Ongoing
There is a glad running game,
Offered to winners already.
They climb and stand, fight and work,
Worrying like swimmers forever.
They like openings and blockage,
Feelings and emotions of splendid behaviour.
What game can we build from scratch
Like this occupation of sport?
Hazards are nowhere and somewhere we ignore,
Their running games create disharmony.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Winners Are Always The Heroes
The winners are always the heroes in life it is always this way
The losers are quickly forgotten though a fine and sporting
game they did play
'Tis only a sport it may well seem where people chase after a ball
But many take football quite seriously though 'tis only a game after all,
The winners are always the heroes and that's how it always will be
The fans of the winners are singing rejoicing in their victory
Life and sports are akin in many ways though some may say 'tis only a game
The winners get all of the applause and the winners can bask in their fame,
The winners are always the heroes and the winners get all of the praise
And always only to the winners the toasters their toasting glasses raise
The losers are quickly forgotten though some must lose for some to win
Yet some look on losing as shameful to them there is no greater sin,
In life as in sport the poor losers are the people the masses ignore
And in football the really big hero is the one who kicks the winning score.
poem by Francis Duggan
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No Matter What
(first verse)
Yeah
Yeah
How did it come to this
After all we been through
Two of a pair now on opposite sides
From the very start with honor we dueled
We watched each other's back
And we battled with pride
We're closer than brothers
Now we're have to fight each other
And we trust our fate
To the heart of the cards
(chorus)
No matter what
Let the game begin
No matter what
May the best man win
No matter what
We're in this together
No matter what
We'll be friends forever
No matter what
(second verse)
Yeah
Yeah
It's been you and me
Hanging out playing games
Didn't ever think it would get this hard
Times running out
And so much at stake
Everything riding on the turn of a card
We'll show them what we're made of
As we fight for the ones we love
And we'll be friends to the very end
(chorus)
No matter what
Let the game begin
No matter what
May the best man win
No matter what
We're in this together
No matter what
We'll be friends forever
No matter what
(third verse)
Yeah
I don't wanna give up
But I will never give in
Don't wanna duel with my very best friend
We're an equal match
And we win every play
With so much at stake
I just can't walk away
Though I need a victory
You always meant the world to me
And that's one thing that will never change
(chorus)
No matter what
Let the game begin
No matter what
May the best man win
No matter what
We're in this together
No matter what
We'll be friends forever, yeah
No matter what
Let the game begin
No matter what
May the best man win
No matter what
We're in this together
No matter what
We'll be friends forever
No matter what
song performed by by Yu-Gi-Oh
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When One Is Running Game
When one is running game,
They seldom show a shame.
There is a name to claim...
When one is running game.
When one is running game,
It comes like pouring rain.
And leaves a trail of pain...
When one is running game.
Too often,
They have botched up something someone coddled.
Too often,
They have been excused from misery...
And,
Too often they become an idolized model...
By a child who sees this as the real thing!
When one is running game,
They seldom show a shame.
There is a name to claim...
When one is running game.
Too often,
They have been excused from misery...
And,
Too often they become an idolized model...
By a child who sees this as the real thing!
Too often,
They have botched up something someone coddled.
When one is running game,
They seldom show a shame.
Too often,
They have been excused from misery.
When one is running game,
They seldom show a shame.
There is a name to claim...
When one is running game.
Too often they become an idolized model.
When one is running game,
They seldom show a shame.
Too often they have been excused from misery...
And,
When one is running game,
They seldom show a shame.
Too often,
They have botched up something someone coddled.
When one is running game,
It comes like pouring rain.
And leaves a trail of pain...
When one is running game.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Find
Yon sound's neither sheep-bell nor bark,
They're running-they're running, Go hark!
The sport may be lost by a moment's delay;
So whip up the puppies and scurry away.
Dash down through the cover by dingle and dell,
There's a gate at the bottom-I know it full well;
And they're running-they're running,
Go hark!
They're running-they're running, Go hark!
One fence and we're out of the park;
Sit down in your saddles and race at the brook,
Then smash at the bullfinch; no time for a look;
Leave cravens and skirters to dangle behind;
He's away for the moors in the teeth of the wind,
And they're running-they're running,
Go hark!
They're running-they're running, Go hark!
Let them run on and run till it's dark!
