Best Devilish Poems

Saddam Hussein has outlived all adjectives,
A demagogue, an anti-Christ, a dictator
Was he the hero larger-than-life images
A tyrant, Baghdad butcher, a monster.

Raising one’s voice against him will result in,
One’s daughter raped before his own eyes
Even they can lead a Kurdish woman
To sell her body to feed...

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He said, "Hello". I Said, "Who are you?"
He said, "I am the Devil".
I said, "C'mon man. You're not on the level".
He said, "Yes, I am".
"I can't talk to you. My morals forbid".
The Devil said, "You just did."
"No I didn't", I said.
"Yes, you did".
I shut my...

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The waves roar.
But you can't drown out the voice.
You can't handle any more.
See you have a choice.
Down to the depths of the churning sea.
Or up the sky's where you can be free.
She sits on a rock.
Not an inch to be moved.
Her gaze you have locked.
But...

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The devilish chocolate cake entices me to devour
I want to resist, the temptation just too much
Teasing me with layers of heavenly chocolate, black, milk and white
Texture reminiscent of the finest velvet
Sending every sensory nerve into submission
Its moist sponge is ready and waiting
The twang of red...

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she tread around me with
such mock care
with a stifled grin she asked if i was sure
with a teasing voice she narrowed her eyes
and looked as deep as she dare
perfumed and adorned but as alluring as
her spanish leather truth
so like a fool i made sure much...

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He looked down on the flock, 
Did the raven from his perch.
He watched them in their finery,
Paying homage to their church.

His beady eyes stared,
Cold, and black as sin.
He let out a hellish squawk
When they started singing hymns.

The louder that the gathered sang,
The louder did he...

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Rumours and chaos, cities made a battle ground
Killing innocent ones, with a bedevil mind around

Why not we unite to eradicate corruption in minds
Bedevil the politics beholders and their devilish kinds

Times is raising an alarm for education to decide
To go for right or still let the...

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her face bears an angelic look
it is her smile
that slightly impious smile
which gives her a devilish bearing
that smile, that beguiling smile
warm and altogether pixyish
still, it
whispers of midnight fantasies
and daylight delights
oh yes, it is the mouth, the smile
giving the impression
of dark, sensuous pleasures
and fleshly longings
as the...

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Breathing depression since my birth
Providence one day whispered in ear
Thoughts itself turned face to mirth
Followed the witch leaving back fear

Reverted the opponent’s good time
Noises kept darkness lit to proceed
Future assures only power no pine 
Horny lady plotted map to succeed 

Mischievous figure looked so divine
The...

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My non-languaged son sleeps with angels
by night,
flying
swimming sometimes erotic exotic
running free of AFOs and walker
dreams of past multiculturing sights
and warm glow-voiced sounds
of healthy richness.

What could it mean to him
to sleep with devils by day,
poking and teasing,
singing and dancing,
inviting his attention and participation
across his bedroom floor,
breathing...

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Past demons can find a way
Of darkening a sunny day
Leading you through a bad door
You once closed and locked before
Never walking past the threshold
That once turned you bitter cold
From things on the other side
That you've been trying to hide
From new family and good friends
Hoping it...

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Your love was not a flower
That settled on my heart
Your love had the power
To rip my soul apart

You tore into my life
Baring teeth and slashing claws
Your words cut like a knife
Deep into my hallowed halls

Searing into my brain
You screamed you love me
Those words drove me...

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A wretched bitter after taste

Engulfs my now dry mouth

My swollen tongue

No longer able to manuever with freedom

Lips scorched with schaffing skin

Revealing my raw flesh from your lips

Hampering from forever kissing another...

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The Art of the Devilish Deal

By Mark D. Stucky
Did Trump sell his soul to the devil in 2016?
As his part of the deal, could he lie, preen, cheat, and tweet?
Could he distort, divide, deny, demean, demolish, and destroy?
Could he make even a pandemic worse through...

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This satanic one lives in a dark, lonely place
He’s thoroughly engrossed in pelfishness,
Utterly devoid of virtue, principle, and grace
He is lounging in narcissism and selfishness.
While he views other leaders with disdain,
Claiming his greatness with disgusting ego
He clearly cares only for what is his domain
And those...

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