At the beginning of the season, I set my goal to see if I can lead the league in scoring, because I feel I have that kind of ability. A lot of guys say it, but it's not really in their grasp. I feel that's really in my grasp.
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Up The Hill Backwards
The vacuum created by the arrival of freedom
And the possibilities it seems to offer
Its got nothing to do with you, if one can grasp it
Its got nothing to do with you, if one can grasp it
A series of shocks - sneakers fall apart
Earth keeps on rolling - witnesses falling
Its got nothing to do with you, if one can grasp it
Its got nothing to do with you, if one can grasp it
Yeah, yeah, yeah - up the hill backwards
Itll be alright ooo-ooo
While we sleep they go to work
Were legally crippled its the death of love
Its got nothing to do with you, if one can grasp it
Its got nothing to do with you, if one can grasp it
More idols then realities
Im ok, youre so-so
Yeah, yeah, yeah - up the hill backwards
Itll be alright ooo-ooo
song performed by by David Bowie
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You have the right to feel, you are successful
Success, sweet success
Success, it is waiting for you
To own and hold on to it
Success of any kind
Has easy access
If you are after it restlessly
Success is not indeed the end
It is the beginning of a
New chain of successes
Simple it is to be successful
So simple, you wonder how many of us are not at it
It all depends on what you feel
Success means to you
You may school your thoughts
And train your emotions
To feel successful on everything
That happens around you
Your retention of all your
Physical, mental and social abilities
Is indeed your success
Your ability to make friends
And help them out in times of need
Is indeed your success
Your ability to keep your cool
In emotionally competing events
And situations
Is indeed your success
Your ability to make your ends meet
Come over challenges, emotional or otherwise
At the right time and in a rightful manner
Is indeed a success
Your ability to stand up
And hold on to your values
Is indeed a success
Your ability to be able to
Discharge your assigned responsibilities
Is indeed your success
Your ability to objectively assess
People and events
Without painting them subjectively
Is indeed your success
Your ability to stay most of your time positive
Progressive and productive
Creative and innovative
Is indeed your success
Your ability to hold on to
Your original traits
Without succumbing to the temptations
Of becoming someone else
Is indeed your success
If this forms your scale to measure success
You have the right to feel
You are successful
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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That Need Is Gone
The need is gone,
For me...
To hold onto,
My past.
That need is gone,
For me...
To hold onto,
My past.
And I,
Once had tried in vain...
To keep everything I knew,
Kept...
In my grasp.
Oh,
The need is gone...
For me,
To hold onto...
My past.
Yes that need is gone,
For me...
To hold onto,
My past.
Memories of people loved,
Would stay with me so fresh.
Dreams I had of them quite often,
Would awaken me...
Out of breath.
And the need is gone,
For me...
To hold onto,
My past.
Yes that need is gone,
For me...
To hold onto,
My past.
And I,
Once had tried in vain...
To keep everything I knew,
Kept...
In my grasp.
I once had tried in vain,
To keep everything remaining...
In,
My grasp!
That need I had was pursued,
To keep...
Everything kept,
In,
My grasp!
That need I had was pursued,
To keep everything I knew kept...
In my grasp,
To last!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Is A Hero
And to be hero
So brave
But by choice or manner
Excelling at tasks makes not
But to only save, protect
Putting others before self
For the justice
Every ounce of time never-ending
Spent on others but to no avail
The goal is not to be noticed but to save and protect
This goal is achieved every hour lifting all up
Even when put in the way of danger, trusted willingly or not
Taking the challenge knowing that you might not go back
And if succeeding to grasp the victory
The life is still given to honor others
Lost and being lost to death’s grasp forevermore
But can it?
The hero is the shield
Protector
Savior
Even if no one sees for the HERO never lets go of heart
And that is the hero that is graced through the blindness of others
All the while saving and rescuing for the good
Just HERO
poem by Ghost Poet
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Arms of an Angel
Arms of an angel are reaching out for me
To take me to a place where I am not ready to be
I feel her warmth and I feel her love
For I feel everything that is good pours from her above
I cannot explain why I do not let her take my hand
And guide me to a placed called ‘the promised land'
Although I have moved myself away
I know that we'll meet again some other day
For when that time comes and is right for me
I'll grasp her hand and fly with the angels for all eternity
But in the meantime it's nice to know
There's a beautiful angel watching over me whatever I do or wherever I go
poem by JeanJacques Evendon
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Surely God would not have created such a being as man, with an ability to grasp the infinite, to exist only for a day! No, no, man was made for immortality.
quote by Abraham Lincoln
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The Tides Of Time
Stranded between the tides of time,
I ponder my very existence,
Why do yesterdays joys evade my grasp?
That fleeting sense of peace lost to me,
The promise of tomorrow not certain,
Time flows like a never ending waterfall,
Yet the thought of you is etched upon my soul,
Memories of you still bring tears to my eyes,
They say that time heals all wounds,
Yet I feel that time just shelters us from the truth,
All of lifes pains seem less with the passing of time,
For time slips from our grasp and is lost,
And nothing is ever as it seems to be,
Calmly one more time... I shall go insane...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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I don't feel that I have any great grasp of technique that I should pass along to people.
quote by Carol Kane
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The Way I Feel About You
you ask me how i feel about you,
sometimes words just can't explain it,
i'm falling for you a little faster than i want,
i'm scared to feel this way,
but i kind of like it,
i love that you starting to know,
what things i can't handle,
and which ones i can,
it helps me feel safe,
in more ways than you know,
i know you are not perfect,
you will have your moments,
where you might say something that set me off,
but after getting to know you better,
i'm starting to know,
that most of the time you speak from the heart,
it just the kind of person that you are,
you don't say things to hurt ppl,
you are very supportive in every way,
it makes me feel good when i talk to you,
i still love the way you stop me,
most guys wouldn't,
it seperated me from being 'that girl',
the one i try to run from at times.
