Short Impolite Poems

A beggar cannot dare expect fabulous gifts.
His impolite joshing keeps logical men nervous.
Old panhandlers quite regularly start to upbraid virtuous women.
X-rateds yield zilch....

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Patronizing her inner streets with cool lust-hawking
she’s compromising flaunted standards with kiss-talking
gentle but impolite
a sweetening soft fight
started like a hard script ending in sweet love making....

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I can’t remember myself
I’m lost
in the attraction
the bleeding need
the dirty impolite hunger
make me somehow matter
soap me with important gifts
drape me brilliant feathers
curves that bedevil
make me pretty
to him...

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Such darkness there 
You find yourself in solitude 
Who are you to disrespect your mother?
And be so impolite and rude 
Your demeanor must change 
If you are going to get somewhere in life
Or else, the clouds will remain in the vicinity 
Filled with corruption and strife...

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I AM AN I AM

    I  AM  AN  I AM

I am immaculately impudent
I am imprudent
I am impractical
I am impersonal
I am impatient
I am impolite
I am impure
I am imperfection
I am at an impasse
I am immature
I am imbecilic
But most important of all is
I am impotent
    ©2011.…~free cee!~ Phreepoetree...

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I
Got lost
Wandering
Around at night
Fearless of all harm
With innocence I smiled
At a stranger saying hi.
He stopped me by his gaze, I smiled
Then he unzipped his pants, I still smiled
He looked around for eyes, no one was there
Devilishly smiling, he turned to me, I blushed
“Sir, peeing on streets is impolite." He turned away....

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Khagrachari Islamia Madrasha was my first Islamic institution
Mawlana Quashem was first Islamic tutor in learning junction
Thru impolite ego I was mocking the class teacher in learning
By Ustad Faruq I was beaten sore in the first month morning
Whatever to acquire the Islamic knowledge I was continuing


©Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
14/01/2023...

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The visitors left me 
with empty rooms 
tasting like the last bite of cone 
beneath my favorite ice cream.

Bare mattresses confront misty eyes 
and small piles of laundry 
stand at the foot of each bed, 
like left over food.

Silence seems impolite, 
interrupting conversations
still echoing in this cool place 
that was warm an hour ago.

I am alone....

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Must the petals fall now and

surrender to the wind?

Must I step back and 

willingly rescind?

This could be a subtle goodbye

for the buds of our future don't seem to multiply

The troubles and confusions are somehow impolite

So I seek out the advice of the night

But our stars refuse to answer me

Am I now on the threshold of our finale?

-Nicola An...

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The song of a Child- Ghosts, Go Away

Ghostie, Ghostie go away,
Only a minute until the day.
The sun will shine,
I shall dine,
And ghostie you will not be fine.
Ghostie, go off,
Ghostie, don't come back,
Ghostie, manners you do lack,
Waking me up so early.
Mother will scold you,
She'll say you impolite,
She's going to get a fright,
To see such a mannerless Ghost!
Ghostie, Ghostie, go away!...

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An airport is the perfect place
To look at people; every face
Is worth a glance and then, as well,
Their clothes and shoes, to try to tell
Where they are from, since likely they
Don't realize they are in display.

Their voices may provide a clue
But I prefer a silent view,
Imagining the varied lives
Of friends and loners, husbands, wives.
It may seem impolite to gawk
But that's expected in New Yawk!...

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We are the goof birds get out of our way
We are here to fly and fumble, said their daddy Ray
We are the goof birds, we’ll eat all of your feed.
Get ready, here we come, to gobble up your seed.

This was from our mama, the toughest goof we know.
She is determined and unwavering from beak to toe.
We baby goof birds are learning how to be impolite.
Loving our parents, who give most others a serious fright....

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four little Hallows Eve spooks sitting on a fence
Named Ford, Carter, Rockefeller and Pence.
Camouflaged as jacks, the little one says.
She is persnickety and impolite, we call her Inez.

This is my song, says the singer; Stay out of it, please.
It is ghostly and spooky, this floats to them on a breeze.
The jacks are quiet when a werewolf howls their way.
It turns their lights to black, scary end to their ghostly day....

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The cat wants out
It speaks in French Guiana
Is fluent in meow 
Just off the tip of tongues
To the north in South America
Close to Brazil
They hone their language skills
Kitty returns an hour later
It is always impolite to talk
With a lizard or bird's tail
Dangling from your mouth
They leave it out
A mouse will follow
To study feline etiquette
Please close the door behind
In South America 
Cats speak their mind...

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I don't know where I have been,
But I know where I am going to;
To see a smile as sweet as the tingling
That you make my skin do.

I'm lonesome wanna come on close to me
I'm in need of your company 
Give me candy and all of those sweeter things,
I want you to need me.

Oh I've got an attraction.
It's infectious like a good disease.
It's impolite no thank you, please
Cold like a winter breeze, I need;
This attraction....

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Scuba diving, oh! what a dream
In the Gulf, amidst the Sardines
With a Florida blond
Whom I've grown to be fond
It's dark, is it all that it seems

Our dive is going oh! so super
Boo! said the nosey big Grouper
Och! do you have to be mean
To these little Sardines
Your just a big party pooper

Told of he goes in a mood
Just like a big bully should
Hey! next time take better care
To these Sardines you did scare
It's impolite, and you've been oh! so rude...

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we live with much fear
child who we do love so dear
is no longer here
(year after each year)
(wish he was close and near)

when time will go by
like it usually does do
had been made by God

what we must admit
budget has been deficit
surely illicit

what we have to do
would be to write poem about you
perhaps quite a few

not bright is her bean
a Marjorie Taylor Green
causes stupid scene

each time she is viewed
does sure seem to be so shrewd
impolite and rude...

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Dear Friend,
What longing awaits our soul?
What grief is embedded in our hearts?
We are counting the days before they start
Praying that it will end, and we will be together again,
But time has its strength and grief has its length,
Reality can be so impolite, but it can show us the light.
The happenings are many,
The changes are few,
Whatever you do,
Remember to be true,
My dear friend how much I miss you.

                                
                             ©2013 Christine Phillips...

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