#caffeine poems on Hello Poetry

rjh Jun 2018

you are nothing to me
but a two year memory
of cigarette stains
and a caffeine dependency
that still claims me to this day

#coffee #caffeine #cigarettes

Rowan May 2018

Not Good For Me

I crave for your taste
You're sweet, strong, and flood my senses
Warming me from the inside out
When my lips touch you I shiver from delight
I know you are bad for me though
But you're so good that I don't care
You make me anxious more so than normal
As I think of the people judging me for having you
You make me restless as I pace the floors
Worried of when you'll leave me again
I can't stop shaking and moving
If I stop it feels as though I'd be doomed to die
Then later as you finally leave me
I crash, falling over myself from exhaustion
I love you, I need you
But you're not good for me

When this isn't about a person, but caffeine. I am sensitive to caffeine and this was to help my friend understand my thought process as I drank it and instantly regretted it.

#coffee #caffeine #bad

LJ Chaplin Apr 2018

Caffeine

You are the first thing I need
When I wake up,

To cure the sleep that
Hangs from my eyes
And takes shelter in my bones,

To feel the warmth of your embrace
Soothe the soul,
Each sip better than the last,
Drink you in until there's nothing left.

When the cup is empty,
The insatiable urge resides,
Energy is restored
And I will face the day knowing
That you will be there again tomorrow.

#caffeine #metaphor #love #happy #energy #sleep #awake

Drey Rud Feb 2018

Coffee

Coffee is an art, to the truest of means:
Artificial energy crafted from natural beans.
Please, don't dilute it unless you're weak.
A caffeine high can make anyone a freak.

I haven't had coffee in a few hours. 10 p.m.: better go brew some.

#coffee #art #energy #caffeine #freak #weak

Georgia Feb 2018

Caffeine

Caffeine my dearest addiction, the thing that I breathe the thing I crave the thing that keeps me alive...
Designed to keep its users going like some well oiled machine...
I need you to live...
You change me give me life I breathe your scent to stay alive.
I have never been more hooked than I am right now
Using you to keep above my sleep deprivation fuelled by my need to change my creation.
Essentially, but I think I've already got a more dangerous addiction...
You

#addictive #you #caffeine

andi doyle Feb 2018

caffeine addict

Nothing ever comes close to my love for coffee. Not even my love for shoes, music, and photography combined.

I love my coffee during those hectic stretches of time when games and school exams and deadlines are held in the same weeks.

I love my coffee during the all-nighters and sleepless nights to keep up with everything going on.

I love my coffee during those sleepy and low energy moments after the early morning trainings.

I love my coffee during the days I am running late in my first period classes because I may have overslept.

I love my coffee during the hangover mornings after those wild drinking parties.

I love my coffee during the random and spontaneous hangouts at cafés.

I love my coffee during the long roadtrips with family or teammates.

I love my coffee early in the morning and late at night. I love my coffee at any time of the day.

I love my coffee for its sweet and intoxicating aroma. Just a sniff and it already feels like I am at home.

I love my coffee served hot that it reaches deep into the soul. I love my coffee served cool that it refreshes and chills the soul.

I love my coffee for the energy it brings me. I love my coffee for making my heart beat faster.

All of that swiftly changed when I met her. In just a short moment of time of exchanging the most basic informations between us.

I do not love her but she gets me through those hectic stretches of time.

I do not love her but she helps me keep up with everything and keeps me up at night.

I do not love her but she shares her energy with me after the early morning trainings.

I do not love her but she patiently waits for me for my first period classes whenever I oversleep.

I do not love her but she takes care of me during and after those wild drinking parties.

I do not love her but she keeps up with all my spontaneity.

I do not love her but she loves long drives and adventures herself.

I do not love her but she is always there for me no matter what, when, and where.

I do not love her but she really smells so nice every time. I do not love her but she feels like home.

I do not love her but she knows me so well including my deepest, darkest secrets. I do not love her but I always find myself looking forward to chilling out with her.

I do not love her but she really inspires me. I do not love her but she makes my heart beat faster.

Nothing ever came close to my love for coffee. Until I met her.

one of the few "happy"/"in love" pieces i wrote.
2017.10.05. inspired by ferdinand and isabel.

#caffeine #home #coffee #love

Graff1980 Jan 2018

Untitled

It is caffeine induced insanity,
heart beating rapidly,
stress and anxiety
hunting me viciously.
I try to slow my breathing,
try not to see all the possible
bad outcomes,
but my nervousness ruins everything,
tightening the valves and ventricles
that should keep me moving.

Now they keep me cringing
worried about what worse thing
that may still be coming.
I clench my chest,
try to calm my breaths.
Until, I am able to
force myself to sleep
and awaken with
just a little more peace.

#caffeine #anxiety #health

Cedric Dec 2017

"Deadlines"

It‘s not what we ought,
Never was it sought,
To bring out a thought,
That you would get caught,
By the hands that fought,
In the night and fog,
On sunny days - drought.
Then you get knocked out,
Coffee in the mouth,
Then a single froth,

It’s caffeine.

An overdose.

You’re dead.

a poem I made on Twitter, might as well share it here as well.

#deadlines #exams #finals #stress #coffee #caffeine #death #overdose