Love is a reciprocal torture.
quote by Marcel Proust
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Military people have a heavy investment in rules against torture, not only because we want to protect our own POWs from reciprocal brutalities… but also because war is so terrible that it desperately requires any limits anyone can agree on, any gesture toward dignity, any mitigation suggesting civilized scruple. There isn’t even persuasive evidence that torture makes its victims tell their secrets, instead of saying whatever we want to hear.
quote by John Leonard
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Torture
When they torture your mother
plant a tree
When they torture your father
plant a tree
When they torture your brother
and your sister
plant a tree
When they assassinate
your leaders
and lovers
plant a tree
Whey they torture you
too bad
to talk
plant a tree.
When they begin to torture
the trees
and cut down the forest
they have made
start another.
poem by Alice Walker
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Mr. Torture
Welcome to the torture chamber
said the sign above the entrance
laughinh as it taked you by the hand
Looking as i maniac savage
inside you can sense the anguish
theatre of pain has just begun
Mr.Torture gives pain
with his whips and his chains
he knows just what you crave
Mr. Torture
If youre feeling alone
then just pick up your phone
dial 18 double 0 Mr. Torture
Mr. Torture sells pain
Only sixty sents a minute
for his special brand of singing
phone guaranteed to blow your mind
You can catch him on a website
has a live chat every weeknight
cyber-torture soon coming your way
Mr Torture sells pain
to the houswives in Spain
he knows just what you crave
Mr Torture
If youre feeling alone
then just pick up your phone
dial 18 double 0 Mr. Torture
Mr Torture sells pain
Handcaffed,bounded,chained and blinded
body, soul and mind ignated
every sense is torn and ripped apart
Hes been banned in twenty countries
though he does it for money
he gets pleasure by hearing you scream
Mr. Torture gives pain
with his whips and his chaines
he knows just what you crave Mr. Torture
If youre feelin alone
then just pick up your phone
dial 18 double 0 Mr. Torture
Mr. Torture sells pain
song performed by by Helloween
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Love for love sake?
Love for the worldly is sensual.
Love for the society is hypocritical.
Love for the opposite is sexual.
Love for the beauty is emotional.
Love for the co-born is reciprocal.
Love for the peers is mutual.
Love for parents is for survival.
Love for guests is artificial.
Love for the offspring is instinctual.
Love for the God is supernatural.
Love for the self is inborn.
Is there any love for love sake?
28.07.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Which Love Is Superior?
A friend’s love is reciprocal.
A woman’s love is demanding.
A mother’s love is unconditional.
The God’s love is imaginary
Which of them is superior?
(30.06.2004)
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I like to believe that love is a reciprocal thing, that it can't really be felt, truly, by one.
quote by Sean Penn
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The love that is genuine.
Love born out of pity
Will make you part with
What you have, with pleasure.
So will the sexual love.
Love is not reciprocal
05.05.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Cold Lonely Torture
You lay there torturing,
I beg you, pleading,
Please, don't torture me anymore,
The lonely space of cold-hearted torture is to much to bare,
Please come lay in my lonely, cold, dark lair, it won't be cold anymore,
For you haved layed down & looked at the stars admiring,
You have sat their denying,
Denying the past love, & torture those unspoken false words, my dear lonely love,
The love is gone, it disappeared,
But you remain in my heart forever,
& I shall have a place in your heart,
As, you loved me once, years ago,
I have a small corner, forever in darkness, my love
poem by Cierra Corpse Bride
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You Picked the Right Day for Torture
You picked the right day for torture.
It was too quiet and serene,
To be left untampered.
You wanted your presence felt...
And it was.
You picked the right day for torture
With or without a diet regimen
Or implementation of facts.
What you do behind one's back...
Is left to your interpretation.
Your rules and dispositions are taught!
Although not followed,
And neither held in high esteem.
You picked the right day for torture...
Perhaps now you can see in bright daylight,
The victims you continue to abuse
Are of your own kind.
And of them none can say you frighten.
Yet all have been too quick to say you are crazed!
And today you are here believing you will be praised,
And honored?
You picked the right day for torture!
And how much of it you take...
Will not leave a witness to feel remorse,
Or show heartbreak!
They have come to watch you exploit,
Your own pain!
You have picked the right day for torture!
Everyone came to give you the limelight,
And the fame you claim!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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He Did Not Want His Daughter To Dance With Me
Love is but a shadow
The shades in Hades
Seeks to be redeemed
But the ever watchful
Eyes of Cerberus is ever ready
Who could escape his ferocity?
