The fact that the games were so close was a tribute to the level of skill in the World Cup.
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Leave a mark by your special ways of playing your role
You are hired
Only to be fired
Or to be retired
As desired
By the person
who hired
This fact need to be dared
When you are up flared
And for hiring declared
By the person who chaired
The selecting group un-deferred
You know your worth
And you should know your work
You know what you should be doing
More vitally, what you should not be doing
Jobs, whose skill requirements
Are below your skill level
And those whose skill requirements
Are far above your level
Cannot be performed by you
At the same time
Do your work diligently
With a passion for it
Tasks performed without love for them
Turn into toiling
With no satisfaction
Either to self or the beneficiary
We are not born
To work or toil hard
But are born to enjoy working
With a never dying enthusiasm
Enthusiasm aided with innovation
Makes the work
More enjoyable
Monetary returns
And other work-related benefits
Cannot be charming always
But, what keeps you going
Is the self-satisfaction,
Your unique contribution
And your specific touch
Be ready to accept the fact
You are not indispensable
Someone will replace you
To play your role
But, leave a mark
By your special ways of
Playing that role
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Months Of Long Duration
All those phantom months
months of long days passing
day after hard working day
during all that time
day after weary day
day after endless day
during all that time
no word from you
no support from you
days you would spend
ten twelve hour days
playing computer games
day after day after day
level after level after level
in each favourite game
this is your chosen world
your world where you compete
your world you do not share
in all that playing time
in all those endless days
no time could you spare
not even thirty minutes
not even once not once
to support a true friend
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Who Else Other Than Me Know What I Am Thinking
I think mainly based
On my impressions on
The happenings around
Likely and very much likely
None other's impression
Will be similar
Hence, none other thinks
The way I think about an event
My level of understanding or otherwise
My level of value additing or otherwise
My level of experience to an earlier similar event
Are unique to me
And no one can make out
The thoughts processed in me
Based on these
I know some evolved people appreciate
The uniqueness of one thought
And make no attempt to judge on that
Some, however, claim foolishly
That they know who is thinking what
Please appreciate the fact
Who else other than me know what I am thinking
Understand this please
Accept this fact and
Accommodate me, even if found foolish
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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It Depends On The Situation
In the playing of games,
There are those who are less experienced...
Decide without advice taken,
To play them indiscriminately.
Without thought of who the opponent may be.
Or if the one chosen to be exposed to playing,
Has not in fact...
Elected to do so to prevent total boredom,
To hop and take a ride on one's back...
In the playing of games.
And then,
In the playing of games...
It depends on the situation.
The environment is important as well.
However...
If the playing of the same games,
Gets too familiar...
It becomes very difficult to play them,
With the same exuberance...
As those enjoying to play them repetitiously,
Throughout their lives!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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For a Statue of the Muses
To you this marble statue, maids divine,
Xenocles raised, one tribute unto nine.
Your votary all admit him: by this skill
He gat him fame: and you he honours still.
poem by Theocritus
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But there is something to the fact that we don't see games on the West Coast, or we don't see games on the East Coast, and stuff like that. It's so unfair, because there is a bias that takes place.
quote by Marcus Allen
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Ubiquitous
The ubiquitous fact on an ever-challenging event,
Of the ubiquitous act of nature to share my love with you;
And, ihave a reserved bench for you on this love.
From the hook on the countless occasions of the beach-side-stories,
And like the piled up pressure of an act that penetrates one's mind;
But a steamy pitch is what we need to do with the unthinkable!
There are no touch lines here,
There are no tight encounters here,
And like the urge the surges on further to enhance an act;
But this day is noted by the on lookers.
I believe in your love songs,
I believe in your nice works,
I believe in those styles of yours to crown the day!
And like the predatory instincts at it's sharpest games.
Ubiquitous to a fact,
And of the high level cohesions to am obvious situation;
My love, my heart, where are you? !
But this day is noted by the on lookers.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Single Tribute
And there is just
A single floral tribute
On that lamppost now
On this, the latest
Anniversary of loss,
Where there were many
Those few years ago
When kith and kin
And sundry strangers
Felt unbounded cost
As life’s young dream
Was roughly wrenched
Out from their grasp
When cruel knife
Performed its task.
Now, there is only one
Memorial to your life
From whom, I do not know.
Is it a sister, lover, wife
Or grieving mother
Missing her lost son?
And though for others
Time’s healing work has done
Its level best,
One still is left
To bring you flowers;
One still remains
In whose torn heart
You still shall live
So she can share your pain.
And, though the years go past
And struggling memory fades,
Your face will smile within
Until she lays,
As you do, in her grave.
A single tribute
On the lamppost, still
Is needed just to give
The world the indication
You existed
And you lived.
poem by C. Richard Miles
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Your Skill
Your skill is presented to the rest of the world,
As places are in the acres of this world,
In this creation endures the skill of your study,
The anchor of the sea, and resign now please.
The skills destroy us when we learn,
Inside is a guess, working the rest of the play,
Wanting a danger makes me firm in belief,
Decide to plant one favour for all in this dwelling.
Your skill is present, your work is heaven,
Let the favours of the place be like heaven.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Making good decisions is a crucial skill at every level.
quote by Peter Drucker
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PC Games
PC Games are children's favorite nowadays
Oh! those days have gone
When children used to play in the fields
They used to play football, cricket and hockey...
