Best Mischievousness Poems

I never knew you ...

yet you were mine -
mine as completely as any other
that ever drew breath or dreamed a
       dream
on this unforgiving orb.

"the choice" ... THAT choice,
was never ours, you see ... not really.
your mother, deathly ill, deteriorating
...

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I love watching documentaries of nature,
Full of enchanting momentous adventure,
But my favourite by far is the ocean,
As it beckons and teasingly invites us
To look at a world we could never
Imagine, serene, silent, secretive,
Spectacular, incredible, and daring,
In a magical way breathtakingly alluring,
My heart resides with the...

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My cousin is wearing an ankle bracelet because he got in trouble with the police.
He's always getting himself in trouble, his mischievousness will never cease.
He was given the ankle monitor and placed under house arrest.
Just thinking about his situation is enough to make a person...

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Never mind; we all have brain but not intelligent.
Misunderstanding and disappointment is living base;
Harassment and mischievousness why do we face?
Is someone responsible somewhere for this dent?
Is hell or heaven a living standard an approachable hint?
We waste our present to plan tomorrow or to analyse yesterday,
We...

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Said my  wondering  eyes.
Your image tantalizes me.
mischievousness pierces 
through lascivious eyes
sinking into mines,
waiting to touch.
A sugary kiss 
on soft lips 
lusciously pasted. 
My palpitating heart 
like a butterfly revel to nectar,
with magic slowing its wings,
and gloating it's colors.  
Never will we part.
Oh...

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This Satanophobia makes me fear more
A jobless framework like a rust armour
From the arsenal of an old strong warlord
Surefooted to cut down a long strong rod.

Its an aframomum melegueta
Which its pungency hurts than a cutter.
Idleness; a caustic abstract worker
Bow in the hand of evil chief...

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Peace to the world is a sin to say to all ears
Humanity would always be at war with itself
Millions of states would always war themselves
History will be recorded in the past and present
No fight, no friend, no enemy; no success.

Adam rebelled against his maker godlessly...

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In my husband's first pastorite
Had some young married men
Who were full of mischievousness

At a church social late one night
These young men disappeared
Out of everyone's sight

Out on the parking lot 
They did their deed
Duct taped the headlights (Another use for duct tape)

So when we did leave
They...

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This quirk of nature has no definition, formless.
Boundless, yet gravitation it pull us together.  
Ties that bind in chemicals and sensory receptors.
The limbic system, amegdela, primal carnal.
Holding no preconceived notions form whom we shall yield it up to.
Lift up our cup to allow, 
Lips...

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He is not more than four
with the adventurous eyes of a conquistador;
he is rascal but cute,
and with his innocence my rebukes he dilutes!



Little rascal, slowly ride your tricycle down the bumpy block;
be careful not to fall off, and don't turn when I yell, " Stop!...

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What a world where men swim in wickedness,
Drink in envy and mischievousness
Riding with their wings so pure 
But heart as black as the coal.
Yes wickedness lives behind the gate of the world
Evils had cracked the walls of goodness.
Good things last no more 
Drums of war...

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I've been detached from anyone, and specially life,
merely trying to survive on feeble hope,
dangling from this rough and steep rock; 
I look above and another view transforms my strife. 


I tried to be that invincible hero, helping others
ignoring myself and, most times, my indispensable needs;
putting...

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We opened a book that started with the name 
of our country.
The right side was numbered corruptions  and the other side was numbered greed & bad leaders.
We burnt the stride of our bodies into aches and dreams waving away fire and foliage of silence.
Women...

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The divine nature got stunned,
When our destination merged,
First time you held my hand,
A lightning of feeling got surged.

Wind was stirring mischievousness,
Sun was concealed with cloudy envious,
We were travelling with time,
Yet its impact was extraneous.

 Our hands were glued together,
My shoulder was happiest to serve your...

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What can I cook extra, if I have nothing?
You know, your son was sick and I off,
I spent the last six months on medicine,
He is still suffering but I can’t afford.

You know my colleague called my office,
And have a birthday party and dance, 
They celebrated...

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