I have a great story to tell... and I tell it well. No holds barred.
quote by Aishwarya Rai
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Keep Them Barred
Don't accept fresh trouble not yours,
To endure...
Keep it barred.
From your life,
Don't have it start.
Don't accept fresh trouble not yours,
To endure...
Keep it barred.
From your life,
Don't have it start.
People creeping out of cracks,
With crap to attack.
Keep them barred,
From your life...
Don't have them start.
Establish the fact you are better than that!
And don't be scarred...
To arrest a peace that will depart.
Oh-oh-no!
Don't accept fresh trouble not yours,
To endure...
Keep it barred.
From your life,
Don't have it start.
Decide you'll have none of it,
And quick!
Keep it barred.
You can resist it.
Keep it barred.
Be realistic.
Keep it barred.
Let go those woes,
You may hold.
Let go those woes,
You may hold.
Decide you'll have none of it,
And quick!
Keep it barred.
You can resist it.
Keep it barred.
Be realistic.
Keep it barred.
Don't accept fresh trouble not yours,
To endure...
Keep it barred.
From your life,
Don't have it start.
People creeping out of cracks,
With crap to attack.
Keep them barred,
From your life...
Don't have them start.
Oh-oh-no!
Let go those woes you may hold!
Hey!
Decide you'll have none of it,
And quick!
Keep it barred.
You can resist it.
Keep it barred.
Be realistic.
Keep it barred.
Be realistic.
Keep it barred.
You can resist it.
Keep it barred.
Be realistic.
Keep it barred.
You can resist it.
Keep it barred.
Get over those woes that trip a fit...
That do not benefit!
And keep them barred.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Yours Forever
Here we are in the grays of winter,
Here we are just me and you,
Hold my hand,
Lets face tomorrow,
Tomorrow still holds out its hands to you
This precious time we've only borrowed,
The autumn winds have blown on through,
A quiet thought will tell our story,
Tomorrow still holds out its hands to you
Yes tomorrow still holds out its hands to you
Here some wings,
There yours forever,
And heres some dreams,
That will come true,
Take these tears, to wash away your sorrows,
Tomorrow still holds out its hands to you,
Yes tomorrow still holds out its to you,
Yes tomorrow still holds out its hands to you
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Must not fight simply to win; no holds barred is not the way; you must win by the rules.
quote by John Graham Chambers
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Newspapers that are truly independent, like The Washington Post, can still aggressively investigate anyone or anything with no holds barred.
quote by Bob Woodward
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Same Old Story
While they dance
How she holds him
Pulls him close
And loves him so
While he dreams of another
And counts the days
Until he lets her go.
Same old story
That everybody knows
Its one heart holdin on
One letting go.
While they ride
Lord, he tells her
How they two
Will settle down
But she only hears the highway
And a voice
In some other town.
And the harder
He holds her
The more she slips away.
Same old story
That everybody knows
Its one heart holdin on
One letting go
song performed by by Garth Brooks
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Love him or hate him, Trump is a man who is certain about what he wants and sets out to get it, no holds barred. Women find his power almost as much of a turn-on as his money.
quote by Donald Trump
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Known Only To Him
(words & music by stuart hamblen)
Known only to him are the great hidden secrets
Ill fear not the darkness when my flame shall dim
I know not what the future holds
But I know who holds the future
Its a secret known only to him
In this world of fear and doubt
On my knees I ask the question
Why a lonely, heavy cross I must bear
Then he tells me in my prayer
Its because I am trustworthy
He gives me strength far more than my share
Known only to him are the great hidden secrets
Ill fear not the darkness when my flame shall dim
I know not what the future holds
But I know who holds the future
Its a secret known only to him
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Known Only To Him (take 1,2)
Known only to him are the great hidden secrets
I'll fear not the darkness when my flame shall dim
I know not what the future holds
But I know who holds the future
It's a secret known only to Him
In this world of fear and doubt
On my knees I ask the question
Why a lonely, heavy cross I must bear
Then he tells me in my prayer
It's because I am trustworthy
He gives me strength far more than my share
Known only to him are the great hidden secrets
I'll fear not the darkness when my flame shall dim
I know not what the future holds
But I know who holds the future
It's a secret known only to Him
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Future to Future
in the future moments will
come when one person says
to another, “That was great! ”
we never know what
the future holds in store
for us-in it’s infinite
wisdom-but surely you and I
know of it’s impending arrival
some believe the future
holds great times ahead,
some believe in a bleak
fate and still others believe
unborn moments hold
a catastrophic end
me, I like to think that
maybe, just maybe, it
will all happen at the same
instance-I mean some things
will be great, some bleak,
some beginnings and some endings
“great” things will only
happen in the future, because
of now, and that’s tough enough
to decipher-so I will plead, now,
and leave the future to the future
poem by Stan Pelfrey
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I think there's a great difference in consciousness in that same way in that when we're young we read books for the story, for the excitement of the story - and there comes a time when you realise that all stories are more or less the same story.
