Accusing eyes of sodomy 
Picture perfect prodigy
My deadly sin 
A  bitter taste of arson 
Burning in my organ 
Your the pyre that burns away my mortality 
A sip of tea made from Lilly of the Valley 
A shadow of death stalking with 
Odd angel like wings
A numbing kiss 
Like downing in morphine 
My oblivion
Sweet arms to rest in 
Till my vision no longer holds 
eyes neither like hell nor heaven
Cocaine addiction 
That drip of drugs into your system
Intoxicated blood stream
Id rather not dream 
And instead get lost within your paralyzing - 
Your paralyzing - brain lapse - your moving too fast 
Stay slow and dreamy 
Dancing silhouette like a burning 
Forest fire, pain throughout my veins 
Ravishing and beautiful 
A voice torn from my throat
dying joyful with my last vision being you

Goodbye To Crack Cocaine

When we first met I liked you from the very start
Realizing once we got together we would never be apart
We became so close real fast just you and me
It was like we were truly meant to be
You said that together we would conquer the world
But instead you took my life through a whole bunch of hurls
You try’d cheating me out of my life you see
Then you became such a great mystery to me
Causing me to give up not wanting to continue to fight
You told me to lie, you told me to steal
It’s ok you said I’ve gotcha’ you for real
I lost my dignity to you and to me
Came real close to losing my life and my family
The time has come to say goodbye
No matter how much pain I feel I no longer have reasons to die
I’m going to live happy and to stay drug free
Living my life for God my church and my family
Satan you may as well just give on up and move out the way 
Cause God has the final vote over my life now and He says I’m here to stay
I hate you now with all my heart 
And guess what?
I am not going to fall all apart
God has me right where I’m supposed to be
Crack cocaine you no longer have that strong hold over me
God has given me the strength to bury you for good
After the last 32 years we spent together in da hood
I thank you God for stepping in right on time
Thanking you for not letting me compeletly lose my mind
I need you Lord to keep your firm hold on me
So I can stand strong up against satan and his army
I say goodbye to once a very close friend
The time is come that I take control of my life once again.

Galatians 5:1
Stand fast therefore in the liberty where with Christ hath made
us (me) free, and be entangled again with the yoke of bondage.


Premium Member Sigmund Freud

Sigmund Freud
Father of psychoanalysis employed
Experimented with cocaine, hoping for fame
Instead got congested nose and chest pain

Premium Member Devil's Cocaine

Make no mistake
snowflakes are not angel lace
or the tapestry of miracles
they're devil blades.
Drifting to earth to set the spinning metal in the mind 

Turn life into a pair of pit viper eyes.
Slide you into the grave away from paradise. 
Before you've made peace with your maker?
 
Snowflakes are white leeches. 
Bloody lips anchored to shovel and spade-
Twisting ancient backs into candy canes.
Rip the heart from its throbbing cage...
Little white daggers of misery. 
Hanging like devil's snot from Christmas trees.
Freezing little fingertips, churning eyes to charcoal.
Turning ponds to blue ice crypts.
       
At night when all is asleep, they dance-chant in a swirl.
White witches hiding their black ice sins.
Knitting snow white caps to warm your tombstone...
Snowflakes are the devil's cocaine.

Miss Cocaine

I'm the other womem in your man's life.
Cocaine or Miss Candy, I'm the second wife.
He uses you to take your money, but
he spends it on me cause I'm his real honey.
He takes me on trips and indtroduces me to his friends
We party all night our good times never end.
I'm his sweet lady, I keep him on his high
I'm the one that will be with him until he die.
I'm the woman with him through the fire, storm and rain
I'm the woman with him through all of his pain.
The nights you put him out, I'm the woman that he calls
I'm the one that picks him up whenever he takes a fall.
So, girlfriend don't waste your time crying cause your man's not acting right
Get over it and learn to share cause he will be loving Miss Cocaine tonight.


Farewell To Crack Cocaine

FAREWELL TODAY TO CRACK COCAINE; IT FINALLY CAME ALONG.
SO MANY YEARS YOU INTERFERED, YOUR STRENGTH WAS OH, SO STRONG.
I HAD A JOB, PROVIDED WELL, GOD SHELTERED WITH HIS LOVE.
YOU SHOWED UP EVERY TIME IT SEEMED, REGARDLESS OF ABOVE.
I WENT TO WORK EACH DAY ON TIME, AS HARD AS IT WOULD BE,
SOMETIMES I CHOSE TO STAY AT HOME 'CAUSE YOU WERE THERE WITH ME.
SO LONG IT TOOK FOR ME TO SEE THE WICKEDNESS IN YOU;
I THOUGHT EACH TIME I TOOK A HIT, I'D SEE A BETTER VIEW.
THE MONEY CAME AND MONEY WENT, I KNOW JUST WHEN AND WHERE,
THE CHILDREN DIDN'T GET IT THOUGH...I DIDN'T EVEN CARE
I SEE YOU NOW FOR WHAT YOU ARE, PURE POISON TO MY MIND;
THE GRATITUDE I HAVE FOR THIS, GOD REALLY IS SO KIND.
THEN TIME HAD PASSED AND I RELAXED AND DRIFTED JUST A BIT
AND WHEN I WASN'T LOOKING, YOU TOOK A TIGHTER GRIP.
HOW DARE YOU DO THIS AWFUL THING, YOU NEVER GO AWAY!
BUT I WILL FIGHT AND STAY IN TOUCH AND REALLY, REALLY PRAY.
THAT'S SOME PLACE, I KNOW IT NOW, I NEVER WANT TO BE.
SO WITH MY GOD,  MY PRAYERS AND FRIENDS, YOU'LL NEVER BE WITH ME.
YOU'RE SO CUNNING AND SO BAFFLING, AND I'M MOST OF THE TIME BLIND
BUT WITH GOD'S GRACE I'LL FIGHT IT, ONE DAY AT A TIME.

