Short Impertinent Poems

Platitudes are so convenient;
ready-made, impersonal, and stale.
They’re perfect when true words fail
and honesty is deemed impertinent....

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coy
shy, skittish
inveigling, inviting, enticing
appeal, allure, impudent, impertinent
repelling, revolting, repulsing
cocky, cheeky
bold...

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The longing, the pain
together with sadness,
are impertinent actors...
they are insolent...
They are untimely guests!
without any permission
invade our lives,
our parties,
and hijack the harmony
from us...sneakingly...!...

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I splintered into a thousand brittle glass
You brandished a bamboo rag
And with one sweep
Wiped out my remains
To impertinent winds

I awoke feeling completely broken
But you've kept some tiny cuts
And will never return it....

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the eyes and sights,
the little lips,
the face
wanna tell something
noiseless civilly

our boastful
verbose words
shut these all beautiful
make mute these all

and we the beastly inhuman
behave everywhere as unruly tyrant deaf

oh
for our impertinent dazzling happiness
liking this all in burning fire of sorrow


-Chattogram, BD...

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I see the perfect girl, yet I still refuse to accept the invitation
The means to acquire her beauty would not reveal themselves
the descending power did not fall down upon me
Lack of time, prior attachments, and incompetence had left me a sitting duck
now I sit... left with impertinent, inconsistent, wandering thoughts
without the greatness of her impression
or a quick return promising their reduction...

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High above clouds
You flew
Radar focusing beneath
In search of prey.

Image fell on screen
One walking in  haste
His head bowed down
Wondering at
Mismatching arithmetic
At home, office
Breaking his back
To meet ends both
Nebulous mind.

Flare in your eyes
Like a diving bird
Impertinent crash landing
Sharp claws clung
An ascension with prey
Into unreachable heights
Vanishing into thin blue.

A quill is shed
Life drops dead....

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Here comes the silence.
Shoving its way through the crowd to greet me.
Like a tsunami would greet a stony cliff.
What an impetuous, impertinent lull...
Settling itself on my head like a heavy blanket.
Suffocating my ears.
Should I scream?
I should scream.
But there's no sound. 
Just unceremonious reverie.
Just silence. 
That raucous, deafening silence.
Until the world turns.
Negligibly.
A motion indiscernible.
Except for the sound it makes....

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