Forgive MeIt’s so strong
The urges
The addiction
Weak in what merges
Me
To only have to ask to forgive me
Perfection is far from me
No it’s Not easy to admit
But the truth isn’t hard to see
But you’re still here
With me
Your patience is authentic
Seeing the pain in your eyes
When I ask and do
Embarrassed is my truth
Yet I still go...
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Categories:
abuse, addiction, drug, forgiveness,
Form: Free verse
In Kensington TodayThe factories long disappeared,
Silent structures still stay;
And more drugs than dreams have appeared,
In Kensington today.
The north of the Ave has its shine,
Less fine, southerly way;
Best Philly, and worst, intertwine,
In Kensington today.
Six miles, in a small corner curled,
“What matter?” you may say;
Well, the world is here, here’s the world,
In Kensington today.
...
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Categories:
change, city, drug, history,
Form: Rhyme
KENSINGTON'S LAMENT*This poem was written for "Kensington Avenue Poetry Contest, Anthony Biaanco, sponsor, July 20, 2025
KENSINGTON'S LAMENT
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Her city streets are grey and worn, with a denim sky overhead. Birdsong trickles out in fractured waves, as if feathered friends cried while flying her way. Engines sputter; horns blare. People hurry by her in silence, eyes down, broken...
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Categories:
12th grade, city, drug,
Form: Personification
Crime of SexThey called it short gratification—
but I lost my soul in the trade.
A moment’s pleasure,
for a lifetime of emptiness,
a spark that consumed
the temple I once was.
O Woman,
your body is not desire’s playground—
it is the chalice of divinity.
If you fail to respect your sacred form,
no man ever will.
Each man you lie with,
leaves an imprint upon your soul.
And...
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Categories:
depression, divorce, drug, funny
Form: Free verse
Trapped, Sat, ShakingI was so high I don't recall being high
I sat in the basement waiting to come down
I hung with a friend, hung with, who was that boy
We waited in the bar while he waited for the bus
I called my gran, my safeguard, she knew something was up
Something is wrong, something isnae quite right
I found out...
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Categories:
dream, drug, memory,
Form: Free verse
KALEIDOSCOPIC DREAMSShe offered him a pill;
he tried it as a teen,
and still recalls that he
saw beings never seen
in colours no one knew,
on worlds where no one's been...
written 12th July for Nette's KALEIDOSCOPIC contest...
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Categories:
drug,
Form: Verse
Back to the Stoned Age
Categories:
drug, health,
Form: Couplet
Addiction Sense
Addiction is not merely the repetition of pleasure, but a drug's capacity to co-opt the body’s systems — much like a virus — for its own symbiotic, self-perpetuation.
When we conflate this bio-chemical entanglement with the psychological effects of behavior, we mistake appetite for affliction and misdiagnose the...
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Categories:
addiction, drug,
Form: Didactic
story of methmethamphetamine
my cousin got hooked on it
needed morphine patch
his body ruined
excruciating back pain
deceased at fifty...
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Categories:
addiction, drug,
Form: Senryu
HIV: The Capitalist VirusThey said you came from chimpanzees—
That deep in some African jungle
You leapt across species,
A silent hunter cloaked in blood.
But we have lived with chimpanzees
For tens of thousands of years.
We shared forests,
We shared meat,
We shared mythologies.
Why now?
They claim you're a natural disease—
But if that were true,
Why does nature not offer a cure?
Polio fell. Smallpox vanished.
Yet you—since...
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Categories:
allusion, death, drug, health,
Form: Free verse
LostAmid the fire of twilight sun
I wish I knew my way
horizon’s char and moonlight’s shun
has ashed my hope I pray
for dark cloud constellation to free
a steed for me to flee gunshot streets
for primrose to steal my jaundice
and burn the itch in roadside stars
for me to follow scent and sight
and find forsaken...
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Categories:
addiction, conflict, drug, hope,
Form: Verse
The One WithinThere is a silent visitor inside you now —
softer than fresh-baked bread,
more precious than gifts from wise men of the East.
A second heartbeat,
gently echoing beneath your own.
You carry more than a name.
You carry memories yet to be made,
a mirror of past souls,
a vessel for tomorrow’s joy.
So walk gently,
eat wisely,
rest fully.
That bottle of cider —
it whispers...
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Categories:
drug, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Spoken Word
Mini PoppadomsMini Poppadoms
Intensive
can you hear the intensity
Mr freeze step aside
I have flies and they are my new friends
The crackle of the snow,whip and blow
The cackle of the crow,the man taking the dough
The crackle of the soap
Left until your laundries done
The night of a moon And a cow
The red rooster cocks
And the people come
Forgetting their...
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Categories:
drug, flying, humanity, snow,
Form: Free verse
Grave DiggerCan't get you to understand.
I already know your kind.
You're really blind.
Maybe, a sign,
to you, will be given.
To make you change,
your way of living.
I'm through with always giving.
It's only your grave,
that you're digging....
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Categories:
abuse, addiction, change, drug,
Form: Free verse
Drug That Heal Wounded GraceGrace is a free gift
That cover up all drifts
Even in its own shift
It troubles logical thefts
Truly, in problems, it seems there is no grace
Or you think many are out of space
May be its remains are of trace
Meant for those who set the pace
Working grace is for all
Just that many don't listen to its...
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Categories:
drug, art, best friend, devotion,
Form: Rhyme
Specific Types of Drug Poems
Definition | What is Drug in Poetry?