#mischief

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  • ussayyedshah 1w

    Mischief

    She used to have a hand-mirror and always used to peer into it.
    So much that i thought she is lost in herself and obviously, being the attention seeking 6th grader I was, I wanted her attention.
    So I told her a white lie that stuck.
    I said a preacher preached about a saying that jesus said to a saint in dream.
    'If you look at your reflection all the time , you will be committing a sin'
    he said 'It will make you proud and vain'
    and She never looked at the mirror again.

    ©ussayyedshah

  • shrihari_nandini 5w

    #mahalakshmi #narayana #my #mayya #ma #mata #amma #thayar #pyaari #lakshmi #shri #vishnu #hari #shrihari #sweet #cute #lotus #throne #frown #mischief #innocence

    ||श्रीहरि||
    My Innocent Mayya
    By Bhavya Gogia

    The Sweetest Ma Lakshmi,
    Who sits on the Lotus throne,
    Is adorning on her face,
    Today a big frown!
    What did PitaShri do?
    Are thinking all the children
    While Narayana thinks,
    That we are the real reason
    We try being meek
    And Hari the accomplished actor
    Come to Ma's Lotus Like Room
    And ask for her welfare,
    We say, 'Ma you okay?'
    With a kind of teary eyes
    And Hari says, what happened Priye?
    The frown doesn't look nice!
    And Ma a bit irritated
    Stands up from her Aasan
    And we all are afraid
    While Hari's eyes widen;
    'This is not fair at all!
    Exclaims our Mayya Shri,
    'What?' We ask in unison
    And she comes towards me,
    I look up to her,
    As she begins to speak
    While making us all stand in queue
    And pointing towards Hari,
    'You and all thy children,
    None acquired from me,
    You all are mischievous and sans
    The innocence, I carry!'
    We all sighed a relief
    While our lips curled to a smile
    And some of us laughed much
    And I clinged to her shoulders awhile
    Before Hari could start to speak
    We all said together,
    'Oh Ma, all our fun's for you
    And for your sweet laughter'
    Hari agreed to our words
    While Ma smiled at us
    And we all sat near her feet,
    To enjoy their charm Beauteous
    ©shrihari_nandini

    Hmm, so since we, our Mayya's children are very mischievous, and even Our Father, Hari is Mischievous, Our Mayya thinks, that is she the only one innocent in Vaikuntha or in any other realm, our Father has made all us children Mischievous like himself. So, Ma complaints you could have made at least one child innocent like me! ��
    Awwww my innocent Mayya ��������❤����

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    �������������� ������������: To the original owner
    ���� ������ ��������������: Bhagwaan Jagannath is persuading Mayya to get happy again by presenting Rasgulla Sweets to her. The Story of Jagannath yatra is a must read when Mayya gets angry from Hari.�� I could relate picture here, so I added it. ��

    ���������������� ���������� ������! ��

    @aarsha_ns @ally_18 @mayank_02 @time_pass @sneha_sno

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    My Innocent Mayya

    By ShriHari Nandini

  • lovenotes_from_carolyn 15w

    I'm entering this older piece for a challenge on my other account. ��‍♀️

    AUTOBIOGRAPH-ME
    by Carolyn Glackin
    She had a mind for whimsical things
    Happy-go-lucky, carefree, with no strings
    A joie de vivre junkie, always after a fix
    With a whole lot of silly thrown into the mix
    She had nary a care, save but for a few
    Some minor pet peeves, but just one or two
    With an excess of nonsense
    She was quite prone to laughter
    She lived in the moment
    From now 'til hereafter
    Growing up was unheard of
    She just wouldn't dare!
    Though she gave the appearance
    Through her savoir faire
    With the heart of a child and the soul of a fairy
    She managed quite well and was rarely contrary
    Buoyant and bubbly, bouncily bright
    She thrived on elation, mirth, and delight
    Her mind like a playground where creativity soared
    Imagination ran wild and she never grew bored
    She had a penchant for goodies and sweets
    Chocolate confections and all sorts of treats
    Cookies and pies and baked goods galore
    Just a taste here and there
    She needn't much more
    She was rather thick skinned, not easily hurt
    When faced with unkindness she was civil and curt
    A practical sort, she was not one to dwell
    She moved on in peace, and wished one and all well
    Any hurts she might cause were never intended
    And she believed in the thought
    That all could be mended
    She wouldn't play favorites, take sides or lay blame
    A believer in fairness, regarding all just the same
    No more and no lesser, none better or worse
    Some thought it a blessing, some thought it a curse
    In her mind at all times
    This thought she would see:
    We are all branches, upon the same tree
    If we're hurting the one, we're hurting the other
    Thus we're hurting ourselves
    And each sister and brother
    Clearly, that's madness, and perhaps quite insane
    So she focused on peace, to minimize pain
    She cut no one out, even if they did part
    She carried them with her, for all time, in her heart
    Because life is so fleeting
    And it's precious and true
    Petty fights just aren't worth it
    And this, she well knew
    So she forged on ahead, with hope in her heart
    Each day a true blessing, and a brand new fresh start.
    Copyright Carolyn Glackin 12/20/2018

