Best Take A Chill Pill Poems


Premium Member Omg Whatever

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Oh - Emm - Geeeee !!!

Who me??

OMG!...I'm gonna wig out, doing this poem!!
A ditz like me writing for a freakin’ contest, no less!!!??
You gotta be kiddin' me !!!    Holy fricassee!!

No Way. Jose' !! I'm such a space cadet....OMG !! I’m spazzing out!!
Well...geeze, then..... like,  I get this head rush...
I'm getting majorly stoked, ya know?..Like...maybe I’ll give it a shot?...

Still...ya know..., whaddif I, like, totally bombed it!!? OMG!!
I mean, like, ya know how all them other poets?...
Well....like they are so classic...like, ya know?...so awesomely rad!?
Like... say, they eyeball mine, and bustin’ up, they scream…
   "Gag me with a spoon?!! CHECK OUT THIS FREAKIN’ GROSS POEM!”

Well,what the hay,.... ..no biggie, guess it wouldn't such a bummer...
yeah......well, shoot, they can call me a loser......who gives a rip??

So, I figure, like ....Whatever, dude!!
Okay, now, I'm totally pumped,...ya know? 

Waddif it’s ends up freakin’ sweet?  Oh, Pleeeease!!!
Like a win, geeze that would be majorly...rad!!!
I KID YOU NOT!  OMG !!! I'm so SURE !!  YEAH RIGHT,….AS IF!!!!! 

Man, I’m so clueless …hmm.  how do I even start this freakin' essay?

so, like....here goes...okay? 

Ya' say they won't like it, huh??.. HUH ???  Ya' think??

Tell em to go take a chill pill!!


Duhhhh........!!!!?  WHATEVER!!




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Just for fun!:  For the Slang Contest 
(and be sure....this isn't how I normally talk LOL !!)





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103

Temperature's hovering at 103
Very much too hot for me,
A/C busted, that's
plain to see...
Tenant's squawking
What can I do, let's see....

Stuck in the middle,
The owners just piddle
All I need is a sad fiddle
To accompany my misery

I didn't break it, this I swear,
And should some say so
They'd better take care,
I have my Panzer grenadieres
On full alert,
And it won't be waterguns
That they will squirt

So get a fan, take a cold bath,
Sleep on your patio,
Don't incur my wrath
Take a chill pill.....
Take two or three,
We'll get it fixed,
This I will see...

Not fun being the manager
Responsibility for everything,
Authority to do nothing,
Frustrations build quick,
Can make one quite sick

But, this too shall pass,
Another challenge will
take it's place
Cause this just is an
endless race.
© Tom Bell  Create an image from this poem.

Ain'T You Got?

Ain't you got
Something better to do?
Than sit around,
And feeling blue?

You live your life, 
to criticize,
But you only see
With a dead man's eyes

Go build a model,
Or paint some art
And stop being
A complaining old fart

Or sit in a corner
As a child gone bad
Face it now,
Your life is sad

Or, at least, 
shut your mouth,
It seems your luck,
Has been headed south

I've said my piece
That's all I will
So listen up
And take a chill-pill!
© Tom Bell  Create an image from this poem.


Premium Member Where the Sweet Meet

Life like from a fish bowl, really!
Way ... encapsulated like above and behind, you know?
All those like gilded dado's of peachy-pink, gnarly puff, sweet aye?
All those awesome totally rad houses of
flannel-gray San Fran's Victorian Ladies, classic!

Life all sweet and wrapped in the ledges and overhangs, really!
Portcullis like totally frail, precious, half formed, clueless babes.
Really, half the town is like crazed!
Full of what-evers and dandy duds like newborns
each Lilliputian pop-up a sweet meat, smoked
stoked and toked inside their saccharin selves.

Life's a gay and grodie array of colorful buggers.
A,gag me with a spoon, side show of hard candy colored covers.
Really, like jujubes shaken from raspberry doors...
So take a chill pill, a coffee toffee, a licorice bit, a vanilla sucker
and get your most excellent self 
with your killer looks and like surprisingly soft center
to sweet Ole San Francisco's scene.

