Best Advil Poems

Thirty Eight ( Corny Cancer Poem) For Sharon

Hallmark has a million cards in their catalog
And not one of them says,
Life Sucks
American greetings had nothing that says
Thirty-eight and  Never coming home
So I hope it’s not too late to write this poem


After your eighth round of...

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“Triggers”

  So, you are used to me writing poetry but today it’s more like my thoughts for others to read. I need to clear my head of these constant roller coaster emotions. Today was just one of those days I was smiling from ear...

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Seems each time I visit my doc he recommends more pills for my health!

I'm not sure they're effective but this I know, they're depletin' my wealth!

And with all the side effects, I'm really concerned about my early doom!

"He expired from excessive medications!" might aptly be...

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What is this world coming to ,many falling short,some snort cocaine, or shoot heroin up their vain,some kidnap, some kill, some take pain killers, to kill the pain, why not throw the governments advil down the drain, and call the lords name,many fall short of...

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Tortures the nerve constantly 
Ongoing severe painful throb
Only abstraction is the cure
This pain is worse than labor pain
Horrendous sharp electric shocks,
And advil is just a temporary fix
Can't sleep at all
Hurt all night long
Eating food is not an option 


Alexis Y
08-19-16


* Author's- May not be writing...

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PAPERBACKS AND COKE 

Two partners in crime, my love affairs…
Bookmarked pages dumped on my soft bed
An urge to roam among fays and lords,
With visions of despair or triumph
Knowing insomnia is the nemesis;
While Advil cannot comfort night’s plea
A hubris …firing my imagination.

While leafing through chapters, I...

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On the twelfth day of Christmas
My true love sent to me:
Twelve lotus pinching,
Eleven surgical gauzes,
Ten boxes of advil,
Nine cheating photos,
Eight tissue rolls,
Seven colorful beehives,
Six facebook dislikes
Five red sea snakes,
Four French novels
Three black roses
Two sleeping pills
And a pink round coffin.



(c) Glenn Sentes...

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All I need is a coffee and some Advil
A little selective remembering will help.

Caring is far too inconvenient.
Your indifference is startling.

Your beauty is unoriginal
And it unoriginally takes my breath away.
When I saw you, our eyes did not meet
Creating
Manic ripples of uncontrollable fears
concerning my shortcomings.

Your beauty
		as...

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My third eye is
Stuck with the unfortunate view
Of the brass band that connects the two spheres of my glasses.  
I take Advil for the head-aches.

Closing it doesn't work, I've realized.
When I close the middle eye the left and right want to close, too.
My face...

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there was a young man from Seville
whose wife's voice was chillingly shrill
	he said please shut up
	he’d more than enough
sending him looking for advil!

(caveat: no endorsement of product intended)...

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Slowly stretching Monday grunts
rubs its eyes, rolls slightly left, farts.
An achy sun shuffles about the room,
shields itself from the mirror’s reflection,
mutters to itself “Clouds!  Where are the clouds?”
“Oh, how I hate those five o’clock shadows.”
“Damn the Sun dials!”
No double cappuccino!
No Jimmy Dean breakfast!
“If I...

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sometimes my words aren’t as beautiful as usual
sometimes my thoughts cannot be gathered and the words violently crash onto the page instead of flowing out of my pen
and sometimes i have nothing to write about other than the emptiness that has eaten away at me,...

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My headache was a killer;
I was overdue for lunch.
Two hours at the iPhone store
Had wearied me a bunch.

The remedy was simple, though 
(Much more so than the phone) – 
Two Advil with some water
And a Shake Shack custard cone.

The flavor was a favorite
And the wait...

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I could tell it was raining before I even heard 
The pitter patter of little drops

Because it was hard for my body to get out of bed again
But what am I saying!? It's always hard for me

To escape the colored covers and my dreams
It's hard...

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was that an ache
or a pain
hold on a sec
here it comes again
if i had 
to give it a name
it definitely
would be a pain 
now to guess
where it comes from
up or down
back to front
in or out 
out to lunch
points in-between
is my hunch
can it be helped 
with...

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