Compliment Poems

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

Compliment

Compliment short poem

”I sojourn in your vibrant world, Mr. Ahmed Of dulcet melodies and wafting aromas The paintings adorning your house forlorn Are as soothing as the breezes of the morn I met your mates, your benevolent friends Savoured their enchanted, beguiling

Compliment

Compliment short poem

They talked regularly on the phone, They just can’t stay at their home They decided to take a step forward, And finally, they met afterward, When their eyes finally met, The time around them slept, When he spoke his first

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All Of You

All Of You prose poem

It is not simply what you do that makes me feel loved by you Nor is it merely what you say that leads to a better way No, I do not even think that it is the things you share

Don’t Stop, A Letter To My Wife

Dont Stop, A Letter To My Wife prose poem

Dear Barbara I have attempted to shield you from uncaring and mean spirited people, thinking that I was helping you. I have tried to coral and box you in, caution and counsel you, thinking that I was helping you. I

Poems containing references to : Compliment

Mirror, Mirror

Mirror, Mirror ballad

Mirror, Mirror, you think you know me. Showing me like an icy lady. That’s not how I want to be seen. Mirror, mirror, treat me like a queen. Why don’t you compliment my changes? I’m becoming a lovely lady. Show

The Simple Life,the Easy Life

The Simple Life,the Easy Life prose poem

Wake up in the morning with no stress,feeling love in excess even forgot my address forget all the bad of men with no regrets turn around on my bed touch my woman and compliment her nightdress touching her hips and

A Sad Reality…

A Sad Reality... short poem

It was just her fifth birthday, When she learnt to search for truth, And she questioned everything she learned, From then, right through her youth. She asked who had decided, Only boys could play in dirt, But her mother said

The Toasted Man

The Toasted Man prose poem

10 am Saturday His legs take turns,  propelling him through clouded crystalline barriers, Inky black thoughts clasped in his left hand. The toasted man takes his place among the Meager masses on his chafing pleather throne 240 seconds, a cup

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 Clock Talks

The Clock Talks short poem

Round and round, I turn around. People blink at me, I never unwound. The world revolves with my feeble sound. When people follow me, they are time-bound. The sun travels on my arms. The moon follows my norms. I am

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Playful Tiredness

Playful Tiredness short poem

 There are times when I wake up…. And I think “I could lay here forever”. Soaking up the sunlight pouring in through my window. Onto the white comforter of my bed. Wrapped in the warmth of flannel sheets. I can

Fred The Frog

Fred The Frog short poem

I once met a frog Whose name was Fred He hopped around And bounced on his bed. He hopped to the pond And went for a swim He called for his friends And they all joined in At night he

Though A Democrat

Though A Democrat prose poem

Unblinking reflexive opinions lean indubitably, favorably and certifiably with minimal pandering soliciting uber voodoo yawping woos socially quintessentially obviously markedly consciousness brakes alignment defining mine political views loosely yet not strictly, jerry-rigged, hidebound Democratic fealty haltingly pledged ones and twos

Spare Me At Least After My Death…

Spare Me At Least After My Death... short poem

Lying on the platform Bathed in my own blood Writhing in pain Eyes closing I know my life is coming to an end My voice hardly reaching my own ears I reach out my arms for help No head turns

Helpless

Helpless short poem

Thoughts wander in my mind, but my vision ignores them. Words tangle around my tongue, but do not fall out of my lips. My fingers are intertwined around the pen, but my hands don’t write. My heart beats every voice

Transcendental Deliberation

Transcendental Deliberation short poem

I left you there!… Between semicolons and dashes, lost inside the days of future past, stuck in your grammatical mentality and lyrical augmentations… Even when you raised your punctuation you could not decipher my heart’s alphabet… Your comma kept jumping

Fantasy Love

Fantasy Love short poem

There was a boy.. and.. there was a girl… The boy was a Panther chasing wild dreams… The girl was a deer, dreaming mild love… He was roaring on a bright day in the mountains of cloudy world… She was

Cried Me A River

Cried Me A River short poem

I cried me a river many times.
 Mostly for my children.
 The daughter I wanted protected.
 For my son with big ideas,
 stranger whose world collapsed.
 After my brother and a few friends died
 knowing their role in my life,


Geständnis

Geständnis short poem

I love how your eyes light up at the sound of some game It’s like you have been craving for your own fame I love the simplicity of your hair Because for me it may seem like a warfare I

Struggling

Struggling short poem

  Keep Your Heads Up, Keep Your Heads Up High. Some Days Will Be Rough But Don’t Cry. Things Will Get Better; You Won’t Always Be Struggling Forever. The Day Would Come When Things Will Change. I Know Right Now

Brouhaha

Brouhaha short poem

Running to and fro, Going somewhere, going nowhere. Fighting for survival, fighting for revival, Some call it revolution I call it confusion. Hunger in the land, Trouble in our towns, Politicians say they have the solution, But their parties have

