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Short Complying Poems

Short Complying Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Complying by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Complying by length and keyword.


Blooded Honey
Her face is like a marble statuette,
blank of expression, emotions beget.
Motionless throughout vicious verbal storms,
driven by not complying to shared norms.
Weep, weep, weep bladed tears of rusted blood,
the only nectar of a frozen bud....

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Categories: complying, angst, depression, life, people, sad,
Form: Couplet



Do It Now
D-o it now not later, 
A-s time is running out; 
I-t's better not to tarry, 
S-o just forget the doubt.
Y-ou must do it now, 
L-inger not along the way; 
Y-es, reach the finish line, 
N-ovember thirtieth Thursday.

S-tart complying with your oath, 
E-agerly fulfill your vow; 
N-o delay will cause dismay, 
O-nce you do it
N-ow....

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Categories: complying, birthday,
Form: Acrostic
Paintings of Love - Above
Cozy crimson sky highlighted
Clouds, in corners, gold ignited
Cranes and cuckoos fly exited

Wherefrom is this ringdove?

Compassion in thoughts, words, and deeds
Complying with kind nature's needs
Cosmos cultivates complex seeds...

Is there, midst, a foxglove?

Calmness carves the clandestine cores
Cardinals commence carefree tours
Calcites and corals hug in scores

Cool breeze is on the move...

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Categories: complying, nature,
Form: Verse
Unadored
I tremble before you, my vying emotion
I thought I could be loved with complying emotion

My mirror used to love my sight
there is no more of that undying emotion

Neglect tore at me, scattering me into shards
This whole life of mine is fragmented by self-denying emotion

Love is what you give away
To anything but my trying emotion

If you came back it'd be too late-
You permanently left the scar of dying emotion...

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Categories: complying, child abuse, hurt, mental health, psychological, sad
Form: Ghazal
Handcuffed
Handcuffed to the bed legs spread mystifying and complying in every scene sewn deep into a memory   seashelled into this heart   washing away with the outgoing tide echoing earnestly where our worlds go to hide   light on light dripping through the night word swallowing word another candle burns I blow   heat flickers into a faded breath bent over and spent she comes back to life
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© Tim Smith  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: complying, love, memory,
Form: Free verse



Sentence
Awaiting, like the stillness breath of fate ~ 
complying with my solitude's bereave,
I chanced your heart, and then did look in grief
at all the risks construed, the moment's thief.

And it were always, someone else, some kind
some ignorance of path, some  meriting refined,
it were . . . not us, not using, not defined
but in my sentence, in my dreaming's line.

It were my faith, it then became resign
but by trust's hiding, I am thereby . . . find!...

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Categories: complying, faith,
Form: Rhyme
Memory Is Not Enough
M-emory is not enough, 
A-ll lessons that you receive 
R-emain to be seen in action, 
I-n good result to achieve. 
T-he memory is not enough, 
E-arly fourteenth of July; 
S-ee to it that the order of God is obeyed neath the sky. 

P-ure listening to the truth 
I-s only to know and understand; 
L-et your own life live 
A-ccording to God's command. 
P-erfectly complying with the law 
I-s probably hard or tough; 
L-ove though will do, memory is not enough....

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Categories: complying, birthday,
Form: Acrostic
Luring Them With Charm
Charm the ornament of Love
With magic and complying thoughts
Decorations warn outward
An attraction to a Circus Clown

Red dress with a slit and red lip stick
Clean underwear and a hair cut
All to put on a Circus Show
Yet both underneath looking for love

Attraction is not sight it is heart
All want to attract but few know how
It’s not a night in a bar or making out in a car
Looks only appeal to the eye

Leaving the heart empty
When all that is left is
Charm...

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© Bobby May  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: complying, desire,
Form: Free verse
Bus Stop
Sitting in the waiting room her sunlit day; complying to their sequence
Amid a foregone conclusion ? Appearing suddenly out of nowhere
Ineffable somehow it seems this, March two thousand twelve's
National Geographic's copy titled, 'The Journey of the Apostles....
Theocracy's last supper sublime; tableaux ? Instinct taking hold slowly
Savoir-faire walking past these doors surely tis for me ? Sanctum sanctorum
Seder thirty years now, gone by ? Why his doctor queried; Angels in the mist hieros....

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Categories: complying, angel, art, autumn,
Form: I do not know?

Book: Shattered Sighs