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The club that stamps authority
when in its Zenith
Chelsea!
The club with a zero tolerance
even in a zero percent ball possession.
Chelsea!
Breaks, makes and keeps records.
86 consecutive home games unbeaten, for instance.
Chelsea!
Splashes the cash as money talks,
raping all other teams as Trophies walk
who else would it be?
Chelsea!
Who wants to challenge us?
Who are you by the way?
Oh! Pathetic Arsenal!
We need no manual
to give you some rough ****.
No wonder you cannot remember your last final.
Cover your shame with a wig.
The hole needed to hide, you must dig.
Acquiring a Trophy, for you,
Is like bathing a Pig,
cos you will still go back to your trophy-less ways.
When you stamp your name on the champion's league
then, would we consider you, big.
Stay away!
I am broken
I can't be fixed
Don't waste your time
I am not worth it
Go away! I just want to die.
Why do you care?
No one else does
No one ever has
Some have pretended to care
just to use me and hurt me later
Go away! I just want to die.
You shouldn't love me in any way
You're a crayon toting kind of crazy
I will shatter your foolish heart
I am a freaking soul crushing *****
I do not deserve to be loved
Go away! I just want to die.
No, I do not believe you
You can't be for real
I'll keep pushing you away
until you give up on me
I'll keep hurting you
until you're reeling in pain
Go away! I just want to die.
You old fool don't you dare cry
I wasn't your lover
I wasn't your daughter
I never really mattered to you
You never really cared for me
Go away! I am dead.
When you had fallen, I tried to pick you up
When you were sad, I tried to make you laugh
When you cried, I offered my shoulder
When you hurt, I tried to ease the pain
When you needed me, you knew I'd be there
Today I cry not for the woman who never knew her true worth,
but for the hurt blind heart that never saw how much I cared.
A story is told of a Roman soldier who came upon an area and needed further direction to reach a certain destination. His guide informed the soldier that if he insisted on proceeding in a certain direction, it could be fatal. The soldier replied, " It's required that I obey orders, not for me to live". Without a doubt, the Roman soldier was a warrior.*
They were vigorous, courageous, and aggressive; in wins or losses, gentlemen no less. I would consider them the greatest duo never to have won a finals championship.** One of them received NBA MVP awards in '97 and '99, a great personal achievement.*** The duo was like H2O, the formula for water, or like two well-tuned music machines.
One year those dynamic duo warriors nearly won it all, but for the heroics of another warrior.**** The unsung, unawarded quiet giant, was one of the greatest sports warriors of all time.*****
070720PSCtest, Warrior Contest, Silent One *Warrior: A person engaged or experienced in warfare; soldier. A person who shows or has shown great vigor, courage, or aggressiveness, as in politics or athletics. Dictionary.Com. *2 Karl Malone & John Stockton. *3 Karl Malone *4 Michael Jordan. *5 John Stockton
If you have to evaluate love
Let the evaluation begin with yourself
Self love must be good
You have to set the limits of yourself
After you age, you have to learn to live not only for yourself
But for the rest of the people you love
You should not end up affection
Don't love only as your own
Give something without leaving anything
In doing so you understood the joy of being able to give
Sometimes you will be a situation or in a crowd of divorce
Named in the list of extraordinary events
You can name your relationships rightfully
The joy is only when getting along with giving self-happiness
You can also realize how painful the wounds of separation
I know the way is not easy
We have to learn to walk on the path
With self-confidence and patience
As well as love for life partner happiness
Maybe it may get wet that time one water your own eyes
But nowadays it is just for seek of happiness
There is exception in everything
That means you can fail even by trying
And if that is understood, you have to remove yourself
But now a days many of us love to walk
On the easy path without trying
Which once leaves us alone to walk that path
There is no way to turn back when you understand
Life must learn to find their own happiness far from home
Overly selfish people learn life their own way
In the last life, when the ball comes down in the body
Maybe there is someone beside you to talk about two things
If there is no one beside you, then you understand
Selfishness and boundaries are needed
Life is like a sea
What I will give today, tomorrow it will come back
Whether it is importance, love or neglect.