*internal line rhyme [not end rhyme ;)]
** 1980's Cal i forn i a English
Contest: Talk Like That
Sponsor:Craig Cornish
Poet: Debbie Guzzi

Premium Member Take a Chill Pill

Innocence so pure and free
Like children playing so happily
Holding hands signing cheerfully
Smiles so big the world can see
The happy kids we began the same

Time passes by and it all disappears
The blink of an eye darkness appears
Pure joys turned to now sudden fears
Out of control like changeable gears
The victimised adult now the majority

That infantile purity suddenly misplaced
A haze of confusion and anger are faced
Where has the joy gone in all this haste
Such bitterness one’s mouth can taste
The confused and lost we all seek for more

Like a pill of thrilling ecstasy consumed
If only this easy the world could assume
Once pure and joyous innocence to resume
Too high or enlightened to continually feud
The time to remember we are all just humans

As easy as a chill pill we all could simply take
To forget the years bitterness that built our hate
Return that pure innocence locked behind our own gate
Restoring humanity in all and seal us a good fate
The way we could all be simply happy and free

Longing Thought

To Adedayo Adeyemi Agarau

Do you remember Sade?
Do you remember yesterday we flew kite
at the cloudy street of Ibadan?
Do you remember how I channelled your 
thought to those boys who went and never 
return home with their beds of happiness.
Do you remember Sade and Kemjy?
Those you said that have steps to every beat,
Not in this season shall a lizard grow hair.
You said Kemjy's body was a dream and
Sade' was a song to the nightingales at night.
Do you remember those pictures of Ibadan we took?
You were having no front teeth and your
Mother said you sold them for a seed of groundnut.
I was able to slide into your thought at dawn,
Do you still remember the meatless meal we ate 
together at the feast of breasting lunch.
Those were our dreams to build a home,
those were our hope to hope for a home;
a home to call a home not a forest of sins.
Do you remember the poem you wrote to Kemjy?
Do you remember asking Sade of her Oriki?
Do you remember breaking her waist beads?
She was a laughter in your lips,
you were a singer at her door.
Of a lighter smile, how is Ibadan now?
those mould houses we built, are they still there?
Children and wife,nko?
Never knew that Kemjy will carry your generation!
Take a chill pill
reply quick before you peel,
those ripples of fate is still here
drowning in my longing thought of us.


© John Chizoba Vincent
From_A_Pen_Refusing_Frustration


Premium Member Ponder

Enjoy music with tonic and gin
social distancing is now no sin
avoid  a shake of hands
virus lurks in  the lands
you step out, corona will move in.

Time to take a chill pill and ponder
and gaze into the wide blue yonder
separate need from greed
else nature make us bleed
and mankind may have far to wander.

24.4.2020

Baby You Give Me Chills

my mind bakes
my mind shakes
this is not fake
i have to take a chill pill
BABY YOU GIVE ME CHILLS

I'M Grown

Look at me I'm grow.
I want to be out on my own.
I always did what I was told, but now I'm grown.

No need to worry just stay off my back.
Take a chill pill and relax.
Don't want to hear the facts cause I already know, I'm grown.

No more telling me what I can and what I can't and what I am and who I ain't  
I know who I am make no mistake. 
I was young once but now I'm grown.

Good-bye to all these stupid rules and bed time curfews.
I'm through! 
That stuffs for someone who's three.
But not for me, why? cause I'm grown.

SOME TIME LATER.....

Yes, finally I'm out need I say more?
I almost pushed you down trying to get out the door.
I was free but found out what that word really means.

"Responsibilities"

First come the job then came the bills.
No time to spend with my friends.
No time to stay home and chill.

Didn't like that deal.
Lost my job so I started living off the streets.
Now I'm in a jail cell, tomorrow will be a week.

If only I had listened to you.
Things would not have turned out this way.
Remember when I use to say I'm grown?
I was wrong...

Fifty-Something Happy and Free

They say that fifty
Is over the hill
I don't sway that way
So take a chill pill
Let me show you
Just how real
It all makes me feel

What turning fifty can be
According to me
Everything is nifty and free
Couldn't wait to see
What it had in store for me

I think we can all agree
Gravity takes its place
We are no longer pretty as lace
The miles on our face
Take us back to a special place

Only time can trace
Never erase
With a smile on my face
It all went by so fast
It's hard to unmask
And stay on task

I won't fret
Cause you can bet
I have no regrets
So I won't let it get to me
I'm fifty-something happy and free
To just be me

