Short Complemented Poems
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Masculinity
is the manifestation
of one's body,
handsomeness
is complemented
with physical beauty;
these two are every
man's desire.
One summer day Speedy Gonzales
met a very sweet girl named Alice
she liked his big yellow sombrero
it complemented her little bolero
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Counterparts,we
two becoming one
Male & female,equivalents
Communing,now
two becoming one
Male & female,complemented
Christian Marriage
two becoming one
My ears a complete pair,
with gratitude for every tiny sound.
They complemented each other
in so many ways.
As "hand in glove".
Mickey Mouse ears,
they're my royal crown.
Exploration
in empathetic listening.
As I reclined and looked at the horizon
I complemented myself with a proving smile
because the sunset was so lovely
and I had not seen one like it for quite sometime
The omnibus colors of the sky blended so perfectly
Magnified by the tilting shadows of the glaring sun
and before it had finally rested
I felt my life painting is done.
light
making
a point
colour intermingled
in the spectator’s
eye
divisions juxtaposed
and
complemented
static quality of light
captured
‘as is’ moment
expressions
impressions
frozen forever
completeness in moments
of passivity
bygone days
filled
with poise.
along the walk
to six acre wood
sat in the sunshine
still needing a hood
observing the swallows
swoop
& pass
over
the new growing grass
earth dry&hard
scented gorse
in yellow garb
hares in proverbial
careered without any nous
popping up
alongside us
across the vale
worship floated
enthused& elated
complemented&blended
my soul
being mended
Tanned physique
straight hair
my pasty flesh and
limp side-locks did not share
A bronze, chiseled adonis
was the look to emulate
but sunken chest and poor muscle tone
complemented my frizzy pate
Yet one advantage held I over
the muscle-bound crowd
Acknowledging the whistles of the crowd
~ My head, and heart, I bowed
He waited for a little while
I mourned for my mother
Then it was time for me to be a wife.
I baked
I cleaned
He bought me a real present
And complemented my cooking
Then he came to me in the night
I was scared
I was only fifteen trapped in a marriage I didn't want
What was I supposed to do
Except be a good wife?
A submissive wife?
I wore a burka
I wasn't allowed to cry
I lived to please him
I was trapped.
Exhale the pain
Breathe in the joy
Exhale the sadness
Breathe in the laughter
Exhale the hate
Breathe in the love
Exhale the criticism
Breathe in the complements
We get both joy and pain
We are surrounded by sadness and laughter
We are exposed to hate and love
We are criticised and complemented
The trick is to cling to the positives
Not to mull over negativity
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