Now children are busy playing PC games
Various games like Farm Ville, City ville, Empire Earth, San Andreas, Age of Empires etc
Some of them are so addicted to it
They don't study
But others are exceptional
Playing those PC games are harmful for eyes, health etc
Those games are 3D and 2D...
PC games...
What about those old games?
poem by Z.I. Mahmud
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Far-Darting Apollo
I saw the sun step like a gentleman
Dressed in black and proud as sin.
I saw the sun walk across London
Like a young M. P., risen to the occasion.
His step was light, his tread was dancing,
His lips were smiling, his eyes glancing.
Over the Cenotaph in Whitehall
The sun took the wicket with my skull.
The sun plays tennis in the court of Geneva
With the guts of a Finn and the head of an Emperor.
The sun plays squash in a tomb of marble,
The horses of Apocalypse are in his stable.
The sun plays a game of darts in Spain
Three by three in flight formation.
The invincible wheels of his yellow car
Are the discs that kindle the Chinese war.
The sun shows the world to the world,
Turns its own ghost on the terrified crowd,
Then plunges all images into the ocean
Of the nightly mass emotion.
Games of chance and games of skill,
All his sports are games to kill.
I saw the murderer at evening lie
Bleeding on his death-bed sky.
His hyacinth breath, his laurel hair,
His blinding sight, his moving air,
My love, my grief, my weariness, my fears
Hid from me in a night of tears.
poem by Kathleen Jessie Raine
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Over The Hills And Far Away
A LITTLE bird flew my window by,
'Twixt the level street and the level sky,
The level rows of houses tall,
The long low sun on the level wall;
And all that the little bird did say
Was, 'Over the hills and far away.'
A little bird sang behind my chair,
From the level line of corn-fields fair,
The smooth green hedgerow's level bound
Not a furlong off--the horizon's bound,
And the level lawn where the sun all day
Burns:--'Over the hills and far away.'
A little bird sings above my bed,
And I know if I could but lift my head
I would see the sun set, round and grand,
Upon level sea and level sand,
While beyond the misty distance gray
Is 'Over the hills and far away.'
I think that a little bird will sing
Over a grassy mound, next spring,
Where something that once was me, ye'll leave
In the level sunshine, morn and eve:
But I shall be gone, past night, past day,
Over the hills and far away.
poem by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
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Odessa - My Principessa
About many famous cities we can talk:
London, Paris, Naples or New York,
But when you walk along Odessa
You will love our principessa
If you are wise enough and not a bore.
The fact is such,
The fact is such:
There's no city in the world
I love so much.
You will smile to the famous Duke,
From the second hatch at him you'll look
And if he gives you the welcoming hand
You will have to understand
That Odessa is the smile of God.
The fact is such,
The fact is such:
There's no city in the world
I love so much.
The girls in our city are the pearls,
God gave them sense of humor and a charm.
You come here and you will see
The beauty of the bluest sea
And you will be surprised but not alarmed.
The fact is such,
The fact is such:
There's no city in the world
I love so much.
And Sasha Pushkin was an odessite,
As here he recalled a wonderous moment
He cursed and praised our and his Odessa
Because he really loved principessa,
Which was and is and always bright.
The fact is such,
The fact is such:
There's no city in the world
I love so much.
You can go any place you like
To New York, Paris or even London,
All of them are really so nice,
But in Odessa you'll be certainly surprised
By the smell of sea, acacia, cherry, linden...
The fact is such,
The fact is such:
There's no city in the world
I love so much.
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Bring You're Love Down
You say it's time to leave now babe i can't believe
That you have the strength to go now
I won't stand in your way
I'd be standing there all day
Ain't that something we both know now
You play your games but the fact remains
I'm the only one that can hold your reins
Chorus
Didn't i bring your love down
Didn't i bring your love down all night
If you think you need a change well i'm sure we can arrange
For all you to get on your own for a while
But i don't need to worry cause you'll get back in a hurry
I know that you like my style
You play your games but the fact remains
I'm the only one that can hold your reins
Chorus
song performed by by Yaz
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Bring You're Love Down
You say it's time to leave now babe i can't believe
That you have the strength to go now
I won't stand in your way
I'd be standing there all day
Ain't that something we both know now
You play your games but the fact remains
I'm the only one that can hold your reins
Chorus
Didn't i bring your love down
Didn't i bring your love down all night
If you think you need a change well i'm sure we can arrange
For all you to get on your own for a while
But i don't need to worry cause you'll get back in a hurry
I know that you like my style
You play your games but the fact remains
I'm the only one that can hold your reins
Chorus
song performed by by Yaz
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Vicious Games
I never knew
How much I loved you
I never knew
How much I cared
So I played
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
I was afraid
To go under
Afraid to see
When I closed my eyes
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
I never knew
How much I loved you
I never knew
How much I care
I just played
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Now that youre gone
And you have left me
I had to learn
I had to learn how much it hurts
To play those vicious games
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
song performed by by Yello
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Vicious Games
I never knew
How much I loved you
I never knew
How much I cared
So I played
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
I was afraid
To go under
Afraid to see
When I closed my eyes
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
I never knew
How much I loved you
I never knew
How much I care
I just played
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Now that youre gone
And you have left me
I had to learn
I had to learn how much it hurts
To play those vicious games
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
song performed by by Yello
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The Olympic Games is the ultimate level of competition.
quote by Russell Mark
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In fact, the converse is true: At a time when the United States has been called on for a level of moral leadership, vision and inspiration not seen since World War II, we cannot afford to dissemble about crimes against humanity.
quote by Adam Schiff
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