Devilish Poems - Poems about Devilish

Hate is more potent than Love as is darkness more awesome than light, Silence’s more deafening than sound Vice is more enticing than virtue as is knowledge more enlightening than faith, Passion overrides piety Malevolence outbeats benevolence as is brute more awe-inspiring than beauty. Death is absolute as is life fleeting, The fear of hell ...

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Devilish life, oh what does this notion? Hmm, maybe evil life, or a diabolical life of bad human I am this human, but no one thinks me a dark figure, because my style is great and my aura is bright But this bright aura is a super shield, a perfect force field, a supernatural power of my...

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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 mouth and stopped scoffing. As he vanished, I heard him laughing....

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I was taught not to fight with the devil ~ I won’t stoop to your level ...

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I searched and wondered Mother Earth, Looking for the last of roses... Hoping that Lady Mary gave birth, Before the gate of all heavens closes... At last I met a lost soul, Trembling emotions, Broken memories, Crowned diamonds on her diva's pole... On her devilish lips, Absorbed through her white pearls, Our tongues spoke a thousand words, In all languages, signs, and curls... Drawing passion...

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And there, painted and playing in sweetest frame is the timeless province. There, suspended by the arches of axiom, with sputtering brushes of wielded coherent structure. I drown upon spearing fear in the devilish qualm, splintered to scattered scree upon the wuthering face of this old, roaming sphere: in continuous form and bristling invariance. Here is one soul stripped of fire's bite. I have my tools...

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When you see so many flies Be careful, there is a carrion Somewhere. Behave like a lion Run, run. The flies are all over your thighs They can surely and slowly devour you. An environment, which is full of lies Will eventually crumble too. Lies cannot fly Through the clouds, in the sky. When you witness so many flies Somebody may be telling a lot...

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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 criminal negligence? Is the devil in the details of the deal? Trump...

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Never fan enmity as it is dangerous It may lead to severe blood -shed Instead use kindness to forgive That alone is the safest action Anger is not at all a good trait As it will destroy a whole clan It will annihilate peace of mind Affecting the future generation Killing, injuring or taking revenge Will extremely extend the issue Never will it restore noble...

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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 who recognize it will rate him a zero. V. Putin --...

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"If I could," quoth the cherub. "I would ~ eat carob"...

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I let her go To cover up my scars I assumed she was a foe The stones of craving I crushed under my teeth I stole the parts from her breath when it was hard for me to breathe I covered my face with smile when all I wanted was to sob They say 'You did a Devil's job' I want to make amends for what...

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One Whose Devilish Heart Comes From The Fridge Why did I write, " I do truly love her" Carve love lost hope into innocent bark She that had called me a surly cur An insult that left a deep hidden mark. What folly, a black curse that never ends. O the sheer agony of, "lets' be friends". This love-storm, its endless revolutions Far...

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Drops mixed with sunshine like smiling through all the tears, Devilish rainbow....

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Yes! You are bloodhound! Just do fun with rule! I’m your kick; your punch with cursive language! Maybe you are the best norm of the Satanic pan! But look still the best stand here with rose and think that you will understand all and you will come back as human! -July 23, 2018 Chattogram...

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