l live in a little Space Ship
its all shiny and lovely blue
and l wish you could all see me
for today its nice brand new
l float around the room
where l made a little flume
it has a window for the sun
and l pull faces for the fun
It has a lovely steering wheel
and l can take it any where
and just stop it if l feel
put on door the sign 'beware'
it has a radio that is clever
l can speak rubbish all the time
it will never, ever, ever
say ' your'e been knocking back the wine
So another day of drifting
in my Space Ship made of Blue
and my painkillers are a lifting
so l see World, in better view.
poets note;
l have to take painkillers 24/7 for my illness, but its not all bad lol.
Categories:
painkillers, crazy, drug, happy, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
Sleep deprivation body torn apart living with this constant pain is tearing me apart.
Crying out in anger crying out in sorrow topping up with painkillers
Hoping that I can sleep and be okay tomorrow.
I have physical scars that everyone can see scars of every kind
But the scars that hide away are the scars hiding in my mind.
I try to hide them all away in the reassess of my mind and hope that the night that comes will be a little kind.
But this just wishful thinking and I’m living in a dream the pain that is haunting me only lets out a silent scream.
So I will face the days ahead and suffer this with my pain
Looking for a miracle cure so I my sleep again.
Categories:
painkillers, pain,
Form: Rhyme
Summer- embraced, like a returning friend-
from a distant land. Here warmth descends-
here, she’s standing at the green fence.
Listen- Summer’s chipping off her snack-
rain and leaves crunched, with the cracks,
incessantly- stirring a nostalgic hunger’s lack.
Summer & melancholic hopers/the night eaters
in awakened dreams that have a bygone savor
of love & loss becoming- temporary painkillers.
Categories:
painkillers, desire, dream, emotions, feelings,
Form: Free verse
I loved you.
I really did.
My poetry is about you
Your face so neatly carved into my brain I can draw you from memory.
You were the first to know how I felt
How you tugged at my heartstrings in a way so excruciatingly painful
I saw you through my rose coloured lenses and gulped down painkillers forgetting that you ever pained me.
You lead me on like one of your mindless pets
I would have died for you
If you told me you wanted them dead they'd be dead
If you told me you wanted me dead my last words would be yes sir.
I want to break from your grasp
Although the words you speak bring too much comfort
The way you look at me
The wonder in your eyes as if you never have seen my suffering or the way one could trip over themselves and sacrifice themselves as I for something like you
I scavenge for the love you once gave me
Trinkets that I keep in a box and at the bottom of my bag
Your love is a drug
My stash low
I crave for every bit of love you give me
It's a bad influence
My memory blurry
You make me sick.
Categories:
painkillers, black love,
Form: Free verse
Crystal teardrops, and an angel's pearly smile, a heart of solid gold, a trail of a thousand mile. A life of loving themes, romantic rosy dreams. Beauty that’s versatile, and a healthy life style. I am woman.
White veils and fairy tales, silky paths, and crowds that hail. Kisses and cuddles and warm hugs, sweet love potions in crystal mugs. An abundance of love and a burning desire, a passionate heart and a look of admire. I am woman.
A broken heart and tears of grief, a shattered soul, a withered leaf. Dark mornings and sleepless nights, fruitless talks and endless fights. Glasses of wine and painkillers, words of hope from fortune tellers. I am woman.
An honest man, a faithful soul, an elegant wedding in a lavish hall. A dozen kids and warmer Springs, and all the joy that life would bring. An enduring mother with endless love, a guarding angel, a bliss from above. I am woman.
Saleh Ben Saleh
Categories:
painkillers, girl, grief, happiness, life,
Form: Rhyme
Gremlins are in my tooth today
Chipping it out causing decay.
The ache is getting much more worse
My bottom tooth hurts where they lurk.
Can hear those critters laugh and play
Jaw and neck aches more everyday.
Strong painkillers don't help ease it away
The gremlins deeper digging is well under way.
They channel a tunnel toward the root
These tiny things are merciless brutes.
The gremlin grim fairy waits nearby
I'm on the verge of wanting to cry.
The gremlins spread their infectious rot
Taking over with their uninvited squat.
A visit to the dentist is my only hope
If it goes on much longer I shan't cope.
Sitting back in his chair he shines a light
They screamed I swear, it serves them right.
Antibiotics is the first course of action
And told I won't need a tooth extraction.
I am relieved and happy, maybe a little smug
I can beat these gremlins teeth robbing bugs.
Drilling and a filling was done a week later
I'm grateful and thankful to my tooth saving saviour.
20.10.23
Categories:
painkillers, pain,
Form: Rhyme
Over the counter (OTC) refers to a class of drug or item that can be acquired from a healthcare provider without a prescription. Painkillers, cough and cold medications, allergy medications, topical treatments for skin disorders, and other items are frequently sold in retail stores, pharmacies, and online.
Categories:
painkillers, health,
Form: Free verse
It's pretty fast
unless you are balloon or a feather,
speedy, especially if you are drugged up on painkillers
and have imbibed a few glasses of Pinot Noir
then gravity is faster than a classic corvette
stuffed full of classified documents.
