Give way to him with whom you contend; by doing so you will gain the victory.
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I Need The Quiet And The Silence
I need the quiet and the silence
The pain is too much
I need to hear nothing but quiet
So I can contend with the pain
It hurts
It aches
And I need to give my mind the strength
To contend with it-
Quiet and more quiet
And I will try to contend with it
Though I don't know if I can.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Give way to your opponent; thus will you gain the crown of victory.
When people contend for their liberty they seldom get anything for their victory, but new masters.
quote by Edward F. Halifax
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When the people contend for their liberty, they seldom get anything by their victory but new masters.
quote by George Savile
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You ask, What is our policy? I will say; "It is to wage war, by sea, land and air, with all our might and with all the strength that God can give us: to wage war against a monstrous tyranny, never surpassed in the dark lamentable catalogue of human crime. That is our policy." You ask, What is our aim? I can answer with one word: Victory - victory at all costs, victory in spite of all terror, victory however long and hard the road may be; for without victory there is no survival.
quote by Winston Churchill
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Victory was not mine
The victory was yours.
And it still is victory belongs to you.
Victory was not mine.
You hurt me you hurt me.
You've scared me.
And yet the victory is yours.
You still continue to beat me.
You torture me every day.
Even though you raped me.
You still win.
And the victory is yours.
Its not fair you have the victory.
When you are evil personalised.
You are the peice of scum
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Could Be A Poem?
This poem could be
The greatest thing you've ever heard
Like a verbal bird
Free to fly around the confines of your mind
Or maybe like a kite, flying freely caressed by the wind
There for you to repeat it again and again
This poem could be manipulated, congratulated, or disintegrated
It could even get frustrated if you fail to catch it's meaning
Demeaning one of the reasons it was written
To be heard, not deferred, or unnerved
It was made to inspire
Requiring the constant retire
That is your head
This poem could be life or death
The poem could convince you to put yourself
At risk to knowledge or to bullets
There is no chaos; There is harmony
There is no emotion; there is peace
OR
Through passion, I gain strength
Through strength, I gain power
Through power, I gain Victory...
Victory...
Victory...
This poem could be
This poem could be like victory
Great for the moment
Then lost in time
Lost in echoes
Lost in rhyme
Lost in justice
Lost in crime
Just lost
Then found!
Bound to the world by the person who hears it
This poem could be
Garbage
If you can't see the moral at the end of the story
No worries though
'Cause no deposit, no return
This poem could be
Over
But it's not
It lives for as long as you choose to
Hear it, Take it, Live it
This poem could be...
This poem could be..
My lord, WHAT this poem could be!
This poem could start a revolution, but it could end one too
This poem can and will make things happen
Bound and Determined
Or maybe
This poem could be
Just a poem?
poem by Dre' Porcher
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One Cannot Live Another Person's Life/ Even By Envying Them
ONE CANNOT LIVE ANOTHER PERSON’S LIFE
One cannot live another person’s life
Even by envying them-
Those who have more than I have
Those who have more and better
Those who were greater at what I most wanted to be
Those who have lived longer and happier
Those who outdid me in every day
They have their own lives and stories
And must contend with what they have to contend with-
I must contend not with their stories but only with mine-
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Victory at all costs, victory in spite of all terror, victory however long and hard the road may be; for without victory, there is no survival.
quote by Winston Churchill
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Victory
Victory never comes from power over others
Real victory only comes from victory over self
Nothings gained from fighting your brothers’
For victory can’t be purchased “Off the shelf”
poem by Ray Lucero
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Marching Troops
Exert distance and take gigantic steps,
With pity the wicked shall make steps:
Who shall win and adjourn?
Who will carry the flag of victory?
A race is won on the steps taken,
And innocence must win again.
Soldiers who do hear the request of their generals,
Will face death when the dying occurs,
No soldier or troop or cavalier is exempt - they grind.
Who shall gain their victory?
You know and you know.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Politician tricks
something to give, nothing to serve, a loaf of sand,
sharing the same fate in the stage of winning for everyone
wild as you can see, in the grandstand wish to talk
while in the pocket is empty fooling like old gold days,
dreaming like waste in lecture stand shout and laugh that
no one has understand
excellent speaker, in every tongue, they wish to talk,
like no other can't and request that other may not run,
belligerent candidate as the only one, vote not for you to
dismay, too late has already gone, the quest for victory,
give them to envy, even a single vote, seems a hard way
for you to go away, it is their heart that is full of sorry,
proclaiming themselves as the only winner for everyday
same on you my dear friend, rotten smelled fish in
the pond, evaporated like oxygen breath in the sand, heat
and dust land in our lungs, quiz your day dried in the
mockery dance, you'll never sleep the night with out a new
beautiful morning as today
victory gain, victory lost is the same, join together is a
just your call to understand and serve all what you can, for
in every beginning there is always the swing of every hand;
the very date of you, have come to be the number one, the ink
that hold and made you to stand is what makes you a
politician
remember that at this moment all has no enemy to fight, but
all have the ability to curtail the backdropp of poverty in our
own land
poem by Antonio Liao
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First gain the victory and then make the best use of it you can.
quote by Horatio Nelson
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One may know how to gain a victory, and know not how to use it.
quote by Pedro Calderon de la Barca
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Change Your Mind
Why dont you ever listen?
