Fatigue makes cowards of us all.
quote by Vince Lombardi
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Coward
Only cowards are
residing here.
The cowards only
does not say anything.
The cowards are
not there to take
any decision at
any point of time.
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Fatigue
Sometimes
I think
I could
Die out of
Fatigue
But then
I think,
How come
Fatigue
Never gets
Tired of me
Isn't it time,
It releases me?
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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This republic was not established by cowards; and cowards will not preserve it.
quote by Elmer Davis
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They Let Fatigue That Bled Defeating Go
Too bad...
Life is not as easy,
As a grab bag!
With selections to detect
What makes one glad.
Giving choices much more than ones they've ever had!
To really please an urging teased and shown.
So sad...
Those that make less fuss,
Are often in 'rehab'.
Recovering from suffering
Downfalls from a past.
And now this quickness to fix
Has been much slowed.
They let fatigue that bled defeating go!
Too bad...
Life is not as easy,
As a grab bag!
With selections to detect
What makes one glad.
Giving choices much more than ones they've ever had!
To really please an urging teased and shown.
They let fatigue that bled their bleeding,
Cease to show!
Although this still exist...
They know they can resist and choose to grow!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Non-Conformist Conscience makes cowards of us all.
quote by Max Beerbohm
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Reflection makes men cowards.
quote by William Hazlitt
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To sin by silence when they should protest makes cowards of men.
quote by Abraham Lincoln
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To sin by silence when we should protest makes cowards out of men.
quote by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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The Law
Test the spirits to see whether they are of Yahweh,
And love out of a pure heart.
Do not be cowards in doing what is right,
For cowards die many times before their death.
Deceivableness of sin,
The law is not only laid down for a righteous person but,
Also for the lawless and disobedient
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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To sin in silence while others doth protest makes cowards out of men.
quote by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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You, too, women, cast away all the cowards from your embraces; they will give you only cowards for children, and you who are the daughters of the land of beauty must bear children who are noble and brave.
quote by Giuseppe Garibaldi
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Cowards charge
Orders issued
Cowards charge
Only to withdraw
Brave charges
To capture in large
Quantity of ammunition
Both want to hold
Victory belongs to only bold
Victory is hailed
Cowards have failed
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I have learned to live each day as it comes, and not to borrow trouble by dreading tomorrow. It is the dark menace of the future that makes cowards of us.
quote by Dorothy Dix
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This is a formidable enemy. To dismiss it as a bunch of 'cowards' perpetuating 'senseless acts of violence' is complacent nonsense. People willing to kill thousands of innocents while they kill themselves are not cowards. They are deadly vicious warriors and need to be treated as such.
quote by Charles Krauthammer
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Violence and perversion
All heroic deeds
Are enacted by cowards
And seen by cowards.
All romantic scenes
Are enacted by perverts
And seen by perverts.
Thus violence and
Libido find their exit,
Sparing the mrality.
20.06.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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You charm'd me not with that fair face
You charm'd me not with that fair face
Though it was all divine:
To be another's is the grace,
That makes me wish you mine.
The Gods and Fortune take their part
Who like young monarchs fight;
And boldly dare invade that heart
Which is another's right.
First mad with hope we undertake
To pull up every bar;
But once possess'd, we faintly make
A dull defensive war.
Now every friend is turn'd a foe
In hope to get our store:
And passion makes us cowards grow,
Which made us brave before.
poem by John Dryden
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Sins undefined
Nobles have died miserably
Rascals have died peacefully.
Man grow great with sins hidden
Like trees with bushes trodden.
God will punish sinners,
The pious tell cowards
And the cowards abide by the pious.
Sins aren’t defined by the God
03.10.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Battalion
Statistics jog our memories,
Alternatives of thought and abilities.
Begin with originality
And the battle is ordinary.
Why does the ground shake with rigour?
Then when it hugs fondly a clear space
The races do arrange their cleverest weight
And bestow a companion of much delight.
Faster are the cowards who enjoy this peace,
The neighbours are elegant, well-dressed,
As usual, and more of those beautiful cowards
Do embrace the same speed of battle.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Petite Moi
Je suis fatigue
Je suis petite
MOI
MOI
MOI
Je sais
Le Grande Illusion
Je suis fatigue
Petite moi
Petite moi
Petite moi
Moi?
Pity moi?
Pity me?
No man is an island
Je suis fatigue
Shopping aisles
Church aisles
Flat pack IKEA
Islands
And shopping malls full of lost souls
The dispossessed carriers of anonymous sperm
donors
Petite moi?
(le grande femme......I have struggled with Obesity for years...it clouds my thoughts.....I weep subcutaneous glycerol tears that's a 'figure' of speech in the photograph where we are a smiling absent family.
Pity moi?
Sod it my french is MAL
I'm done with Self PITY
In Santas Grotto the elf's motto was
Life's too short!
So i'll eat my pre packed greens
Erect my flat pack shelves
And carry a thousand digitalised friends
on my phone
No man is an Island but,
Sometimes he just vants ta be ALONE!
by mavis 'not so' lonely BINGLEY (of Wigan)
poem by Yvette Smith
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