ROTGUT NEIGHBORS by JTC
Page 1
The Sun rose up that day
To continue what it started
And baked the soft brown clay
From the lake that had departed
Not a drop of water present
Not a cloud to blot the sky
For three years they've been waiting
To watched their land go dry
The Lake that fed the towns
The water that they needed
Month by month and inch by inch
They watched as it receded
It got so dry, that passerby's
Sensed no life around
Mainly indicated, by the
Bones and skulls they found
Not a bird seen flying by
Nor a tree for them to perch
Just some buzzards in the sky
Circling round as on a search
To be continued............
"Remove all shackles that take away your bliss. Enjoy a blissful life " Quote by author
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Following innumerable rules,
A life of bondage we live
Copying others, trying to be same
Scared what others may think
We never lead life our way
Dressing up to please others
In our best behaviour to impress
Wanting to prove we are the best
We literally live for others
Our real self hidden behind a facade
Without a thought about its feelings
Egoistic humans still criticize us
Is it worth it? Why not be true?
Rip the rules that bind
Rip the fears that make you timid
Use your brain and live sensibly
Pave way for a much-needed change
Still a kid at heart, behaving like an adult
Wanting to cry, controlling emotions
Dressing up for society, not as per comfort
Whole life is a saga of falsehood
Our happiness and peace long forgotten
Our opinions crushed daily dying within
How perfectly we copy others
Determines our success in life
Blindly following what parents told
Without thinking why we should do
Afraid of being a laughing stock
We lead an unintelligent life
Why not be your true self
Live for your inner bliss
Same inside out, no masking
Am sure many would follow
All are stifled from within
Wanting a solution but scared
Why not be brave and lead
Many would be thankful to you
Look at animals, no rules to obey
They live for self not for others
Enjoying every moment of existence
Much we can learn from surround
Our life is short, anytime it can end
Still we bother so much about world
Scriptures say we are not body but soul
We just don't bother to find out more
A puppet to senses and world
Is this right way of living?
So many things that we need to rip
To see the truth and be truthful
We have to tear the illusion that we are body
We need to tear our egoistic tendencies
Tear all our desires that rob us of our peace
See soul, live for soul and God and inner joy.
27.06.2021
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Bhagvad Gita 2.11: The Supreme Lord said: While you speak words of wisdom, you are mourning for that which is not worthy of grief. The wise lament neither for the living nor for the dead.
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TAKEMBACH VIRAC MADE HIS LONG AWAITED RING DEBUT
ALONG WITH HIS MANAGER VIRAG CAME TO THE RING AND OUT WRESTED HIS OPPONET
AND GRABBED THE MICROPHONE AND INSULTED THE RING ANNOUCER FOR MIXING UP HIS LAST NAME
HE SAID HOW ARE THE HUNNIES GONNA KNOW WHO THEIR ARRING?
THE CROWD BOO'D HIM AND IT STARTED A LONG RELATIONSHIP
WITH CROWDS NOT LIKING HIM.
EVERY WHERE HE WENT PEOPLE BOO'D HIM.
HE COULD OUT WRESTLE THE BEST IN THE WORLD
BUT PEOPLE NEVER LIKED HIM
HE EVEN HAD A HARD TIME KEEPING WOMAN DUE TO THE FACT PEOPLE
LIKED GETTING TOGETHER BEHIND HIS BACK AND UNDERMINING HIS INTENTIONS.
HE WAS A NICE GUY, BUT HE LEARNED TO CURSE YOU IN PUBLIC.
AND CURSE YOU HARD.
HE ONCE TOLD A WOMAN AT RINGSIDE THAT THE PERFUME COVER UP THE FUNK, AND SHE SHOULD
BE SHAMED FOR BEING SO FUNKY. WELL THE WOMAN GRABBED HER UMBRELLA AND STRUCK HIM BEHIND HIS LEFT EAR.
HE NEEDED 14 STITCHES.
THE WOMAN SON BECAME A WRESTLER
WE THOUGHT KNOWTHING OF IT
UNTIL HE ATTACKED HI ONE NIGHT
IN THE LOCKER ROOM.
