Alcohol Poems - Poems about Alcohol

...I’ve walked Many a mile Since every Rainbow’s End Was just a wish away Every pot of gold Has stayed a wish ahead I’ve walked Many a mile Through smoke-filled haze And alcoholic daz......Read the rest...

...They watered down the vodka I barely got a buzz I bet I’d pass the breath test If picked up by the fuzz I’m checkin’ on the gin now ......Read the rest...

...I'm not a traditional poet As you may think Wole Soyinka Who writes in form and pattern I'm only a man of romantics Who love to paint words and polish lines Until it becomes flower verse The......Read the rest...

...Monday morning comes alive with the piston train speeding by, thousands of people gather at the gate and crowd the platform before it was too late. Monday morning full of passion with hangover lin......Read the rest...

...In spectral glow moon's pallor, country home towered ominously, fortress bearing silent the tragedy, ensnared within its stone. Her footfalls echoed in the hollow foyer, mournful dirge in the c......Read the rest...

...a hungry ghost greets me at the door tries to act normal though I know what he is not normal at all with an emptiness that can’t be filled though he’ll try and try again and a......Read the rest...

...,,Yooo, but then you will continue to drive! I am too tired bro", ,,yee, don't worry, we will switch up. The husband of my sister could easily take that part right", touching his shoulder. ,,Hahah......Read the rest...

...I’m a limited edition, when all is said and done Nothing special, only unique in a maze of humdrum Kill spiders for a pastime, coz I hate their beady eyes Watching me try to sleep, as they para......Read the rest...

... Make changes to break the cycle Be mindful, always aware Never create a fearful unsafe home Always protect and care Fear as his dads car pulled into the driveway Watching the removal of his ......Read the rest...

...What did I do? I don’t understand my life I don’t understand the Life I am suffering a lot Day by day and day to day When will this be over? When? When?! Evil psychopaths following me Psy......Read the rest...

...Bottles and glasses, left to stand, As time slips through like grains of sand. Often adrift, in a half-conscious sea, This life of escape, it isn't for me. Emotions submerged, a silent tide, D......Read the rest...

...All I need is a little weed to get me through my day So, Ill lick some glue on "Big Bamboo" and I'll roll myself a jay I don't need much of nothing and nothing needs much of me As long ......Read the rest...

... I am losing the war against myself Who I am vs who I am supposed to be against what I am It exhausting when your opponent is a fighter Its exhausting fighting the mirror Cuts and bruises un......Read the rest...

...sitting with a rum i take a pen... and rye-me words hearing anchor duty sailors... 'all call - haul' church be an 'all call hall' for... drivers not hearing answers to their taverns last call......Read the rest...

... A happy old camper, still motoring along My life has been better than most How come I'm blessed with such good fortune Maybe cause I eat Shreddies by Post A good breakfast is the mo......Read the rest...