The Voice of Cocaine

Do you know that you should fear me?
Do you know what I can do?
You believe that you are free 
But I'm controlling you 
At first you kind of like me
Just nice to have around 
But eventually you'll need me
Together we'll be bound
And then the battle will be
It's sure to be a long and lonely fight
And you've convinced yourself that I'll will
Even though it isn't right
You have a chance but only one
Turn your back and walk away
But if you do that I'll have some fun
I'll haunt you night and day
I'll be everything you need
And own the soul you try to save
I'll either leave your heart to bleed
Or I'll put you in your grave

It Could Be Worse

Why did she do such a thing
How much pain it brings
It feels like I cant breathe
But she does still love me 
And I love her 
Though it is hard to 
It could be worse 
Because now she is free
© Tylan Dyck  Create an image from this poem.

'cause You'Re My Cocaine

I turn off the lights then I turn on the radio
I lay on the floor and my eyes are drawn to the window
I guess you never knew that it’s my daily attitude
I avoid meeting people outside
’cause I don’t wanna mix their voices with yours in my head
I walk with a blindfold around my eyes
cause I don’t wanna distort your picture in there
they think I’m living alone but I’m not lonely
they ask how can I communicate with the walls but I’m not crazy
maybe my way to live is kinda strange
but it’s my only issue to still remain alive
and despite the pain that burns me inside
I never think of leaving this world
the world, which contains my star!
to sleep in the night, I imagine you here
covering my body with your love and caressing my long dark hair with
your sweetness.
I cannot detach myself from my bed in the morning
if I cannot imagine your lips tickling my cheeks
and your words warming up my heart
I never have breakfast, lunch or dinner
If you are not around my kitchen, hugging my back and singing BABY YOU
ARE MINE
I know that I’ve got all the symptoms of a psychopath girl
and if you try to kick me out of this fantasy
I’m gonna be a dangerous criminal out of control
‘Cause you are my cocaine
and my life without you is like a Halloween
they ask why my eyes are always closed do I have to see a doctor?
I just reply that I’m filming a movie in which I’m the principal
director
and if you want to watch it, you have to buy your ticket at the
cemetery
gather around my grave the day of my death with my dreams
but don’t forget to recount me the end of my movie
‘Cause even when I’m the producer
I don’t have the right to chose the Farewell of my virtual story…

Cocaine

Cocaine
Thrilling Upper
Nasal Powder Candy
Making You Feel Invincible
Mistake

Cocaine Boulevard

Welcome to the city of whores
no need to know my name I'll be your tour 
guide
Follow me as we stroll down Cocaine 
Boulevard where they live life so care free 
sex, drugs, murder, the daily routine
Make a sharp left on SlutVille Road where
prostitutes salute the almighty dollar
another hard left now we're on Addict 
Street where addicts get high to mask 
their pain 
This city only has left turns no right turns 
no hope insight
but anyway lets pay a visit to the whores 
of whores corrupt 
politicians slimy city officials making 
profits off the plight of the people
written by Keith Edward Baucum aka Red
Seven aka The Brown Philosopher
aka The Green Poet

Cocaine Apple Sauce

Cocaine
Apple sauce
In my vein
Can't get across
I do it every day
Every night
I can't pay
Now I'm about to fight
I'm trying to get some from the store
I even smoked some off the floor
Chicken fingers and roast beef
Salads and a roasted leaf
Drugs and apples are the best
Because of it I always failed my drug test
Well life is good and life is great
Even if I am over weight
© Sloppy Joe  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Trip

a giant eyeball 
flashes
'cross the sky

I fly 
to its retina

it blinks
I am trapped
my bed
is soaking wet
my libido
dies

I stand
I fall
to my knees
dragging
what is left of me
gazing
at my oppressor as

a giant eyeball
flashes
'cross the sky

Cocaine For Kids

Cut me a line and I'll hang myself, I 'll take a toke and choke myself. Where will the saga end? When I fall in the commode ? I didn't take life seriously, I didn't give a crap. Now the time has come, I want my life back. I didn't want to listen, I thought I knew it all. I never thought in a million years my drugs would make me fall. The clock is a tickin. The window is on the pain, I look in the mirror, and wonder, will my life be in vain. I want my sobriety back, this is my curtain call. I am the only player, I'm too young to fall.

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