    *Art credit: One of my very favorite fairy paintings by Howard David Johnson. ��‍♀️

    #challenge #dailychallenge #cees_fff_chall #food #fairy #fairies #joiedevivre #shenanigans #tomfoolery #mischief #fun #silliness #zaniness #insanity

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  • sanchari_karmakar 16w

    He always wondered how invariably the coin flipped in favour of her. Thus making him do all the household chores.
    ©sanchari_karmakar

  • musical_sparrow 20w

    In my kingdom, I am the queen of the elegance with my eyes filled with mischief living in the wildest of my dreams.
    ©sowmiyaash

  • maverick_d_aece 27w

    Anchors

    That which starts slow may still last longer.
    That distant shore, we will reach there surely.
    If the seas be kind and not treacherous as 'ere.
    Until then, just don't give up on me.

    The skies may weep and hearts falter,
    Yet the fire that burns, will never dampen
    And in the winded hallows of your grace,
    Let the traces of our longing ever bold-en.

    This gale speaks no truth
    If it doesn't pass through your breaths.
    These eyes hold no wonder
    If they don't crave your gaze.

    To the distant shore that lies yonder
    With our names carved in its souls,
    Hold our places, remember us.
    We will reach there someday.

    - Maverick D. Aece -

  • mirawu 41w

    Mischief

    Like a fire
    Deep in my gut
    Igniting desire
    And no one else knows
    ©mirawu

  • ashandfire 46w

    VIBRANT

    Vibrant. Mischievous. Childhood.


    ©ashandfire

  • prodyumno 48w

    Tom & Jerry

    My favourite childhood memory,
    Included watching Tom & Jerry
    There was a new plot shown daily,
    Was a true stress buster really

    Tom loves sleep,milk and chill
    Jerry eats cheese & goes for the kill
    Whenever Tom takes a nap,
    Jerry is ready with a booby trap

    Tom always fails to catch jerry,
    Never gives up and chases glory
    Jerry has a confidence of his own,
    Never fails to make his presence known

    In case a third person threaten,
    Beat the shit out of them often
    No matter how much they fight,
    In the end they always hug tight

    ©prodyumno

  • shokuthewriter 50w

    BFF

    Our fights ruthless and merciless
    "Your hair going grey", "your hair such a mess".
    Yet lunch is never the same without you
    BFF goals we are, fucks we never give.

    ©iamshnxbu

  • 4nonymoussss 64w

    Disturbance

    From "I love disturbing you" to "I'm sorry to disturb you" mischief of affection died.
    ©4nonymoussss

  • raghavendralaxman 84w

    As the paper ball misses ma'am by an inch, she glared back in anger.
    Then she turned to the blackboard only to smile.
    For she remembered that her aim used to be much better back then..
    ©raghavendralaxman

  • lovenotes_from_carolyn 86w

    AUTOBIOGRAPH-ME
    by Carolyn Glackin
    She had a mind for whimsical things
    Happy-go-lucky, carefree, with no strings
    A joie de vivre junkie, always after a fix
    With a whole lot of silly thrown into the mix
    She had nary a care, save but for a few
    Some minor pet peeves, but just one or two
    With an excess of nonsense
    She was quite prone to laughter
    She lived in the moment
    From now 'til hereafter
    Growing up was unheard of
    She just wouldn't dare!
    Though she gave the appearance
    Through her savoir faire
    With the heart of a child and the soul of a fairy
    She managed quite well and was rarely contrary
    Buoyant and bubbly, bouncily bright
    She thrived on elation, mirth, and delight
    Her mind like a playground where creativity soared
    Imagination ran wild and she never grew bored
    She had a penchant for goodies and sweets
    Chocolate confections and all sorts of treats
    Cookies and pies and baked goods galore
    Just a taste here and there
    She needn't much more
    She was rather thick skinned, not easily hurt
    When faced with unkindness she was civil and curt
    A practical sort, she was not one to dwell
    She moved on in peace, and wished one and all well
    Any hurts she might cause were never intended
    And she believed in the thought
    That all could be mended
    She wouldn't play favorites, take sides or lay blame
    A believer in fairness, regarding all just the same
    No more and no lesser, none better or worse
    Some thought it a blessing, some thought it a curse
    In her mind at all times
    This thought she would see:
    We are all branches, upon the same tree
    If we're hurting the one, we're hurting the other
    Thus we're hurting ourselves
    And each sister and brother
    Clearly, that's madness, and perhaps quite insane
    So she focused on peace, to minimize pain
    She cut no one out, even if they did part
    She carried them with her, for all time, in her heart
    Because life is so fleeting
    And it's precious and true
    Petty fights just aren't worth it
    And this, she well knew
    So she forged on ahead, with hope in her heart
    Each day a true blessing, and a brand new fresh start.
    Copyright Carolyn Glackin 12/20/2018

    *Image credits go to Howard David Johnson.