Its you Im talking to
This time its your decision
Were into something new
I know that Im sinking
Oh any fool can see
Time that I was thinking
Of no-one else but me
Change your mind
Nothing ever stays the same
Change your mind
No-one ever plays the game game game
Change your mind
Give up what you cant defend
Change your mind
Think it up and start again gain gain
Why cant you reconsider
Listen if you care
Take familiar giver
Reject me if you dare
Give me what Im asking
And save it all for me
Love thats everlasting
Thats how its meant to be
Change your mind
Nothing ever stays the same
Change your mind
No-one ever plays the game game game
Change your mind
Give up what you cant defend
Change your mind
Think it up and start again gain gain
Change your mind
Nothing ever stays the same
Change your mind
No-one ever plays the game game game
Change your mind
Give up what you cant defend
Change your mind
Think it up and start again gain gain
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Change Your Mind (Razormaid!)
Why don't you ever listen?
It's you I'm talking to
This time it's your decision
We're into something new
I know that I'm sinking
Oh any fool can see
Time that I was thinking
Of no-one else but me
Change your mind
Nothing ever stays the same
Change your mind
No-one ever plays the game game game
Change your mind
Give up what you can't defend
Change your mind
Think it up and start again 'gain 'gain
Why can't you reconsider
Listen if you care
Take familiar giver
Reject me if you dare
Give me what I'm asking
And save it all for me
Love that's everlasting
That's how it's meant to be
Change your mind
Nothing ever stays the same
Change your mind
No-one ever plays the game game game
Change your mind
Give up what you can't defend
Change your mind
Think it up and start again 'gain 'gain
Change your mind
Nothing ever stays the same
Change your mind
No-one ever plays the game game game
Change your mind
Give up what you can't defend
Change your mind
Think it up and start again 'gain 'gain
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Victory go
Victory go
I do not want
Figure you know.
I have the motion
to speak I like.
Jewellery shopping
Blue stone marketing
And life time
Exchange offer
All I do not like.
Victory go
I am here with my night
And for ever I want to
Stay with it
That give birth
next day a new sun.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Return of the forest
War …………………!
War …………………! !
War to the dwellers
Gain ………………….!
Gain ………………….! !
Gain from the vain of inheritance
tranquil and madly ready
Wasn’t a massacre.
War ………………..!
War: joint-sperm to replenish
On the soil of mute.
Gain ………………….!
Gain; they are exiled and wont return.
Lia, eldest honoured to keep the peace.
Egwe, youngest, Gloried to care.
War ……………..!
War ……………...! !
War, their peace troubled to escape.
War, ‘’Warri’’ destroyed and no one to cook with the fire
Slattered and prisioned tittles.
War ………………!
War ………………! !
War, Gain, gain, gain.
These enemies of pacifism
wait for no age,
dwellers of all land.
To claim, to reign and gain.
Little wheeze close to the prewinkle.
sneeze their repent.
poem by Ebi Robert
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To Win Another One
People play games to win, not for fun
Otherwise, it’s meaningless
In competitive games like basketball or golf
To win is the primary purpose
While to have fun or make friends is at most the second
Because people need to win to establish confidence and conquer others
It’s victory that excites us, not failure
It’s victory that makes our names familiar to others, not failure
It’s victory that makes us want to play again
It’s victory that tells us not to give up
Not only the human beings
Animals either fight to win and to kill or to be killed
They have no second chance
They have to fight till death
To win or to lose
Is a choice we are facing everyday
Golf masters are having fun all the time
Because they won many tournaments and they are champions
So let’s win another one
And win them all
poem by Michael Guo
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The Song Of The Pacifist
What do they matter, our headlong hates, when we take the toll of our Dead?
Think ye our glory and gain will pay for the torrent of blood we have shed?
By the cheers of our Victory will the heart of the mother be comforted?
If by the Victory all we mean is a broken and brooding foe;
Is the pomp and power of a glitt'ring hour, and a truce for an age or so:
By the clay-cold hand on the broken blade we have smitten a bootless blow!
If by the Triumph we only prove that the sword we sheathe is bright;
That justice and truth and love endure; that freedom's throned on the height;
That the feebler folks shall be unafraid; that Might shall never be Right;
If this be all: by the blood-drenched plains, by the havoc of fire and fear,
By the rending roar of the War of Wars, by the Dead so doubly dear. . . .
Then our Victory is a vast defeat, and it mocks us as we cheer.
Victory! there can be but one, hallowed in every land:
When by the graves of our common dead we who were foemen stand;
And in the hush of our common grief hand is tendered to hand.
Triumph! Yes, when out of the dust in the splendour of their release
The spirits of those who fell go forth and they hallow our hearts to peace,
And, brothers in pain, with world-wide voice, we clamour that War shall cease.
Glory! Ay, when from blackest loss shall be born most radiant gain;
When over the gory fields shall rise a star that never shall wane:
Then, and then only, our Dead shall know that they have not fall'n in vain.
When our children's children shall talk of War as a madness that may not be;
When we thank our God for our grief to-day, and blazon from sea to sea
In the name of the Dead the banner of Peace . . . that will be Victory.
poem by Robert William Service
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