Hungover Poems - Poems about Hungover

HUNGOVER My head is throbbing; celebrated last night – can't remember what...

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Tripped over your intoxication of a darkly delivered potent punch flowing in absurd contradictions, wallowing mid drunkenly exhilarated gulps of denial's cursed vintage, swallowing elixir's exhales in a shot glass engulfing reflection's accelerated fire, bourgeois Machiavellianism slurs topped off machinations' idiosyncratic delusions, 'twixt boozy sips of head game’s hungover ego...

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What have I done? I’ve had too much fun My mind is blank My hair smells rank I roll out of bed Pounding in my head The clank of glass bottles Still wearing beer goggles Stumble with gloom To the mirror in the bathroom I take a look both deep and superficial I look bleak Mascara on my cheek From tears shed Stamp on my forehead Branded a fool Clues to...

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a little light in the eye searches for the illusion. grain alcohol filled apparitions stumble through the cornea seeking asylum from the light of day. no chance to forget now your birthplace a moment ago. thin thin gravity round your head... a little darkness in a pair of sunglasses ...

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Whilst I hover here wondering if i'll be sick The hazy details of the nights debauchery Become clearer with every retch, And nothing. Who took that photo with the silly face? I really thought id be able to pace Myself this time; But its shouldnt's and never agains all morning in the loo. The bad techno and overplayed hits Still echop through...

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Plink, plink, plink. the tap drips in the sink, the dishes left since saturday have now begun to stink!! Tick, tick, tick, The clock makes me feel sick, I feel so bloody awful that in my seat i'll stick, Thump, thump, thump, my head's a toxic dump, my stomach churns like crazy, my whole body's in a slump, Why? why? why? I feel like...

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