I had never asked to be in love
Or in turn be loved by this
girl I saw,
But Eros had struck me a arrow,
I could feel its sting deep down
my marrow,
And my love had turned into
something more of a sorrow.
Love should be reciprocal
No one should break a heart,
In love with me your daughter
had been,
If you really love her, you should
let her be.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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On Torture We Should Not Keep Our Silence
In many so called Democratic Countries Human Rights laws are being transgressed
And people due to their difference from others are imprisoned and oppressed
And suffer the worst forms of torture should we in silence stand idly by
For a wrong against any individual is a wrong against you and I.
A loss of Human rights to any individual is a loss of rights to all
The huge plague of locusts destroyed the grain crops though their numbers once were small
And like the locusts those who go along with torture their numbers multiply
But on such a matter for me to keep my silence would be to live a lie.
On torture we should not keep our silence 'tis time we made a stand
I've got a lethal weapon here the pen is in my hand
I may not command much power but to my own self I must be true
For if you do not speak out against torture you become a torturer too.
In many so called Democratic Countries Governments to torture turn a blind eye
And people due to torture have even been known to die
And those who keep their silence on such a matter are saying
torture is okay
Though a loss of rights to one individual is a loss of rights to all or to me 'twould seem that way.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Love journeys in two ways
Man knows only one kind of love:
Loving the women.
Woman knows only one kind of love:
Loving her children.
All other kinds of love are reciprocal
Or an enforced ones.
06.04.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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To call something an 'enhanced interrogation technique' doesn't alter the fact that we thought it was torture when the Japanese used it on American prisoners, we thought it was torture when the North Koreans used it, we thought it was torture when the Soviets used it. You know, it's almost the moral equivalent of saying that rape is an enhanced seduction technique.
quote by Ted Koppel
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This is not to condone torture, which is still prohibited by the Torture Convention and federal criminal law.
Sad Exchange
Quietly thinking to myself
Sharing half our mind instead of none
The shakings just begun
The pleasantries are gone,
This sad exchange pleased neither one of us
So we finally gave up
Meanings tend to give out
The Time was gone to act out
this living torture, living torture
No talking When I want you to Listen
No talking cos it's Living torture, Living torture
Dont know why, dont know why, we cant stand aside
(I don't want your many faces
we don't see right)
If I had known back then
Whatever I know now
I'd think Id have answers but I dont know why
So we finally gave up
The Meanings tend to give out
The Time was gone to act out
But Here I am and Im still living
No talking when I want you to listen
No Talking cos it's Living Torture, Living Torture
No talking when I want you to listen
Don't tell me what Im trying to say to you
Both of us know
What it sounds like in my mind
Now both of us know
What it sounds It Sound like
Both of us know
What it sounds like in my mind
Now both of us know
Now both of us know
No talking when I want you to listen
No Talking cos it's Living Torture, Living Torture
No talking when I want you to listen
Don't tell me what Im trying to say to you
Quietly thinking to myself
This sad exchange pleased neither on of us
[Thanks to [email protected] for these lyrics]
song performed by by Finger Eleven
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Beauty In Chains
Torture me, hurt me, break me,
Supress my freedom, make me yours,
Tame the beast within me,
Tell me I need this pain to exist,
Your nails rake my flesh,
And I scream in exquisite agony,
The realease such a sublime torture,
You know I want you so badly,
And I shall break myself to please you,
Because i am beauty in your chains...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Information: the negative reciprocal value of probability.
quote by Claude Shannon
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On Torture: A Public Singer
Torture will give a dozen pence or more
To keep a drab from bawling at his door.
The public taste is quite a different thing-
Torture is positively paid to sing.
poem by Hilaire Belloc
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Love is not rational
The loved one does not love me back;
The loving one does not get my love.
Who you love and who loves you
Aren’t one and the same person.
I’m dear to my mother and
My daughter is dear to me.
Mandothari loved Ravana
And Ravana was mad of Seeta.
The real love is neither mutual
Nor reciprocal nor conditional.
Love is not rational; but instinctual.
28.07.2009
[The characters are from the epic, Ramayana.
Mandothari was in ardent love for her husband King Ravana, who was mad of Sita, wife of Prince Rama]
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Life cannot subsist in society but by reciprocal concessions.
quote by Samuel Johnson
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