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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The Free Bird

The Free Bird short poem

I am a bird thinking about nothing Seeing this freedom while I’m, well, flying Can’t stop to flap my wings and feel this breeze Seizing this moment like I’m all well freeze I see those mountains soaring to skies, World

My Last Breath!

My Last Breath! elegy

I felt the warm strengths of gentle motherly grips How swiftly and quietly my last breath here,slips Exact on time, undelayed Out of reach, Lords’ trade My eyes, terribly widened Chilled layer penetrated my yellow body With few words dying

Je T’aime

Je Taime long poem

The girl Was so hurt and confused that she let her Own mistakes become her best friend They would do everything together And never let go of each other Through good and bad they somehow Found themselves at ease with

Literary Lessons

Literary Lessons prose poem

Literary Lessons #1: A poet should above all be devoted not to being copyrighted, but quoted. #2: Divine inspiration is no excuse for bad poetry. #3: In literary style, I endeavor to follow in the footsteps of Dickens, Poe, Dickinson

Asleep

Asleep short poem

The house is still and everyone is asleep That is when I let myself weep It feels so good, to let go And not put on a show No need to smile no kids around Who need to see me

About Love….

About Love.... long poem

Love is neither optional, nor happens by choice. It just happens, you either accept or deny, Love can be at first sight or start at a goodbye plight, Feelings arise, touching the skies, A choice to act on them or

The Gifted And The Cursed

The Gifted And The Cursed short poem

If I starve you eat If I pour you drink If I am naked you are warm If I am hurt you are safe If I cry you smile If I am honored you are blessed If I am wounded

Blood On The Floor

Blood On The Floor short poem

Well my mother might be almost sixty But she’s still one damn good-looking Woman, inside and out she’s has such A kind heart and her feelings run deeper Than any ocean can and such a beautiful Beautiful woman who could

From My Heart To Yours

From My Heart To Yours long poem

Although we are an Ocean apart you are deep in my heart I think about you every day and dream about you every night in this mansion that overlooks the Lakelands that can sometimes be a lonely place but knowing

Dark thoughts

Dark thoughts prose poem

The brightest light shines deep but pure black darkness is infinite I surrender to its awe of depth without how would we know light’s speech Darkness is somewhere kept behind a door until intelligence opens in expression to be unique

Inadequacy

Inadequacy short poem

A silence speaks up at ungreen age for an unknown, finding dark matter in hiddenness of sleazy light. A dove in the valley of tulips stops a flight for a wayfarer. What was that persisists, in envioronment and bunkers? Queen

The Apple Of My Eye

The Apple Of My Eye prose poem

I stared at him struck with awe He stood there straight and tall Absolutely perfect without a flaw He stared back and made my face fall & I felt myself turning red hot & blush ‘Coz this “he” is none

Walking By

Walking By long poem

You don’t even glance when you walk by, neither do I, but what if everything you ever knew was a lie? Stop feeding me your unemotional lines, I could write your crap and post it up on a sign. I’m

Ah, Those Roots

Ah, Those Roots short poem

Every homecoming is a nomad’s offerings for forgiveness, A silent prayer, An apology for neglecting the roots, that have borne him. Two lovely yet lonely souls, leaning on each other Still, on their own worlds, Slowly move around and do

A Thesis Of New Year

A Thesis Of New Year short poem

Hopes filled and mostly disappointed A few of succeeded giving a courage A year called that at the end of midnight Put a comma and it continues same as In a cycle we ride the cycle Beyond the horizon some

The End Of The Dream

The End Of The Dream long poem

As the sun peeps out over misty morning hills and the dawn chorus calls with its piercing shrill, the demons of the night skulk slowly away, a sidelong glance at the few who got away. He rises and stretches and

Bring on the Sunshine!

Bring on the Sunshine! short poem

Push the world a little harder And bring it closer to the sun. Celebrate each dazzling day Triumph all gorgeous clouds Paint a rainbow on your sky! Who cares about the clouds? When you have got a smile That brings

Me And My Baby

Me And My Baby short poem

Down from Helsinki Late night walks on The beach of the Gulf Of Bothnia Sea, Me And My Baby, although the Sky is starless and there Is a strong breeze from Out of the south coming Quickly, we are lost

Now And Then

Now And Then short poem

it happens now and then a mother begs for her child and bleeds inside down there in the abyss in dirt and smoke you say it is ugly and turn your eyes to the Indian rollers in flight showing the

Lip Balm Obsession

Lip Balm Obsession short poem

My sweet lip balm, Without which I lack a calm! I buy whatever I find, I need to try every kind. Be it cherry or mint, With every sort I have a stint. There’s shimmer and gloss, They never make