Complicated Poems

Complicated poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of complicated poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on complicated are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

My Exception

My Exception short poem

Have you ever had a love so wrong that it’s not? What about a friend, so ugly that they’re hot? I won’t deny it, I don’t feel this way a lot. Maybe I’ll make an exception… I hate you’re far

Poems containing references to : Complicated

Facade

Facade short poem

We often wear the masks to hide, To fit in more, to better survive. Hide behind the complicated smiles, Confident, no one would catch our lies. Nothing seems a bit real now, Even the shadow now takes a bow. We

Who am I?

Who am I? short poem

I am someone who is as simple as ABC; yet as complicated as physics,chemistry The mere praises of people never thrill me; but the ones who love me for what I am does I like smiling at the butterflies dancing

The Seeker

The Seeker short poem

Walking around, with an emptiness that rends our heart and soul. In pursuit of possessions and achievements. sporting a vast and deep hole, which we strive to ignore. Until it holds us by our throats, we can avoid it no

Social Justice And Chritianity

Social Justice And Chritianity prose poem

While striving to be a good person and being socially concerned I do not believe in utopia. I do not believe in the perfection of man on this earth. I do not believe man can make a just and good

Illustrious Or Inglorious

Illustrious Or Inglorious short poem

Life is a simple play Don’t make it mysterious. All complicated words wrapped into one, Make a bunch of gawky efforts and simultaneous grief. Myriad mementos contemplating miseries, Do no less than to future, humiliation and bad welcoming. That’s what

The Whitworths

The Whitworths prose poem

It was both a complicated and a simpler place and time A very noisy and sometimes uncivil place, but very little crime A place though legally dry, yet filled with moonshine and wine Where peace and freedom were purchased by

This Is Just Another Day

This Is Just Another Day short poem

This is just another day Of my torment cherubs play Not to forget in all dismay Each night I dream of you I lay Something twisted in the way Guardian angel fights in disarray My horse I ride to cross

False Truth

False Truth short poem

Fateful memories prick me today Taking me back to life’s old way A storm of dry and vacant tears Snatches away all my cheers My deadly life just spins around Making me sit back rolled up in a wound Cause

Midnight Friendship

Midnight Friendship short poem

You called me at midnight the other day And told me you can’t sleep I yelled at you for waking me up Hung up the phone Went back to bed And this time I couldn’t. So I called you back

A Birthday Wish For Better World

A Birthday Wish For Better World short poem

A birthday wish ! The clock strikes 12 , yet another year passed . I find myself a year older , What do I want this Autumn I wonder, With the sulk more like Scrooge from Christmas carol, minus the

The Bird Nest

The Bird Nest short poem

How does a bird know how to build a nest? Does it learn from its parents? Does it watch other birds? No to either. Instinct is what is said. How do baby Sea Turtles know to head for the ocean

एक छोटी सी असलियत

एक छोटी सी असलियत kavita

एक इंसान की हक़ीकत क्या है ज़िन्दगी से उसे निस्बत क्या है दिल में जो हो कह नहीं पाये खुद का सच भी सह नहीं पाये पी न सके निश्छल प्याले से छल का दंश भी सह नहीं पाये हँस

Mama Earth

Mama Earth prose poem

Isn’t this a wonderful planet we call Earth, with conflicting ways of how she was given birth? In The Holy Bible it’s by God’s Hands how everything thing was formed, even man. But science well, they have a different story,

I Am Legend

I Am Legend long poem

I am legend like will smith Die hard like Bruce Willis With a beautiful body like Anna Nicole smith A warrior hardened like Mr and Mrs Smith One of a kind in my mind like the matrix Smith Sit back

The Cry of our Children

The Cry of our Children poetry books

‘The Cry of our Children’ is simply a marvelous collection of poems, full of emotions and feelings in one book by poet Ruth Andrews. Though the writer has dedicated her book to motherhood and child- mother relation, this book has

Mother

Mother short poem

Simple as a thought, even though she is complicated, like a jigsaw puzzle… Hard like diamond, yet soft like wool, deep within… She is different, even though she is, a common human like us… Her lustrous black hair, and sparkling

Evolution, Tool Of The Creator.

