The best way to give a woman a compliment is to call her BEAUTIFUL
Robert Peck
Robert Peck
Dec 16, 2012      Dec 17, 2012

The best way to give a woman a compliment is to call her BEAUTIFUL

When I hear the word beautiful I think of God with tools crafting the earth in the perfect way not like a kids who put red and blue together and accidentally came up with purple

But THE master artist who has a plan and purpose with every single dot that is on the page and without that dot the world would not be the same

A sun rise is beautiful the way that the angle depicts the color and alters the way that the naked eye can see it

How slow time moves but how fast it goes by you can actually see it move from one part of the sky to another in moments

Beautiful is watching the ocean flow it just goes any which direction it feels with no set destination

Beautiful is God’s promise to never cover the earth with a blanket of water to clear it of the sinful nature it was in, by way of a combination of colors otherwise called a rainbow

So if man should respectfully call a woman beautiful she should be thankful she is in good company

to create a compliment
Rosa Saba
Rosa Saba
Nov 12, 2013

i am
aware of the air
enabling each step
and counting each breath
with the effort it takes to exhale
i could almost just sit down at the side of the road instead
but i won't
because i am
seeking out new people
new faces, new mouths
to give me new words
aware of the air
that falls from their lips
and catching the shapes, each lovely
small part of them
for my pocket
and i'll take these out later
edit the context
to create a compliment
to make me smile

self-confidence, in a way
ink anyone has ever been so ruined by a compliment
Melissa Lake
Melissa Lake
Apr 22, 2013

you're beautiful,
        he said.

Only not to me.

And I don't think anyone has ever been so ruined by a compliment
     as I was
           when she laughed,
    and pressed her lips to his cheek.

For you to compliment me on
Brittany Martin
Feb 11, 2013

Nothing pisses me off more
Than when people call me
Pretty

I get it, okay?
We live in a society that upholds beauty
As the most important quality
A girl can possess
So girls who aren't pretty
Feel like less

And guys, knowing this,
Call girls who were not gifted
With a symmetrical face
Proportional features
Or a "rockin'" body

Girls who rank on the lower end
Of that wretched scale
From one to ten
Pretty
Beautiful, attractive
Sexy, exquisite
Gorgeous, lovely
Stunning, hot

And those girls
Those amazing, ugly girls
Infused with insecurities
Self-loathing
And sadness
Give in to those words
Give in to those guys

Believing, if only for a brief,
Tenderless moment
That those pretty words
Do apply

But I am not interested
In false accolades
If you don't find me pretty
Then don't say so
I have plenty of fine qualities
For you to compliment me on

Praise my wit, my charm
My intelligence, my confidence
Things I cultivate
Things I strive to be

Qualities
That complement me

Compliment to the  honest
jeffrey conyers

Compliment to the  honest
When others question your common sense.
Compliment to the parents.
Who taught you right from wrong?

When you put to the test of will and choice.
Just to remember to make the correct decision.
Even if you done nothing wrong.

If the armor truck door open and bags of money falls out.
And you honestly turn in back in.
Compliment to the honesty of being just you.
Friends will question, what were you thinking?
That it's insured by the bank,

Compliment for putting yourself in their place.
Cause the best sign of truth starts with you.
Things you hope your child will adapt too.

Cora Lee
Cora Lee
Dec 30, 2012

It's happening.
I'm in your thoughts.
You've always been in mine,
But I never knew.
And now you feel the same.

How?
It doesn't make sense.
No one thinks about me,
But you do now.
How can you?

You called me beautiful.
I laughed,
But only because I'm scared.
I'm scared that you think about me.
Because you can think whatever you want,
But I don't want it to be about me.

You say I'm beautiful.
I can't believe you.
I want to,
So badly,
But I can't.

If I believe you,
Then I can't hate myself.
Then I couldn't hide.
I can't believe you,
Because I'm scared.

Looking for suggestions.

I've wanted so desperately to find someone goofy.
I've searched the world to find someone sweet.
I only knew you long enough to hear you call me gorgeous.
I thought you were adorable.
Why did I walk away?

Pretty, as a compliment
Ashley Spence
Ashley Spence
3 days ago

He said that I looked
Pretty, as a compliment
But it made me doubt;
I felt that he shouldn't have
I felt insecure.

And see it as an empty compliment
Evynne Doué
Evynne Doué
Sep 27, 2013      Sep 27, 2013

Being told you are beautiful
Is one thing
But being told you are beautiful
And believing it
Is another

I have been called beautiful
More times than there are freckles on my face
(And that is a lot)
But not until recent
Did I ever believe it

Usually I would brush it off
And see it as an empty compliment
Or a conversation filler
Or a device used for personal gain
Any time someone would tell me I was beautiful
I wouldn't believe it
Not even a little bit
And that's the way it was for a very long time

I was too used to people leaving
Especially after I let them get close to me
And touch me
I was too used to being let down
I couldn't trust anyone but myself
And I didn't think I was beautiful
With or without anyone's truthful or deceiving opinion
I truly thought I was the farthest from beautiful

Usually when people would give me such a compliment
I would say
"No, I'm not
And you don't mean that"
Most didn't bother to argue
So I never once believed it
Until I heard you say it

At first I tried to do what I always did
But you wouldn't take no for an answer

I'm not sure if it's the way you say it
Or how many times a day you say it
Or just the fact that I trust you enough
But I really do believe you
When you tell me I'm beautiful
Hearing the words, "You are so beautiful, Evynne"
And feeling the honesty and passion pierce my heart
Is something I have never experienced before

I may not think I am as beautiful as you like to tell me I am
But at least I believe it
And when I say I believe it
I do not mean I agree
But rather, you tell me I am beautiful
And I think to myself, "You really do make me feel beautiful"
Regardless of any prior opinions I held of myself

Now that is a very powerful thing

 
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