Serious sport is war minus the shooting.
quote by George Orwell
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Serious sport has nothing to do with fair play. It is bound up with hatred, jealousy, boastfulness, disregard of all rules and sadistic pleasure in witnessing violence. In other words, it is war minus the shooting.
quote by George Orwell
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Minus is more powerful.
Minus one added with plus one
Cancels the plus one.
Minus one multiplied by plus one
Gives the minus one.
Bad words and deeds like minus
Kill good words and deeds.
06.06.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Minus Is More Powerful
Minus one added with plus one
Cancel the plus one.
Minus one multiplied by plus one
Gives the minus one.
Bad words and deeds like minus
Kill good words and deeds.
(06.06.2011)
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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In Separate Ways
two cups
minus one
two toothbrushes
minus one
two pillows
minus one
you and me
now only me
we are
in separate ways.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Wishing on a shooting star
I wished upon a shooting star
As it went through the sky,
I wished upon a shooting star
As it shot right by.
I wished upon a shooting star
That my prayers would all come true,
I wished upon a shooting star
And then I thought of you.
I wished upon a shooting star
And noticed I was crying,
I wished upon a shooting star
And realized I was dying.
I wished upon a shooting star
But my wish never came true,
I wished upon a shooting star
And hoped it would get me through.
I wished upon a shooting star
That the she would still be there,
I wished upon a shooting star
That she would always care.
I wished upon a shooting star
Here in this night sky,
I wished upon a shooting star
That our love will never die.
poem by Xx Charmer Xx
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Plus Minus Of Death
PLUS MINUS OF DEATH
esspeecee …July,95
Am anxious
Will my final farewell
Be alike minus
Or plus?
If minus
I in my inner me
Will be
Obsessively oblivious.
If plus
I in my subtle I
Will enjoy
Being Conscious.
True taste pleasant
Of death
Come and pass
Not in rupturous haste.
O’ sweet death
You’re vivid
Like life’s faith.
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poem by Dr. Sakti P. Chakravorty
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The sport of shooting is my life.
quote by Michael Diamond
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The word but
Saying ‘I like you but…’
She means ‘I don’t like you.’
‘But’ is minus that multiplies
All the pluses into minus.
06.04.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The fascination of shooting as a sport depends almost wholly on whether you are at the right or wrong end of the gun.
quote by P.G. Wodehouse
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Maths In The Park (For Marzena)
Park divided by ducks is standard
Dogs plus leads is dictatorship
Sun minus light is evening
Eyes multiplied by hair is laughter
Love minus pity is selfless
Affection multiplied by love is adoration
Hate minus passion is military
Devotion divided by sense is religion
The world divided by humanity is paradise.
poem by Leslie Philibert
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The Sport I Love
Like any other sports
this is the one I choose,
I love, and I have been playing.
the sport I want to be belong.
That is soccer.! ! !
Playing this game
have been giving me an event
that is hard to forget.
It is exciting right! ! !
And therefore
I do not know how
could I leave this sport.
Of which is this sport
help me to build my stamina,
meet a lot of friends, and
also this sport taught me
how to act as a human being,
in order to have a discipline
not only in this sport
but also in the community
as well as in a situation.
It help a lot in me right! ? ,
therefore i must not have to forget
as well as to leave this sport
but to love this sport forever..
I love soccer.! .
poem by Patrick Pinote
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Sailing With Poem
Sailing with poem is wiser
Hurt is no role to play.
Minus ambition
Minus destination
One can go and
Reach where he likes
And that is sole
The place right.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Shooting Star
All the people had their share of the glory
Looking out after you
Its just a story about winners and glory
And you know that its true
Ah ha, oh yeah, youre just a shooting star
Ah ha, oh yeah, youre just a shooting star
Some men may glory from a different condition
Of another car
And later persuasion would permit the arranging
Of a ...
And to cause more confusion, and to make this illusion
Would have gone too far
And its my ambition, of a jacket ignition
In a cadillac metal car
Ah ha, oh yeah, youre just a shooting star
Ah ha, oh yeah, youre just a shooting star
Ah ha, oh yeah, youre just a shooting star
Ah ha, oh yeah, youre just a shooting star
Youre just a shooting star
song performed by by Lou Reed
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The Day He Outaged Joyce
(one three one one nine four one
minus
two two eight two)
equals
five eight and three four five
equals
(one six five two o two one
minus
five six five three)
Mathemusing so
Spent sage
The day he passed
James Joyce in age
Bambloomzling just for fun
(13 1 1941
-
2 2 82)
=
58+345
=
(16 5 2012
-
5 6 53)
He numerised verse one
poem by Douglas Scotney
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My Shooting Star
You are my shooting star so bright
Your smile gives me my life
You have taken me so far
Your only job: being my shooting star
You see no destination
Your love and pain; quite the combination
A lot easier it would have been
When I look back and realize when
You were my shooting star
Your love, I foolishly believed
I could keep
You changed my life so fast
Your encouraging me was by following no path
I knew the joy
Of an amazing boy
My shooting star
Knowing no distance; neither near or far
Shooting stars can be touched but never kept
And they can't love
I also will always know
The pain of letting one go
poem by Talisa Dee Whitmore
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A Shooting Star Is Not A Star
A shooting star is not a star
Is not a star at all
A shooting star's a meteor
That's heading for a fall
A shooting star is not a star
Why does it shine so bright?
The friction as it falls through air
Produces heat and light
A shooting star or meteor
Whichever name you like
The minute it comes down to Earth
It's called a meteorite
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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The Chronicles of a Criss Crossed and Broken Heart part 2 Seven
Seven, may be more... eight minus one
this battle is far from one
got one goal and lost what matters
as my mind shatters and scatters and shatters
This way and that each piece this way and that
no i don't have time for causerie
no chat
don't talk to me...
I am sorry seven.... i never wanted this or that
and this is never what i thought it would be this is not the halcyon end
this time i can't mend
my heart this time/..... too far
this time no light of star
can a heart survive eight minus one
i don't think i can take a ton
so am i dead or numb
its my actions that led here
i am so dumb to call anyone my dear
criss crossed, broken
my heart feels opened and the important life blood feels taken
if you got hurt i never meant
to hurt anyone i accidentally sent
my heart... seven now i pay the price 8 tortures minus 1 means 7 is tortured
poem by David Knox
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I really don't know much about Maths
Dressed in even moving hours
In numbers odd numerous accounts
In an axis freezing minus cold
In an axis heating pluses hot
Hystrion minus pulsates a plus
Odds and ends of angles sharp
Centered around a single dot
The final punctuation mark of universe
I feel it is even though
I really don't know much about maths
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Shooting Star
Seen a shooting star tonight and I thought of you
Youre trying to break into another world
A world I never knew
I always kinda wondered if you ever made it through
Seen a shooting star tonight and I thought of you
Seen a shooting star tonight and I thought of me
If I was still the same, if I ever became what you wanted me to be
Did I miss the mark, overstep the line that only you could see
Seen a shooting star tonight and I thought of me
Listen to the engine, listen to the bell
As the last firetruck from hell goes rollin by
All good people are praying
Its the last temptation, the last account
The last time you might hear the sermon on the mount
Last radios playing
Seen a shooting star tonight slip away
Tomorrow will be another day
Guess its too late to say the things to you that you needed to hear me say
Seen a shooting star tonight slip away
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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When a man is shooting a handgun, it's just like he is shooting because that's his job, and he has no other choice. It's no good. When a girl is shooting a handgun, it's really something.
quote by Hayao Miyazaki
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