Well with them we are, and well with them we'll be,
While there's wind in our horses and daylight to see:
Then shog along homeward, chat over the fight,
And hear in our dreams the sweet music all night
Of-They're running-they're running,
Go hark!
Eversley, 1856.
poem by Charles Kingsley
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Running...
Running4Christ.
Running to race.
Running to live.
Running to stay fit.
Running to find myself.
Running to save lives.
Running to heaven.
Running for Christ.
Running for faith.
Running for Love.
Running for God.
Running for Life.
Running for Records
Running for Russia.
Running Till The End..
poem by Joseph Fuller
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Am I running from myself?
Am I running from myself?
Am I?
Who can tell me whom am I running from?
Is it me who is a villain of my own self?
Or is it a man in the mirror
Am I running from?
A man who is like me
But has no feelings
Who am I running from?
Knowing one or the other day
I have to face the reality
Whom am I running from?
Whom am I running from?
But I am not cheating myself
Am I?
No I’m not
Then why is it
Am I running from myself?
Who can tell me who am I running from?
Does anybody have answer for that?
Whom am I running from?
No! No! No!
Got to solve this puzzle of caves myself
As I have to face the reality one day
Nobody can answer my questions
Then I myself
Have to keep on moving
Solving my problems myself
As to why am I running from myself?
Why am I running from myself?
Know they would talk about it
Day in day out
Who cares!
I have to stop myself
Myself today or tomorrow
Have to get back on track
Coz that is the way I have to be
Have to curb my ways
I know I have to explain myself a lot
Why Am I running from myself?
But I have to curb myself
Why Am I running from myself?
Why Am I running from myself?
By Farukh
poem by Farooq Hussain
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Brand New Game
Saw you talk near the slots
And I got a brand new game
Running down the alley with an hour you bought
From a man with no last name
Like an idiot animal
Too stupid to shame
Got a brand new game
Got a brand new, brand new game
Got a brand new game
Got a brand new game
Ape man in a cave
Painting on the wall
Nothings gonna keep the visions menacing glances
And nothing thats got it all
From gazing over to where hope sleeps
Artificially small
Like a beast to tame
Got a brand new game
Got a brand new, brand new game
Got a brand new game
Got a brand new game
Now monkey is alright?
Come on
Ones never enough, twos always a crowd
I got a mindful scoping the slide?
And a glass side nature mane?
Everythings impossible
Theres nothing to do
But oppose this road remain?
Push the point to oblivion
And keep turning the plane
Got a brand new game
Got a brand new, brand new game
Got a brand new game
Got a brand new game
song performed by by Elliott Smith
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Make Me Smile (Come Up And See Me) (Edit)
You've done it all
You've broken every code
And pulled the rebel to the floor
You've spoilt the game
No matter what you say
For only metal, what a bore
Blue eyes, blue eyes
How can you tell so many lies?
Come up and see me, make me smile
I'll do what you want, running wild
There's nothing left
All is gone and run away
Maybe you'll tarry for a while
It's just a test
A game for us to play
Win or lose, it's hard to smile
Resist, resist
It's from yourself you'll have to hide
Come up and see me to make me smile
I'll do what you want, running wild
There ain't no more
You've taken everything
From my belief in Mother Earth
Can you ignore my faith in everything?
'Cos I know what faith is
And what it's worth
Away, away
And don't say maybe you'll try
To come up and see me, make me smile
I'll do what you want, just running wild"
Repeat to fade
song performed by by Erasure
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Take Me To Paradise
Outlined silhouettes, dancing in the dark
Caught inside your web, you stole my heart
Knew it was wrong from the start
This game is suicide
I told you once before
I feel victimised
'Cause I want you more
How can I say goodbye?
Tonight, tonight,
Running away from you
Running away from you forever
We live in fantasy, we're living in tragedy
But take me to Paradise, take me to Paradise
Take me to Heaven and make me forget
That you'll never be mine
Secret rendez-vous
Dreams that won't come true
Everything I want
I found in you
How can I live this lie?
Tonight, tonight
Running away from you
Running away from you forever
song performed by by Ofra Haza
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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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Well, for over a year now at my desk, a prototype program of Luigi and Mario has been running on my monitor. We've been thinking about the game, and it may be something that could work on a completely new game system.
quote by Shigeru Miyamoto
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Love Can Do
Who can say
Why she turned and walked away.