    #mirakee #writersnetwork #challenge #wordoftheday #dailychallenge #cees_about_me_pieces #wod #food #fairy #fairies #joiedevivre #shenanigans #tomfoolery #mischief #fun

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  • iamkishor 91w

    It's my poor heart that always relies on by daunting you,
    Made you mischief with comfort by knowing my love.
    It was always you in my heart living forever in it,
    You're my pride that I care for and love to care on.
    -M.KK
    ©iamkishor

  • eeshaan 94w

    Fire

    Darkness cannot bind me,
    I am the demon's child.
    Of these shackles, I am free
    A messenger of peace gone wild!

    Embracing broken souls in my warmth
    In my arms; solace they earn,
    These barriers, they distort:
    I heal and yet I burn.

    A serene catastrophe;
    I still burn bright,
    Amidst the phoenix of hope
    That I ignite.

    ©eeshaan

  • blood___ink 97w

    #friendship is the only thing in the world which balance you and your #mind. #Friends are the #family which we choose for ourselves.

    If you don't want to be my #love, be my #friend

    #friendsforlife #unheard #lovepoints #mesmerize #sensation #mischief #angry #bird #angrybird #face #name #placeinheart #place #heart #tellme

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    Will you?

    Will you be my friend?
    Coz' the sensation you create
    Takes me down

    Will you be my friend?
    Coz' the way you do mischiefs
    Mesmerizes me

    Will you be my friend?
    Coz' I like the Angry Bird face of yours
    When you get angry

    Will you be my Friend?
    Coz' I like the way you say my name

    Will you be my friend?
    Coz' I want a l'il place in your heart

    Will you be my friend?
    Coz' I want to be your friend

    Tell me, will you be my friend?

    ©blood___ink

  • surajsam_078 99w

    LeKaR AaNa

    Behtar kar de aa kar mere ehsaas ko
    Kuch mehsoos nahi ho raha ae dost ab to...



    ©surajsam_078

  • srushti_12 101w

    In betweens

    In between fighting with her,
    annoying her,
    teasing her..
    to protecting her,
    respecting her n
    Caring for her,
    I grew up - her mischievous brother..

  • the_maestro 101w

    Always confused

    Five months and over, not a call, nor a message,
    I thought you were gone, lost in your illusions,
    Blissful with your prince, of charming visage,
    Healed were the wounds, of timeless confusions.

    But you had to come back, to shatter the peace,
    A call out of the blue, ohh! my fragile heart!
    A surprise beyond belief, hope on a new lease,
    But the end is always the same, a mysterious depart.

    Disappointement was momentary, an uninvited guest,
    Lonely dusks, spent wondering in brief,
    Was your godly prince not sufficient, was it a test?
    But a moment's realization, your's innocent mischief.

    Confused are thee, and incomplete so be,
    To touch and disappear, for attention you seek.

    ©the_maestro

  • moharpupu 102w

    Miss you brother

    Everyday is the same,

    As I see the siblings say-

    Ice cream or nutella?

    It is a tough choice to make

    I miss our meek ways,

    My brother, you're so far away.

    Miss you my brother, every single day.


    The days are lame,

    Not a single word to say.

    The words I hear,

    Are not so great.

    But your teasing methods were the best!

    Miss you my brother,

    Every single day.


    Playing on the fields,

    Chasing with the winds

    Stealing away the fruits,

    The spooky stories you told,

    Scared me to death.

    And you smiled to say

    "Got you scared my sis"

    In reality, now I say,

    "Shall I ever get those days?"

    Wherever you stay 

    Be happy, be safe.

    Our memories are enough,

    To keep me wide awake,

    Miss you my brother,

    Every single day.

    Come home soon,

    Your sister awaits.


    With the rainy nights,

    I gaze, out of the window to say,

    "Brother you're not here, we can't run around in the rain"

    Mother won't let me to go, in your absence anyways.

    Sailing those paper boats were the days being the best.

    Splashing away the water,

    Were the games to play.

    Would you come back someday?

    Let me know how you felt.

    We were segregated away.

    Miss you my brother,

    Every single day.

    ©moharpupu