Otherwise it's hard to measure
but in my case
it's about 5'11" and flapping.
I may resemble a lead balloon at such times,
but I'm okay.
if i were an astronaut adrift in space
I would be orbiting my own brain
wondering
what the hell Einstein meant.
Back on earth I am kissing carpet.
I just can't do the gravity-math,
but when the floor hit my face
I cussed-out all modern day physicists
and their impossibly confusing theories.
I am taking 'Red Bull' today, straight from the can
and hope to be lighter than air
any time soon.
Categories:
painkillers, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Lovemaking is often well read,
Wisely, one must fear how they tread,
If you strip to bare charm
They may express alarm
And ask for painkillers instead.
Date: 01/11/22
A funny Limerick- Make me Laugh Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
Syllable Counter: howmanysyllables.com
Categories:
painkillers, fun, humor, love,
Form: Limerick
She wakes hurting in the early morning light
Refuses precautionary painkillers, ‘til it’s too late
With age comes the fear of that unknown flight
Into eternal rest, or whatever, no need to berate,
At her age, reason is merely an interfering ingrate.
No amount of pleading alters her way of thinking
She’d rather bear intense pain than to capitulate
That her children might know that she is sinking,
No longer competent to make judgments of late
Unable to deal with pain, or how to seal its fate.
Written October 26, 2022
Categories:
painkillers, fear, pain,
Form: Quintain (English)
As the mirror photographs eyes,
Tongues running laps read glazed signs,
Broken phone calls your label
Talking fire cuts fixed cable,
Voices piling in rooms behind.
Snapshotting darkness as I dine,
Mailing timepiece's vessel skies,
Painkillers rocking the cradle,
As the mirror photographs eyes.
The brain's carcass sees the sun rise
Rotating roads, token trails sigh,
Step on streets in staples,
The deck of cards on the table
Covers stained face, breaking disguise
As the mirror photographs eyes
Categories:
painkillers, allegory, allusion, analogy, angst,
Form: Rondeau
A constant companion as you grow old
But sometimes as your young
Legs back arms
It continues to wreck havoc on the body
Pain
Sometimes you hurt so bad
You feel your hair and your toenails
Just throb
And the painkillers that worked so well
No longer work. At all
Joints pop and ache
Hands no longer can open jars
You become the best weatherman in town
You start to hurt just before it rains
Fibromyalgia, rheumatoid arthritis
Osteoarthritis, osteoarthritis of the back
Hell just plain old age
Some of the things we deal with
You continue on no matter how much you hurt
No matter how bad your headaches are
You still have your constant companion
Pain
(c)kingpen2021
Categories:
painkillers, life,
Form: Free verse
i picked up
your fainted
heart ; like a
dead petal.
never had i seen
personification so
beautifully designed-
you screamed
privilege and ran away
with twelve paper sheets
and one deceased heart.
if i knew
this is the
taste of words,
i would have
smirked at my
naive self,
broken me to bits,
abandoned me
and trusted me.
if only i knew
this is the
taste of words,
i would have never
turned to love.
if i describe you
even the hunch
of the feelings
i feel,
you will ask for more-
more words ;
more hurt.
but if you believe
even a portion of
my poems,
you will ask for less-
less words ;
less hurt.
i picked up
your fainted
heart,
like a metaphor-
drugged with
painkillers.
you were
my shooting star ;
falling void less
over the orbit,
but i sailed away.
if i knew
this is the
taste of words,
i would have
stayed,
let you desrtuct
around me,
just to make rhymes
on a love story,
a love story of
cowards.
Categories:
painkillers, absence, allusion, analogy, angst,
Form: Free verse
Surgical operation, physiotherapy,
exercise and painkillers
(I hate every pill, they make me dizzy)
Neuropathic pain can be
violent and incomprehensible
It is subjective and personal,
an emotional experience
A short time of pain we can accept
Pain that lasts a long time
makes everyday life complicated
But it goes a little better every day
05/05/2021
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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Categories:
painkillers, care, friend, how i
Form: Free verse
Rodin’s thinker felt deeply misrepresented in his pose
he had been simply doing his business in privacy but
paparazzis had caught him seemingly sitting on a rock
nothing on his mind but having a pee after a night out
too much beer with his mates in the pub and all that
was on his mind was whether there were painkillers
in the vanity unit to soothe his nauseating hangover
twitter went mad and the tabloids fronted his image
raised him onto the dubious pedestal of iconic status
attested him with clarity of thought and contemplation
he had only been looking at the bathroom mirror and
counting tiles and toothpaste stains in the marble sink
did not mind so much that he was nude in portraits
they painted because the truth must be stark naked
and he was not one to falsify events and their cause
but taking his ablutions out of context made him
feel shame rather than reason for he was abused
in nature’s call and his wife might object but he would
never again sit down on the loo when having a tinkle
10th March 2021
Categories:
painkillers, abuse,
Form: Free verse
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