I cant see,
But shes gone away.
Sometimes love
Means we have to stand and fight.
Everybody runs,
Everybody hides,
No, this aint the movies,
Now its flesh and blood,
And this thing Im sure of,
Hey, little girl running out so fast,
Gotta stay put for love to last,
Why you gotta say
That love has gone away;
Its not like that.
Everybody hurts when the feelings fade,
If you want em back
You know you gotta stay,
(no running.)
No running.
Loves coming back,
Like only love can do.
Love can do
Things you never thought it could,
Mend a hurt so bad,
Make you feel so good.
Loves for fools
Wise enough to take a chance;
Hear the music girl,
Let me see you dance.
No, this aint the movies,
Now its give and take,
And its your heart at stake.
Hey, little girl running out so fast,
Gotta stay put for love to last,
Why you gotta say
That love has gone away;
Its not like that.
No....
Everybody hurts when the feelings fade,
If you want em back
You know you gotta stay,
(no running.)
No running.
Loves coming back,
Like only love can do.
(get outta my yard.)
Hey, little girl running out so fast,
Yeah, yeah,
Looking for the love youre sure will last.
Why do you have to say it?
Love has gone away;
Its not...like that.
Loves not like that.
Everybody hurts when the feelings fade,
If you want em back
You know you gotta stay,
(no running.)
No running.
Loves coming back,
Like only love can do.
Hey, little girl running out so fast,
Gotta stay put for love to last,
Why you gotta say
That love has gone away;
Its not like that.
(no, no, not like that.) no!
Everybody hurts when the feelings fade,
If you want em back
You know you gotta stay,
(no running.)
No running.
Loves coming back!
Hey, little girl running out so fast,
Gotta stay put for love to last,
Why you gotta say
That love has gone away;
Its not like that.
No? no!
Everybody hurts when the feelings fade,
If you want em back
You know you gotta stay,
(no running.)
No running.
Loves coming back, (owwww!)
Coming back to stay!
(oooooooooooooooh-oooooooooh-ooooooooooooooooh!)
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Hungry Years
Would you still love me, if just perhaps
The roof above our heads should suddenly collapse
Would you still take me, for what I am
If I had nothin
This hearts an engine, its running lean
Im down to skin and bone and still Im fightin clean
Do you share this vision, this reckless dream
Like the day we met.
If we work together we can pull this train
Cant wait forever for the winds of change
Will you stand beside me like you did before
When the storm is at the window
And the wolf is at the door
*these are the hungry years
Stand up and face your fears
Your faith can fight these tears
These are the hungry years*
Sometimes I watch you as you sleep
So safely unaware we might be in to deep
I hide my feelings behind these shades
Like you dont see
And if we pull together we can make this climb
With a love as tough as these desperate times
Will you stand beside me like you did before
Now the storme is at the window
And the wolf is at the door
( * repeat)
Do you remember the feelings we had
Baby, the first time we touched
Is there a way to find it again
Girl is that asking too much - too much
song performed by by Survivor
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Im Running Out
im running out things to say
[im running out of lies]
im running out trust
[im running out of spies]
im running out of love
[im running out of hopes]
im running out of dreams
[im running out of silent screams]
im starting to get tired of running toward you
so i guess ill just start running away
poem by Becca Hansen
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Pick Up Game First One To 11 By 1's
fOR ME TO WIN IT HAS TO BE SOMETHING IN IMPORTANT.
WHY DOES HE HAS RUBBER BANDS ON HIS ARMS, THAT QUESTION SHALL BE DISCOVER AS YOU GROW WE THE GAME.
ILL STOLE IT THREE TIME IN ONE GAME, HES A BIG MAN BUT THE SCORE 7-11, COME MY PEPS DONT LET ME IMPRESS YOU INN FRONT YOUR PEOPLE, THAT COULD BEEN ON A HIGHLIGHT REEL
GETTING SHUT OUT IN GAME TO 11 YOU KNOW HE'S NOT GOING GET A NOTHING GAME.
tHE GAME OF BASKETBALL IS ALL ABOUT RESPECT,
THE ULTRAMENT RESPECT IS TO GIVE NO RESPECT,
WHEN IT COME TO THE GAME OF BASKETBALL.
thats how you gain respect! ! ! !