THE REFFERRE COUNTED TO THRE DUE TO THAT CLAUSE IN HIS CONTRACT
THAT STARTED THE ERA OF
" MIGHTY GEMBO DELGRECO, AS THE WORLDS HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION. HE HELD THE ITLE NINE TIMES, AND WAS SAID TO BE THE GREATEST WORLD CHAMPION IN THE HISTORY OF WRESTLING BY wRESTLING aLMANAC MAGIZINE."
FORMER GRAPPLING GREAT lOU fRENEZ ON THE CHANGE IN WRESTLING
Daddy, there are new moorings, come see!
There are shiny pontoon chains and cables,
braided ropes and colorful pennants.
The anchors and piles and buoys all new!
He arose groggily and without ambition
but allowed the boy to lead him to the quay
wherein he saw indeed, new moorings!
His heart quickened.
Badly needed, as the old were worn,
tattered, and so dangerous that ships
stayed their distance from this port
and steered further up the coast.
Work had dried with the rotted ropes,
his hope was lost to the receding waves.
Until today, when new moorings
renewed a deep faith that saves.
I saw you and I didn't say nothing
I held you in my arms, but I let you go;
Your were crying and I didn't dry those tears;
What a Christian, is that a Christian;
You were frighten, and I shun you away;
And each and every night;
When I got down on my knees;
I didn't, I did not pray;
Now what am I missing, I call myself a Christian;
I didn't pray for you at all;
I'm as wrong as woo ooh ooh
Oh, I can't believe I'm so selfish;
Can't believe that I didn't have. . .
didn't make the time for compassion
And yet I call myself (What) a Christian;
Maybe I'd better go read the scriptures again
Just to see what is, What Christ like means???
I'm as wrong as woo;
Might as well be running with two left shoes;
God's gonna hold me accountable;
This is by no means true love;
I'm as wrong as woo;
Go on I can't lie it, it's true;
So what am I gonna do
For I am wrong, I've wrong you;
You were hungry as I stood in the front of you;
I was eating something to embarrass to share with you;
Down on your luck ( I mean blessings) needed a place to stay;
He I am alone with a 3 bed room home, hey. . .
I saw you and I didn't say nothing
I held you in my arms, but I let you go;
Your were crying and I didn't dry those tears;
What a Christian, is that a Christian;
You were frighten, and I shun you away;
And each and every night;
When I got down on my knees;
I didn't, I did not pray;
Now what am I missing, I call myself a Christian;
I didn't pray for you at all;
I'm as wrong as woo ooh ooh
So selfish am I border line devilish
You don't own nothing, yet I got all this;
Nothing is yours, nothing is mine;
We are all just caretakers of what God had created and designed
We are watchmen (humans) for God to manage and govern His creations
All things everything belong to God, even you, even me;
So when I git off my selfishness;
Come down from my personal glory covenant;
Read and believe and receive have I'm really suppose to act;
Instead of being rude;
I'll no longer be wrong as woo
I'll git back with you later
By then I'll be a better Christian
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
August 3 2017
Thought streams formed and built up the dream;
I was both subject and the theme.
I believe things aren’t as they seem;
I nearly burst out in a scream.
I drifted into a deep stream,
Forming the heart of the first dream.
I shone bright like a guiding star,
While others trailed behind, afar.
I slept in sleep, defied time’s flow,
Dream within dream, a dreaded woe.
There, life took on a vibrant turn,
Showered with gifts I could not spurn.
Success drew close, wealth in my reach,
I needed peace without a breach.
But hell fire consumed me whole,
And I prayed heaven as my goal.
I woke up drenched, my heart raced fast,
Salvation possible at last.
Tears welled up, trepidation swayed,
Fear and dread ceased to invade.
An echo called, so sharp, so near,
A voice breaking through calms from fear.
Mother’s touch brought me from that pool—
Water splashed; her morn’s cruel tool.
Hell was a dream within that dream,
A chance to be part of God's team.
Grateful, I have another chance ~
With God in a new circumstance.