Evolution, Tool Of The Creator. prose poem

The debate has been raging for centuries. Where do we come from? Why are we here? Where are we going? Is there a Creator? We look around and see created things, intricate, complicated, sophisticated things. Creationism, evolution which one is

The Proposal

The Proposal long poem

I love your confidence & your style. I love the way you gaze me & smile. I love your lips when they touches me for a while & also your shining little Chinese eyes. I love you when you say

Beauty Remembered

Beauty Remembered short poem

Am changing by the minute, my heart recognizes, my body hides it. Crushed I’ve exceeded my limit. The mind knows, but not my appearance. I forget my pain with medication, can’t give an accurate account. Some believe I’m a hypochondriac,

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Love Sonnet 128

Love Sonnet 128 sonnet poems

Strong aural presence of our love pervades Our place of rendezvous despite the years, The past, or the recall of it, invades My peace with stark nostalgia that it bears; Can we forget the rose pressed to your face? When

Misogynists

Misogynists short poem

They won’t let you go out They will simply shout Because you are a useless entity for them You have no emotions they feel But every glimpse of beauty from you they will steal You have no world of yours

Recovery [part3]

Recovery [part3] prose poem

I touched you tonight For the first time In so long. I touched you so lightly in my mind Then you were gone. For hours I stared at you. Those old feelings Overwhelming again. My eyes consumed you, And started

Without Reason

Without Reason short poem

Living in a cyst, it would explore the breast. The black ethics goes beyond the bounds of mystique of non-movement. A while away a conflict comes out of the body. Melts into a face. There is no flesh, no skin.

Happiness Happens

Happiness Happens short poem

Happiness Happens , When the Sun shines , bird rhymes , flower blooms , and river flows . Happiness Happens , When the airs breeze , ice freeze , clouds thunder , and kids wonder . Happiness Happens , When

Happily Ever After

Happily Ever After short poem

A few rough years we have left behind, Of fears, frustration, fights, just blind. Patience is what I needed to teach myself, A very difficult challenge in spite of myself. But as patience started to shine on through, My husband

Annex The Belief

Annex The Belief short poem

A dialogue with fear, to end the thought, was walking alone on the edge of death. All the mercy of life was with it. Gone were the waves, whispering, back to the sea of mundane paucities. The sky and the

Gnawed Through

Gnawed Through short poem

A fat island burns under a looming sun. Bleeding rays will enter your eyes to see the blundering world. The gods were melting down looking at the corpses of faltering orchids, spread out at the feet of a white blaze.

Love’s Misty Magic

Loves Misty Magic short poem

Love hugs the heart, Like morning mist, That cloaks in magic, With a tender moment, To kiss the soul awake. The nourishing dew, Of the mysterious mist, Feeds the soul, With a love so tender, In landscape of the eyes.

Orchard On A Hill

Orchard On A Hill prose poem

Splashes of green lined up row after row. Limbs of green shooting skyward downward everywhere. Vibrant light shades of newness this time every year. Each displaying its own vibrant uniqueness. As the winds blow hot, green takes on a mature

Calendar

Calendar short poem

Writing on my sleeves, I visualize an invisible coupling of grassroots with starless sky, when I walk on the wailing earth. Hails big as sparrow eggs smash the bougainvillea blossoms. The wrestling clouds begin a storm. Witchcraft of the moon

Identity

Identity long poem

What is your history? And what is your identity? Are you related to your identity because of your history? And what is identity when it changes every century? Nations and invaders enter into each others’ lands Some foreign leader make

The Book Of Love

The Book Of Love short poem

The name, that will be written in the book of love, shouldn’t be faint- should be full of charm, meaningful and uttered fairly. The name must be eminent earning her lover’s fame, and the book will win the compliment, and

The Door

The Door prose poem

(1) The door; out of it there is everything; Flags and noise, traffic policemen, temptation apples, toothy eyes, ears calculating breath bangs, tinny moon counting steps, cheeks flowering with love ready to pass to oblivion, flattering choruses, cola tans, gay

To Be Young

To Be Young short poem

I can still remember, some of how it felt. The newness of things. Each day being a sunny day of newness. Exploration of what’s all around you. Exciting! I can still remember the thrill of it all. The thrill fades

Once Upon A Time

Once Upon A Time short poem

A girl innocent and young Beautiful and fun Full of faith when she sung And eyes as bright as the sun Love waved with a smile From a long long mile Slowly came very near And assured nothing to fear

Winter

Winter short poem

Oh how I love the cold air you breathe Of which that merges into the summer is what I seek The only emotion that soaks in the mayhem around Is the one I have been blamed for having too much

The Unsettling Dilemma

The Unsettling Dilemma short poem

One fine evening as we sat around, our spirits gay, She came towards us, palms bowl-shaped, eyes accustomed to implore, Though filled with anguish, yet determined, they seemed to say, “A tiny morsel, a little coin, nothing more!” Though the

Beyond

Beyond short poem

Beyond life… Beyond love… I could have staked shortcuts… But preserverance stood me upright… With hope of life… Hope of love… That kept it all alive… Alive in wonders… Of painful trauma… Paralysed in thoughts… Paralysed in acts… But still

Betrayal

Betrayal short poem

Betrayal, like the coldest wind that turns to ice in your veins That cannot be liquefied by apologetic words or obvious guilt It only seems to melt when we accept that people will always do what they want But shards