Sobered Poems - Poems about Sobered

...Sometimes I think my friends don't care They say you speak the truth drunk And they never ever sober up And they say I'm annoying as They do stupid and flirt around And I shake my head and ea......Read the rest...

...Off kilter Yup I sobered up despite expressing regular (unleaded and unlettered) urge to shtup expunged courtesy system of a down with shuga (mush) and everything nice. The following......Read the rest...

...I didn't mind you balling Jack in our sack Behind my back But to take the fridge which held the beer That was low, even for you dear Now I hear you've dumped Jack, in favour of Mark Ev......Read the rest...

...In Ongata Rongai's club, a memory song weaves, A tale of Newton Karish and daring thieves, Late '90s, New Year's Eve, a lively show, A sold-out crowd, in high spirits, they'd go. Karish, unlike......Read the rest...

...He lurked in the corner of the shadows below Waiting patiently for his victim, a guy who moved quite slow Jim had a feeling, so he dragged his feet a bit When the Grim Reaper grabbed him, he threw......Read the rest...

..."Downhill I came hungry and yet not starved,  Cold yet had heat within me,  That proof of feathers and hairs covering every    parts of my body. "Being called such a awful names  I still lie on......Read the rest...

..."Downhill I came hungry and yet not starved,  Cold yet had heat within me,  That proof of feathers and hairs covering every    parts of my body. "Being called such a awful names  I still lie on......Read the rest...

...I'm silk-fire, curled in emblazoned quartz horizons, Of aurous equator, rising in smoke as a secular bird, From own fossil-ashes, flying to distant honey-shores, scarlet spun, Stretching across ......Read the rest...

...Last year she belonged to you Giving her all For you to breakthrough. Chimes at twelve Fireworks exploding Yet no Good-will came from your boding. She picked up her heart that Dragged on the......Read the rest...

...A dead man and newspapers It was an extremely cold winter in 1947 the country was exhausted and the German army who did construction work, building new roads repairing the old ones had kept ma......Read the rest...

...One of my early girlfriends started to be fun after she stopped drinking and I started. Later I sobered up, but it was never the same; eventually we lift on different trains with different k......Read the rest...

...By the light of day, Near the edge of night. I heard whispered tales, Of an ethereal sight. With my muddled vision, By now spirited head. Bound for the graveyard, To walk among the dead. ......Read the rest...

...Once upon a time, not that long ago I felt some kind of balance, I felt the energy flow... it was like a drug, I wanted more and more, And just like a drug, I'd look anywhere to score. Try a......Read the rest...

...Gone are the splendours of simplicity when youth and innocence did life portend; now my days are filled by complexity and sweet utopian dreaming at an end. I am not a man forgiven to sin ......Read the rest...

...For long bookcase-bound, Some books committed suicide. ‘Few readers were found’, The suicide note had decried, Sobered, the rest of books cried. The shock of the news Caused many in library ......Read the rest...