AND IM HURT AND STILL TOOK YOUR MAN GAME YOU TELL ME WAS WE PLAY TO A ELEVEN OR WAS I JUST TAKE YOU SCHOOL.
talking about running the city, we talk about that later after your lesson
BECAUSE IF IT WAS A GAME FULL COURT FIVE ON FIVE AND IT GAME BASE ON STRAGTEY NOT SKILL WHO DO YOU THINK WOULD WIN.
RESPECT IS GIVING WHEN YOU SHOW IT, CHECK IS IN,
BALL PLAY.
poem by Louis Borgo
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I'm running but to where?
Running, running
There is nothing lef to do.
Running...
Away from my tears
Away from my pen
Running to know who I,
am.
Running
But you, don't know what,
You're,
Running from.
Running in circles
Going nowhere.
I'm saying Goodbye
I am runnning away.
Never stop runnning
Words running throught,
My mind.
Running away,
Like the coward,
Like him
Horrible words
I am running and runnning,
For you.
I m running but to where?
I can't believe
That I've put up with you lies.
Im running from the past..
Running out the pain.
Running with out you.
poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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I'm Running But To Where?
Running, running
There is nothing lef to do.
Running...
Away from my tears
Away from my pen
Running to know who I,
am.
Running
But you, don't know what,
You're,
Running from.
Running in circles
Going nowhere.
I'm saying Goodbye
I am runnning away.
Never stop runnning
Words running throught,
My mind.
Running away,
Like the coward,
Like him
Horrible words
I am running and runnning,
For you.
I m running but to where?
I can't believe
That I've put up with you lies.
Im running from the past..
Running out the pain.
Running with out you.
poem by Bikramjyoti Kashyop
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Everybody Wins
Afterwards is when the game begins.
When games are being played they hardly are a game,
but once they’re over winners, losers both can blame
the other side, and everybody wins.
Johann Cruyff, the captain of the Dutch soccer team, said: “The game always begins afterwards” according to a review of “Brilliant Orange: The Neurotic Genius of Dutch Football, ” by David Winner (Bloomsbury) in The Economist, June 24,2000) .
6/25/00
poem by Gershon Hepner
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The Beautiful Game
A ball hit into empty stands in a game of cricket,
A game so bland won’t have me buying a ticket,
As a kid I saw my first footy game at Stamford Bridge,
Gullit was a magician with the ball he’d flick and trick it,
Knew there and then that id be picking it,
As my favourite sport played on this earth,
Picked up a football never stopped kicking it,
First touch chesting it, cross comes in always headering it,
The beautiful game has a magic that keeps you remembering it,
Mini football games like ‘66’ boost skills and tricks
For schoolboys bunking school claiming there sick
The dick in black blowing his whistle for a diving prat,
Blokes in pubs screaming “what was that? ! ? ! ”
Sad to see the beautiful game run by money men and bankers,
Warms my heart though to still hear the crowd go
“The referees a wanker! The referees a wanker! ”
Im forever blowing bubbles walking in a winter wonderland,
Oh to be a man and football fan on your sofa in the pub or the stands,
There’s nothing quite like it to be together in your team clan,
Cheering our teams on with every emotional breath at hand
No sport is as passionate or bigger,
No sport can do it like football can,
No nation has stadiums that are fuller,
No country can love this game more then England fans!
poem by Kaspa Richards
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Guesses....
must i have to pretend
that the first one was true?
could be, most likely
could be, i nodded and then
i too, shook my head,
but granting
you think that it was true
and i must believe you
and then it was over
and then came the second time
just a game, people play games,
like kids, could be one of those games
i play, and i want to quit, but who can?
and it was over, and we want to forget it
just the same, the third one came
and with more experience
more meanings are tried to be
attached, like some strings,
and again, like all things with ends,
it too was over, we got it over and over again
and then, just like old things, we forget,
we tried to remember, but powerless
are we, we are not quitters, we are winners,
we keep saying, we are winners,
and then gray hairs occupied our
black territories, and then
we surrender, we accept, we forget
and we try to remember again
everything is over, like a game,
everything ends, like the world,
like life, befriending death
befriending everybody, saying yes and yes
and yes, and then we approach
the bed, and utter the last word,
thanks, it is over.
now, shall you leave me? i am at rest.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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