Quotes about .22-calibre
When I thought about the calibre of people in the room I realized we might just have a credible candidate for Mayor who will would finally enforce the laws of the city. It was almost too good to be true.
A penalty spot,
At the important stages;
A penalty kick,
With the matured ages;
A player of your calibre,
With the inportant sages;
But, how many kicks have you missed so far? !
For, Sha your friend is still waiting to see the next tactics of your move.
First Encounter - P Shushila
Tamil Nadhu Queen of Song
it is so difficult to
forget those two eyes
Tamil Nadhu Queen of Song
the eyes so telling
of her calibre
first met in the 1980s when she came with a large Indian group comprising a lot of famous stars to perform at the Putra World Trade Center.
The calibre of a human exceeds all acts,
They subjugate me after the knowledge,
Their ambulances surpass us in wisdom,
We create the learning to excesses.
Let the mountain of pride be our subject,
Open the food-doors and the drinking hours
Maybe the wisdom of indoor activity
Shall express an inner desire?
Between Nothingness and Eternity
Barren of events,
Rich in pretensions
My earthly life.
My real name.
Wholly unto myself
I wrap no soul
In my embrace.
No mentor worthy
Of my calibre
I am all alone
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Do Not Hate
Do not hate too hard:
The length of the clock
Is overgrown, it is for immortality.
One message is received
From those times that mock
The keepers of the grandfather clock.
Do not hate the man who made
The whole watch, the levels
Of calibre stun the brain permanently.
For the mind shall love the pure,
The pure shall never hate the time
Of youth and of old age, never!
- quotes about hate
- quotes about receiving
- quotes about youth
- quotes about childhood
- quotes about old age
- quotes about elders
- quotes about intellect
- quotes about men
Gods have calibre, and the monkey is banished
Due to poor health and no showmanship.
Gods shall keep the poor apes, the poor monkeys
That spell for their names, hunting fruit like apes
That are friendly to the godly men and humans.
Each god shall praise the highest men
Who parade the bigger kind of human,
But apish behaviour is against the role to play,
Danger is the fantastic goal, one of great apes.
The great ape is not human or humane.
I have a destroyer among you, people,
For they muttered a catastrophe in their hearts,
When hearts were condemned by a dozen gruesome goblins
Each of them gathering singing dust to dispel the offenders
Who were foreign and angry, forceful and dangerous, in
A quiet display yet.
I have an aggressor in my cerebrum, an unkind calibre,
That steals the soul from hearts, quietly
And expertly, like a foul creature.
The destroyed soul is all the worry,
I have won this goal.
The career in the tomb is magnificent,
Hell has a chance, whilst heaven also is possible.
Take care! Be with calibre and be sharp,
As much as a knife that cuts deep and makes a wound.
May we condemn the blasphemers, and let them rot
After many years and centuries of so awkward torture.
A cadaver is sometimes blessed, but not often,
It may need reviving by the almighty angels,
Such as the death angels.
A grave shall swear it created joy for some,
And an attraction for many.
Gathering the dust underneath means you are submitting!
To who do you submit your will?
My master forbade the dragon to utter darkness
And submerge in it at the same time.
For Hell was a place for transgressors,
Reminding us of the Dragon of Despair.
Dust fell from high shelves and you submitted
To the sage of learning and craft:
“Your free will is a heart,
In it is your calibre called living.”
So live as long as song, and devise the words
To commit the deeds that betray a dragon.
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