quote by John McGahern
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXXX: Story
Story about future is called imagination
Story about past is called memories
Story about present is called reality
Story that becomes true is called prophecy
Story that becomes unfulfilled is called regret
Story that becomes no end is called boasting
Small story is called experience
Epic story is called history
Forgotten story is called lesson
Story that becomes obsession is called ambition
Story that becomes untold is called secret
Story that becomes go its own way is called life
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Tell Me A Story
Tell me a story that isn't gory
tell me a story that isn't fake
tell me a story where you made a mistake
tell me a story where the cows come home
tell me a story I want to know
tell me a story where the princess finds herself
not a prince who is more like an elf.
Tell me a story that I can laugh out loud
tell me a story where storm makes lighting clouds.
For in the end we only have our stories to tell
what make them funny, give them hell.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Tell Me A Story
Tell me a story that isn't gory
tell me a story that isn't fake
tell me a story where you made a mistake
tell me a story where the cows come home
tell me a story I want to know
tell me a story where the princess finds herself
not a prince who is more like an elf.
Tell me a story that I can laugh out loud
tell me a story where storm makes lighting clouds.
For in the end we only have our stories to tell
what make them funny, give them hell.
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Rachel
The story of Rachel is a story of great love,
A story shaped by our Heavenly Father above.
A story of great mystery,
A wonderful story of biblical history.
Of a man in search of the love of his life,
The woman God would provide for a wife.
An epic of a wicked father, who cheated and lied,
A man of faith worked seven years and cried.
When the calendar turned over a fourteenth year,
Jacob would hear Rachel's sweet whisper in his ear.
He would remember a dry and dusty by a well,
And Rachel's beauty as well.
Rachel, to be true to your God is to be true to your self,
Follow the book and gain great spiritual wealth.
You have a natural beauty a delight to behold,
Much like the Rachel of old.
You are bright and willing to achieve,
Set your course drive hard and in Jesus believe.
You have parents old and new who in you delight,
And are watching to see you follow in God's might.
The Going Back
The shell hides the churning within,
Composed till breaks forth
A new bunch of feelings
With no shell
No holds barred
All ready to take on the world.
A transitory battle is waged
Till the soil envelops.
The shell is back underground!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Love Has No Boundaries
Love has no
Boundaries
Love is limitless
Love is timeless
Love does not need
Rhyme or reason
Love is love
Love does not know
Cast, color or creed
Age, appearance
Intelligence
No holds barred
When has to happen
It happens
The heart throbs
You are hers
She is yours
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poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Under The Mist
Aggressive posture of silence
sweeps the mind.
I preempt the drowning of septum
in calving ice.
The ostium ultimately opens
to spill over the therapy.
You go into the cave-
to pull out the new born thought.
The day runs again for bread-
and butter. There are
no holds barred. It
was an intact valve.
But the heart blew away
the soft feathers.
I cannot fly now.
poem by Satish Verma
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At The Party Of The Blind
when one is barred to enter
there is no way
that force is
a choice, and so one waits
at the gate
fronting the street and
looks for
the correct timing aimed
at entering
without violating some
rules of this
party game, and one sees
a chance
for here
comes a very important person
who is blind
and you grab
his arm
walks beside him
and tell the gatekeeper
that you are his
escort
and when inside you look
around
where everyone laughs
because
everyone is blind
and you are the only one
who can see
and so you were
barred.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Still The Stranger
Yesterday you were a smoke,
The wisps of clouds on your face
Barred my view of you.
I was fool enough to think
I could penetrate your layers.
Yesterday you were an unread book,
The cover on the hidden words
Barred my view of you.
I was knave enough to think
I could read you out to the end.
Today you are still the stranger
With a stranger that’s me!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Bookworm
There's a story that like a dessert I love
And I enjoy every page slowly as much as I can
There's story that makes me desperate
And even my day becomes gloomy after I read
There's story that safe to be read anytime
And I don't mind if it's going up or down
There's story that could burn me to the core
And left me with desire to create another story
There's story that easily predict
And I could finish it without much thinking
There's story that has a very good cliffhanger
And I need to rush to the publisher to make it comes fast
There's story that goes like my dream
And I want to repeat over and over until I'm getting bored
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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