Make The Move

Make The Move prose poem

THAT’S enough It’s so easy to make yourself a fool You may rewrite the history for I believe in the Past You may be afraid of Tomorrow, but there’s no Tomorrow left for me… Humanity should be born again… I

Beauty Of The Sky

Beauty Of The Sky short poem

Beauty of the sky, it has no end so it’s said It reflects upon the earth and justifies its name Toned with glorious colors Surface of blue, cotton of white A brim of dark clouds, a sign of rain Beauty

Wife

Wife sonnet poems

sailing along these cumbersome waves with scorching rays upon our heads paddling against the winds of time so i will sing as bell the chime riding towards our yon of passion poesy to the cliffs and peaks of infinite glory

Dream, Dare, Dazzle

Dream, Dare, Dazzle short poem

Dream as if you are waiting to be born, The roses will bloom and bear no thorn. No matter how Impossible the dream may be, Don’t let the world decide what you have to be. Its only when you dare

Ambiguity

Ambiguity short poem

Staring not so intently into an enigmatic void Oblivious to environs & of prospects devoid None of exultant joy even misery too amiss Suspended in a limbo between gloom & bliss Each of effort laboring however much slight Most of

I Love You

I Love You short poem

I wonder what I can do To tell you how much I want you To let you know how important you are to me If I could dance for the empress And mingle with the beauty pageants Just to tell

It Comes

It Comes short poem

Waiting under the opaque moon a primeval instinct takes over you and you start arriving. A black bone renders the ash on your forehead and you complete the circle – reaching childhood; you start climbing the ladder, for instantaneous release.

The Huntress

The Huntress short poem

You were standing alone In a crowded room And going round in my head The same old tune. Eyes of cold sapphire Holding me stark, In the dark despair Of a panther’s stare. Futile attempts To move, to turn The

The Crane

The Crane ode

Oh bird, your meditation, that Indian monks borrowed And conduct school of meditation, with no means, To their ends, as they do it artificially, as a road-show; But thou makes it creative to find your prey and catch it As

Restless Nights

Restless Nights short poem

I’m breaking I can’t be fixed I’m missing and I bet I won’t be missed still shaking from what I fear I can’t let you in so don’t come near I guess you’re right I’m way too thin and I’m

I Dream

I Dream short poem

Sleep peacefully in the lap of mother nature, Breathe fresh air and walk carefree, Hear the sound of leaves beneath my feet, Feel the raindrops on my face – And smell the wet earth, Fly with the birds, spread my

Not Me

Not Me short poem

So much Krisnachura was strewn on the path, we stomped on them, wind was tousling— so sweet, like a lovely woman, musk of wild champak. The perfume reminds me of exquisite palms, deep coiffure and wild dreams of night. Then

Thank You.

Thank You. long poem

You really truly helped me being there when no-one was, The fact you came to be with me meant such an awful lot, You revived my instability just by being you, Thank you for you time and strength; helping me

Finally!

Finally! short poem

Yes this is what all it was. we both are left with flaws and flaws. distance time and ego inside made us hollow just like mites Neither you were wrong neither am i its just that i just don’t know

The Bonding

The Bonding short poem

What is it that binds me to you? Is it the pain? Is it the scars? Or is it the soul of an old friend? Whom I met years after. Is it the sound of your voice? That I hear,

Humility

Humility short poem

While drinking the long night you became taller than the eternal question, bitten by the moon. Witchhunting will not stop in oligarchy. A human right stands on the ivory gate to enter the dust. The weightlessness is paraded nude amongst

A Lifetime Ago

A Lifetime Ago short poem

we spoke for the first time at last all my dreams of her body heat spearmint breath came true sometimes people talk tilted away but like two flowers hungry for light we grew together there are cruel stories of lost

The Love We Had

The Love We Had short poem

Just by staring at her smile my world became sheer. For the power she had to embrace me just by residing in this little heart of mine. Our love was abundant for me , to be blissed. It made me

Recovering From A Mental Break

Recovering From A Mental Break short poem

No more bad thoughts its gota stop Be positive and grateful for all I’ve got No more mental breakdowns keep it together I cant be mentally unstable for ever Its the start of a new beginning today I must block

Uncelebrated Valentines

Uncelebrated Valentines prose poem

(A collaboration with Gene) In dark melancholy’s mire a heart’s forlorn canoe paddles through the dense grief floating on the surface clutching like vines, sticks like Val Des ooze, pulling me under. Listening to the ghostly music coming from the

Help For This Day

Help For This Day short poem

When difficulties find their way The mind must reach beyond this day. Search beyond the horizon’s bounds. The mind can travel to new finds. Another day writes what it may. Sunshine drives the clouds away. The sunset will seal it