#addicting poems on Hello Poetry

Eddie The Cool Ed Oct 2018

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#addiction #addicting #pain #abuse #love #dark #darkness #struggle #conflict #desire

Cherisse May Sep 2018

perfume.

drown me.
drown me in your scent, like waves crashing,
the sea that used to be calm made a tsunami,
and left marks of yourself.

you make me feel whole.
addicting, intoxicating, like alcohol;
like drugs, drowning in ecstasy,
let me drown in you.

for my friend, whose girlfriend smells like heaven in a bottle,
whose scent becomes addicting.

Mabango na jacket mo, J.

#scent #love #perfume #drugs #addicting #poem

A Cool Night Breeze Sep 2018

Favorite Things

There is a thing that makes someone that we love and rose become our favorite things.
They both,
Beautiful yet lovely
Fragrant yet addicting

And,
They are also painful

Like Rose which has torn and bleed our arm when we touch it

Or,

Like someone that we love who promise us something, but only words which gone hopeless until we upset with tears.

Then,
It always ended up to loving and wanting them back, over and over. Even though we knew how it felt being hurt.

#rose #someone #beautiful #lively #fragrant #addicting #paingul #torn #bleed #touch

teni Sep 2018

physical.

at this point
i'm getting tired
of not talking
(especially how we used to)

i want to feel
the energy
that your presence exudes.

i miss the excitement
that comes with
seeing your face
and hearing your voice.

but.. that's not a bad thing?

#alone #toxic #addicting

teni Sep 2018

allergy.

imagine having an allergy
to your favorite fruit.

you never want to stop
eating it
because its your favorite
of every fruit
youve ever tried.
but every time you do
it is followed by
pain
and regret.

you take your medicine
to ease the reaction.
hopefully this is
the last time you taste it.

however
your favorite fruit
is addiciting
and that will never
ever change.

neither will your love
for your favorite fruit.

i wish i didnt have a favorite fruit.

#poisonous #addicting #pain #regret

Brandon Conway Jun 2018

Pavlov’s Experiment

You are the bell ring
Baby, you’re stimulating
I’m just Pavlov’s dog

#pavlov #dog #drugs #addiction #love #addicting #experiment #hiaku

Jessie Taylor H May 2017

Blood & *******

Just a piece of metal,
That's stained with red and white.
Leading me to sweet pain,
And such a lovely high.

Flawless drops of red escaping,
While this addictive white dust is introduced to my brain.
My mind feels so beautiful,
And my whole body trembles.
Thinking of the taste of your neck,
While shivers run down my spine.

The bitter taste in my throat,
Masking the emotions I suppress.
Feelings of you keep swelling up,
So I do another line to tame them.
Your charming smile vanishing,
Replaced with lustful eyes.
Calming down my heart,
And filling up my mind.

2/8/2017

#blood #******* #drugs #pain #addicting #addiction #bitter #masochistic #druggie #fwb

Peter Robert Hamilton Apr 2016

Replenish

You're a bottle of a tequila
I can't run out of
You just keep replenishing yourself
Every time I take the thought of you in
Why you got yo be so addicting?

#poem #poetry #life #addicting #tequlia

Julie Apr 2016

Love Me Tender

I saw you walk away from me, your eyes like burnt pastries
Tasteless was your gaze and tainted was your smirk.
I saw the last of your silk locks, saving themselves from my satin ruffles.
Useless was the lingerie I'd run my fingers through when you'd lean closer.
You told me my smile was the sun, yet you left in your spacecraft
Flirting with the stars, you left my glowing figure in a mist veil of polluted smoke.
You said I would drown in each lingering kisses, deep in a sea promised to never dry up.
You held me down with your addicting anchor; tempting was your touch and hopeful was your blush.

I saw you walk away,
Tasteless;
Tainted;
Useless;
Refugee;
Polluted;
Suffocating;
Addicting;
Hopeful.

I love you.

#love #hopeful #you #useless #suffocating #addicting #tasteless #tainted #polluted #refugee

Nicole Feb 2016

She lives in the Dark

Depression is a lonesome soul. She lives in a small house with no lights on. Dark hair and dark clothes, a genuine smile never graces her face. She curls herself into a ball of black, making herself so small that she is barely noticed by most. She brings out tears in the dead of night as people lay in their beds. Gives them the sense of tiredness that can not be fixed with sleep.
Depression has no friends except the thoughts in her head. Wondering if she is good enough, wondering if her life is worth living. Wondering how much longer she will last. She is stuck in hole without a ladder or rope to get out. Falling and falling like Alice, until she reaches her dark twisted Wonderland. Full of things that make people cry or turn their head. Smelling of a potent rose with vanilla, addicting. The silence in this Wonderland is deafening, letting thoughts come to life, screaming. The taste of blood, metallic and of molasses, slow and sickly sweet.
Depression is an addicting woman if you ever meet. Depression is a lonely woman who only wants someone to love and to be loved.

#depression #life #lonely #soul #addicting