poem by Mona Martinez
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I had a quick grasp of the secret to sanity, it had become the ability to hold the maximum of impossible combinations in one's mind.
quote by Norman Mailer
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Lost and Confuse In My Thoughts
i see guys as just wanting one thing,
sex,
it's seem to be all they think about,
and all they want from a girl,
don't know why i continue to punish myself,
i know i don't deserve this,
but at the same time,
i love the high that i get,
maybe that why i'm not relationship materal,
i can't handle being with just one guy,
i need to feel alive in the relationship,
and just having that one that cares for me,
start to feel suffocating at times,
they know all about you,
your good and your bad,
well i even share that much,
at times i feel like i'm living,
two different lives,
one where i be this perfect girlfriend,
nothing bothers me,
i know what i want kind of person,
than the other life is,
i'm anything you like,
personality and all,
i become there dream girl,
transform into what guys like,
the dream world seems so much better than reality,
reality has too many problems,
i hate being this girl,
i feel like a girl that got lost,
when she was trying to find her way through life,
confused, lonely, used,
what more can i add,
this don't feel like living,
but i'm so numb,
i don't even know what to feel,
and yet it's a life, i continue to live,
it feels normal,
how do you learn to love,
when feeling certain emotions feel wrong,
i feel like i'm broken,
and nobody can put me back together.
poem by Mona Martinez
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When we won the league championship, all the married guys on the club had to thank their wives for putting up with all the stress and strain all season. I had to thank all the single broads in New York.
quote by Joe Namath
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The Hunt within
I,
Smile, to my audience
Bow before my pain.
Sing the song of loneliness
mask it with a laugh in vain.
If only you could see; this pain does not have to be.
The hands I feel grasp my chest,
The piercing screams inside,
I know that I'm just prey walking in the hunters grasp, asking for the pain.
But although I feel my strain I know it is not in vain,
So I,
Smile, to my audience
Bow before my pain.
Sing the song of loneliness
Mask it with a laugh in vain.
I feel myself slipping, evil greed poisoning the good; maybe I'm just blind.
I'm the hunter in the dark
The lurk of a selfish need,
I cannot bear to hurt someone else, I can only hurt me.
So I,
Smile, to my audience
Bow before my pain.
Sing the song of loneliness
Mask it with a laugh in vain.
Just the want to feel loved, is making me a monster.
I'm the scratches in my heart
I slowly go insane.
I have no way to walk away; my howl is in a strain,
But I,
Smile, to my audience
Bow before my pain.
Sing the song of loneliness
Mask it with a laugh in vain.
Hope you will see through this mask,
And save what's left of the heart I stained.
poem by April Swan
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Power Metal
You say you want it loud
Ill never turn it down
You wanta feel my power
Pound you in the ground
I wanta give you fury
Blow your head apart
Ill leave you comatose
From the very start
You say you want some metal
Ill give you all Ive got
My deadly grasp is lethal
This force will never stop
Power metal
Rock forever
Power metal
On forever
I am the metal beast
The battle dog I deal
My soul was spawned in hell
My body coiled steel
Put on this earth to
Melt it down to the core
Ill make you feel such pain
Youre comin back for more
You say you want some metal
Ill give you all Ive got
My deadly grasp is lethal
This force will never stop
Power metal
Rock forever
Power metal
On forever
song performed by by Pantera
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Reaching Out
Reaching out is part of our lives.
We reach out for love and friendship.
We reach out for a great many things
and some of those things we reach out for
fall within our grasp.
While other things we reach out for are unattainable,
but we reach out for them
just the same again and again.
It is up to us to choose which is which.
Love and friendship
are always within our grasp
if we reach out for them long enough.
It is some of the other things
we reach out forever for,
which we can never attain.
Riches and that peace of mind
that seem to elude our grasp,
still we reach out for them
time and time again.
17 February 2009
poem by David Harris
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Being Born!
continually being born...
...a thousand tiny deaths,
.....a thousand tiny births.
season to season,
....leaf to limb to bud,
.....conceptions to grasp,
to letting go of....
..snow like stillness,
....bringing new birth!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Sometimes you feel the emotion. You think this might be my last pre-season or my last Champions League match. But, overall, those thoughts aren't important right now. But the time will soon come.
quote by Dennis Bergkamp
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A Woman, The Oranje And The 2010 World Cup
In a bar in Amsterdam,
I realise how football consumes the soul.
Did I care yesterday whether there had been changes to the team?
Or whether one particular player was match fit?
No.
But, today I am swept along,
I feel the electricity in the air,
The hoping, the waiting, the tension,
The tangible excitement as the team walks out.
I grasp the momentary pride as the national anthem plays
And feel the lump in my throat as I see players join in and sing along.
I’m not even Dutch.
But, I’ve bought the shirt.
Then, as the game progresses I feel the air coarse back and forth,
As each spectator gasps, oohs and ahhs when free kicks go astray and shots on goal are deflected.
I watch fingers twitch, hands wring, and nails being bitten - all in the name of football.
Football, the beautiful game.
Football, the life giving ether that unites a nation and makes busses late.
Soon a hush descends,
As a player (who I don’t know the name of) “storms” his way through to the centre,
And slides the ball neatly under the goalkeeper.
Goal! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Time stops.
In this moment there is no war, no hunger, no pain, no hate in the world,
God is alive and he wears a number 11 shirt.
poem by Teedy Dawn
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What some people interpret as brooding melancholy is serenity. I don't feel required to grasp all the time.
quote by David Guterson
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After one year in the Texas League, the American League bought the rights to my contract. They optioned me back to the Texas League for the 1970 season.