Short Impudence Poems

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


Life; Its Little Grant Of Time

By its very briefness
And in passing
Leaves nothing endless, otherwise
To grow wise in

Does this question invite
With impudence:
"Life, is that all there is?" Whilst left
With no offence!

A secret, smiled out
Death's gate behind:
"Here, by everlastingness
Am I defined".
Form: Rhyme


That flame

I dream of opportunities of valor
Hope i can right a wrong
Plan to stand against tides of injustice 
Count on myself to sing victory's song

I only can watch in impudence 
And know the darkness is to great
But if i fan the smallest flickering flame of love
I can at least warm my present state
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Tick Tock - Itty Bitty

crepitus announces itself annoyed
at my impudence  as I climb the stairs
it speaks the language of stop, I don't

flatulence trumpets my presence
luckily no one is hear to breathe deep
another dead language of age

the sounds of decomposition make me smile
for even they can fill a blank page

Fear

Fear seduces me that slithering Viper
It makes me comfortable in cuddles
I find solace in the most lethal place
I caressed it with lovely thoughts
I feed it from time to time as 
It torments my world to slices
My silver flows river on impudence 
I forget my heroic nature
I died painfully to nothing, but ache

Premium Member Universe Secrets

Within our lifetimes
Man has found a long
stairway to the stars,
and with impudence
has invaded Mars.

The stars have shone
longer than Man
has been around
to admire them.

Stars' secrets
should not all
be revealed.

We should
let them

Shine.


Diminished Hexaverse contest entry  Honorable Mention


Truculence

Diminishing recollections
of
my past

The tide slides up
onto the beach

Barefoot impressions
of experience
crumble in the brine

Receding water
leaves a
clear sand slate

Now here comes the
next fool
to dig in his toes

To make his stand
against the waves
of time

Impotent impudence
Man is thy form

Premium Member I Don't Give a Fig

To say you would unblock someone if they can be civil is a crock of BS that I'd categorize as narcissistic drivel. It's just another veiled shovel full, meant as a dig but it's quite clear that some people don't give a fig! Oh, the impudence of one who has an arrogant nature. The petulance of one without disciplined nomenclature.
© Lin Lane  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

My First

Inexhaustible
Was what she was
She never tired
Nor seemed to slow

Perfectly tuned
Reaching manic speeds
She purred in my hands
When off we would go

Everyone salivated
As jealousy reared
Its ugly head
When she was with me

Damn the impudence
I had to stand back
As it was my car
Everyone did see

She was cherry red
White leather seats
57 Mustang
Boy, she rode sweet
Form: Rhyme

Duty

Help me, Lord, to understand life’s complexity
Teach me, world, to use my mind with dexterity,
Lead me, faith, to courage tempered with tolerance,
Heal me, time, with slow patience born of forbearance,
Guide me, truth, to wisdom laced with curiosity,
Show me, wonder, how to feel with deep intensity,
Guard me, love, from anger displayed with impudence,
Force me, heart, to exhibit love shared with prudence.
Form: Rhyme

Again

She did it again… slapped with impudence… again … 
Nature is rejoicing in my agony, 
Feeding on my misery.
Can’t it be… Oh! The inequity! 
Oh! The tyranny & treachery!
The hurt is enveloping my whole
It is melting away my soul
I will not yield, I will turn the other cheek
Wait for the pain to seep 
Away in the depth of oblivion 
I’ll resist again Nature’s relentless poison…
Again, again, & again…
© Dima N.  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

The Mystery of a City Angel

(for: Anita, a belle near Lagos campus)

shyly she smiles
her ever-floating smiles
wrecking the reason
out of the land;
impudence accompanies
her to all the hills –
sitting like an old goddess
of harvest & healing
she looks so calm
this angel of the city –
is she an angel of fertility
or the patron of virgins?
wisdom kicks on the faces
of old humanity;
& now she smiles away
with her heroic deeds
a queen of many misdeeds!
© Canny Amah  Create an image from this poem.

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