Best Pills Poems
Wrinkles and gray hair
get me in a rage
and I say to myself,
“Why don't you act your age!"
My poor aching feet
remind me to wear sensible shoes
but these black stilettos
take away the blues.
.
I wear glasses to see
but they're tinted green
and make me look
cool and mean.
I have a million pills to swallow
and sometimes I think my head is hollow.
I forget my keys, my purse and my coat.
Where in the hell did I put that remote?
Once I was so limber
I could touch my toes
but I refuse to talk
about my ills and woes.
When pouring the tea
if my hands shake
I simply say,
"Another earthquake!"
What was I thinking
When I bought that new car?
My old one was fine.
It just couldn’t go far.
I’d go on a trip
if it weren’t for my hip.
Maybe I'll give up drinking.
Well, I’ll just take a sip.
Okay, I’ll take my pills
for all my ills.
I’ll take a walk around the block
but I will not wear those damn compression socks!
Well, I guess I’ll hang in there
as long as I can
just to see my grands
build castles in the sand.
I'll exercise each day
while in my head I’ll say,
“I still feel like I’m only twenty-five.
Thank God, it’s great to be alive!”
By: Carole O’Terry Duet
Copyright: 6/20/2020
“All Rights Reserved”
My personal physician
says I’m the picture of perfect health
Then he hands me the pharmaceutic scripts
Dr. Miyagi
makes me wonder sometimes,
if he’s a paid health insurance company shill
Seeing how there’s fifty bottles of medicine
on my monthly HMO bill
Metformin
Deseryl
Glyburide
Lisinopril
Every day the bottles say,
I gotta take fifty pills
But the side effects will give you deadly cold chills
Nausea,
diarrhea
Constipation,
insomnia
Me keeping well
is profitable to somebody I can tell
Just pop open the caps,
and watch your thoughts congeal
Bactrim
Gabapentin
Amneal
Indomethacin
Taking fifty pills is waking zombie time
My staying well feels like being sentenced
to a life imprisonment crime
Always feeling sick just to stay healthy,
going to sleep is the only time I feel good
So, I bequeath this advice in my will:
if you wanna die painfully slow, then take fifty pills
Holding this hand full of pills.
It’s a power of wills
I could end it all.
It’s my call.
No more pain.
No more memories of where it came.
Hand full of pills
Love only kills!
wasted away inside.
save me from what I hide.
No one really sees me.
No one really knows me.
Hand full of pills
a void only death fills.
No more promises or lies.
No more breaking what he defies.
I am you!
Now you are only what’s true.
Hand full of pills
Down my throat It spills.
Ending my hell.
Ending stories I wont have to remember or tell.
I can die!
Just die!
If you're a celebrity
For medications come to me
I have them all, come see, come see
I'm the devil in disguise
I sign prescriptions by the score
If you run out, I'll give you more
I'll bring your pills right to your door
I'm the devil in disguise
Dr. Robert, Feelgood too
Names I'm sure are known to you
If you're in need call you know who
I'm the devil in disguise
Uppers, Downers, oxy's....well
Imagine what is down in hell
I'll keep your secret, I won't tell
I'm the devil in disguise
Elvis called, and MJ too
They both liked pills in shades of blue
No one else does what I do
I'm the devil in disguise
It's up to you, which choice you make
I fulfill, and you....you take
I'm here all night, don't need a break
I'm the devil in disguise
If you're in need, well...I'll be there
You pay for service, and I care
I've got lots, and lots to share
I'm the devil in disguise
If you're mute, and lost your voice
You know I'm your only choice
I'll be right round in my Rolls Royce
I'm the devil in disguise
You'll end up dead, but I'll keep kicking
With pills and needles, stars keep sticking
I'm the doctor all the stars are picking
I'm the devil in disguise
I am the devil, that is true
I am around, that's not new
I'm known to them, but not to you
I'm their doctor...till they die.
She took a pill
Okay, maybe it was three
or four, or five
She took them all
The magic pills
She took one to make her visible
So she would be noticed
She took one to make her sing
So she would be heard
She took one to make her beautiful
So she would be loved
She took one to disappear
And it worked
Pills, Pills, Pills
For all my aches and all my ills.
Many shapes, and lots of sizes
Can fight any sickness that arises.
Some are big, and some are small.
It does not matter I take them all.
Colours also help me know
Which one makes my illness go.
The one that’s large and coloured green
Thins my blood and cleans my spleen.
Without the one that’s coloured red
My heart would stop and I’d be dead.
I know the one that is light brown
Perks me up when I feel down.
And if I’d had too much to drink
I take the one that’s coloured pink.
When I get up, I take a few
And after breakfast, some more too.
More at tea, and more at lunch
All day I must these darn pills munch
Some days however I get confused
I can’t remember which I’ve used.
My health would fail if I forgot
So to be sure, I take the lot.
And so it is we all get old
Though we thought it would never be.