At least I can see
How it turned out for thee
That turning fifty
Is ok by me
When I get up each day
I play my way
No matter what they say
It's ok
To be on my way
To a new kind of day

It brings so many familiar rings
We all think we can sing
Happy and free to just be me
Most of us enjoy a good fling
We no longer leave loose strings

We have all felt loves sting
Gotten over the bling bling
Happy to just swing
Being fifty-something happy and free
Just being me

I won't fret cause
You can bet 
I have no regrets
So I won't let it get to me

Let me say that fiftysomething
Has made it possible to see
How much you all mean to me
As I expect we will all be 
fifty something happy and free
Just hoping to still see
The person we choose to be


Make the most of every day
Be sure to love the most
Always be a good host
And learn to boast
See this world from coast to coast
Except that fiftysomething
Makes you happy
To just be free
As you can be

From Circus To Taffy

carbon copy...
circus to taffy,
breezy says Weazie
come and sit next to me
part of the make believe...,
storm brewing
hands to what your doing
burning bridges,
fancy inclusion
it appeals to the heavy senses

love 
is the essence of our existence
let love rule
beside the family jewel
stolen away the excursion
method man tasting
Thermol pad toasting
I'm not together joking

Free as a will have to take a chill pill
laughter means togetherness,
spring hold of a witness
laughter as todays vital notice...
a challenge to be free is the question of time
love...

carry me beside the breeze
some resort to sex appeal
others jib is no big deal
stop at a heavy wheel
you know what I'm saying ?

men of special means the men of guantonimo fathers and brothers
Get and give two different words Illustrating two different worlds Vile and vicious when one takes Excellent meanings for our sake...

All Dress Up

your dress to kill
take a chill pill
whats the deal
is it real
with all that stuff
all
DRESS  UP

Music Saids It All

music explain
can ease pain
its talks about love
music is from about
its also have thrill
you take a chill pill
music having having daneing
prance ball
MUSIC SAIDS ITS IT ALL

My Crib

Just chilling in my zone and I'm home alone
got me in the zone
man it used to be a blast from my past when peeps did rap
now a days they given me a heart attach
got these freaks in my sheets on the edge of my peak
the bounce of the ounce & I take this sucker higher
blown up in full desire
when I look in the mirror my face is getting clearer
sound the alarm cause my smoke got no filter
it used to mean something when you pray
today you insist it ought not be that way
can't even dismiss this earthly bliss with a time well spent in thought
one of Grandmaster Flash's own gets busted for murder
is it ain't no wonder we got to much time on our hands
now I can stand on my own two feet
while the earth crumbles this is no place no meet & greet
In my crib you can really rest
While the crazy world outside is in some kind of test
I write my raps on a crystal sleeve
knocking you to your knees as busy as a bee
on the flip side squeeze
chewing the tobacco so sound the alarm
got bones full grown as in a fat blunt
the chunks a little runt & it smells like a skunk
in the business of rap you got to go in for the kill
many sit back and take a chill pill
let us no for sure what's the deal
Yeah my crib is a second heaven
not a one stop shopping event at your local seven eleven
hit me with fat beats that jump
got junk in my trunk smoking fat blunts
take a walk with me through the passage of time
heros can be so fake & blind
now i'm done with this rhyme & that's fine

A Touch of Euphoria

Allow us to feel a touch of euphoria every day..
Upon waking in the morning..
Before we step out of bed..
Place our two feet on the ground. 
We take a few breaths..
To quiet our mind..


In an alpha state ..
I am..
What a way to start the day..

A few moments of meditation..
Will allow a touch of euphoria..

We go about our business the rest of day..
Routines..
Responsibilities
Duties..
Work..
The same old grind..
Life is happening..
Every single day..

Allow a short time of chill..
take a chill pill if you will
Take..
Just a few breaths..
Focus only in the moment..

Do what you love..
Your heart will thank you..

When negative thoughts pour in..
Like pouring rain
Often buckets of rain..
Acknowledge them..
For only the moment..
Quicikly..
Then bid it a farewell..

Practice an act of kindness..
Absorb yourself..
Fill yourself ..
Immense yourself ..
With love..

Feeling grateful..
Gratitude will compliment..
Will allow..
A touch of eurphoria..

Living in the moment..
Being who you are..
Awareness of your own divinity
Will allow a touch of eurphoria..

Feel a touch of euphoria every day..
Your soul will jump for joy..

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