And if today you are young and bold
Tomorrow you’ll be ill and take pills like me
Pills, pills, marvellous pills
They cure everything, except manage our bills
Pills for depression
Pills for obsession
Too bad their ain't one for being over the hill
© Jack Ellison 2015
The pill brand harm,
In every pHARMacy!
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 etched upon my tomb!
The list is endless - Diuretics, Beta Blockers, Nexium, Advil and Tylenol,
Alpha Blockers, Vitamin D, Zantac, Zocor, Micardis and a bit of Timolol,
Carisoprodol, Hydrocholorothiazide, Alphagan, Moltrin and Fosamax,
Hydroxyzine, Caltrate, Phillips Milk of Magnesia and some Atarax!
The black-box warnings say I could suffer everything from dehydration,
To blurred vision, dizziness, diahrea and a serious case of constipation!
My Pa seldom saw a doc and lived to the ripe old age of ninety-four!
He survived by sippin' SSS Blood Tonic and usin' horse linamint for
His aches and pains and other such stuff peddled by the Watkins Man!
I may toss the bottles and use his home-remedies to increase life's span!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
Oh, you beautiful little pill,
how will you relieve my ill?
With naked fairies to amuse my eyes
or aided money to fill my bills?
Oh, but wait! Before I do anything,
let's first try out the pill.
One will do for a little swing
and there goes the funny thrill.
Headache? Pop some pills!
Fever or for any of your ills -
Sore throat? Running nose?
Backache? Joint pain?
Bad bowl moment? Sleeplessness?
Low libido? Birth control? Weight loss?
Feeling blue? Under the weather?
You are cranky and pain in the neck?
Yep, your answer is pills!
U-haul a load of pills along.
High Cholesterol? Low Cholesterol?
High or low blood plessure?
Feeling dizzy? Want to feel high?
Going crazy? Pump up your muscles?
Excel in school? Excel in sports?
Date pills, LSD, Viagra, Speed,
Sugar pills, Heart pills - You name it.
And, pills to knock you out cold!
But do we have a pill to live life right?
A joy pill? A pill for happiness?
A love pill? A pill for peace?
A pill for faith?
A pill for knowledge?
A pill for wisdom?
A pill to appear likable?
A pill for compassion?
If I have a choice,
I'll pick a crystal ball pill
and take a peek into my future -
If not years ahead, just into tomorrow,
Or a pill to disappear into thin air
and escape my pain and sorrow!
~Contest: Make me laugh
Sponsor: A Poet Destroyer.
I Swallowed,
My Bitterness,
Down With Pride,
If I Said,
"It Tasted Great,"
I Would Have Lied,
Hate Got Stuck,
In My Throat,
Next,
To Regrets,
I Drank Last Night,
None Of These Pills,
Were Good For Me,
I Had To Play,
Referee,
"Foul Play,"
Was My Call,
As My Tongue,
Began To Loll,
With Much Distaste,
I Swallowed,
It All.
(Vickie Thayer) 2018
Now when I was a young man
I didn’t need pills everything worked
I wasn’t a fan
But now that I'm old
I need pills everyday
One to lower my blood pressure
Another to keep the cholesterol away
Now I have a new one
To keep my mind straight
And because of this
I can’t ejaculate
It’s good for an old man to stay hard for so long
But even for that
I need a pill for that schlong
I wonder whats next in the pill world for me
Maybe a pill
So I can pee
They gave me holder to keep my pills all arranged
But keeping them straight
Is making me deranged
I need a pill to tell me what pill and when
Because for the life of me
I forget now and then
I can’t tell the difference between the colors of each
If I take the wrong one
I have a hard on and no speech
Now all these little pills
Cost a pile of bills
Which causes me
Lots of stress and ill
No more pills thank you
I’ve had my fill
Eric (and always will be)
My mama loved her yellow pills;
she'd taken them for thirty years.
Her outlook wouldn't be the same
without them. They assuaged her fears
and made her smile, although hard times
throughout the years had come her way.
"I wouldn't be the same without
my yellow pills," she'd always say.
Last year we went for her exam.
Her doctor said, "I'm giving you
a different pill, a stronger one--
a better one! This one is blue."
You'd think the doc had threatened her
with fifty lashes. She replied,
"I want my yellow pills!" I said,
"By doctor's orders, we'll abide."
As weeks passed by, I noticed Mom
was not herself. She seemed so sad.
Her explanation: "Well, I'm old.
Sometimes old ladies just feel bad!"
I soon would know the reason she
was sad. One day I found her stash
of bright blue pills. I saw them where
she'd tossed them in the bathroom trash.
I told her doctor, "Mom must have
some yellow pills. She's fading fast.
She will NOT take blue pills. She trashed
them all." The doctor was aghast.
Now Mom takes yellow pills again,
and her depression's history.
The folks who think pill color's not
important should ask Mom and me.
written for the Lewis Raynes That Colorful Drug contest
May 31, 2016
Depression is days and nights curled fetal-like
in a dark room, with no interest in the world outside.
idly wondering if there are enough
pills in the bottle to kill you,
then thinking it's not worth the effort
to find out because you're dead inside already.