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	<title>Poems for Breast Cancer Awareness</title>
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	<description>writing poems to help fight breast cancer</description>
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		<title>Inner Peace by Mujahid</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2012 18:15:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Martin</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The following submitted poem talks about inner peace. Inner Peace Peace is what everyone is looking for, Inner peace is my goal; When you can fight without running, when you can fight without sweating, when you can fight without worrying, &#8230; <a href="http://www.anitapoems.com/blog/inner-peace-by-mujahid">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The following submitted poem talks about inner peace.</p>
<p><strong>Inner Peace</strong></p>
<p>Peace is what everyone is looking for,<br />
Inner peace is my goal;</p>
<p>When you can fight without running,<br />
when you can fight without sweating,<br />
when you can fight without worrying,<br />
you have inner peace;</p>
<p>When you turn to Allah,<br />
When you worship Him your best,<br />
when you strive to get closer,<br />
You gain inner peace;</p>
<p>When you can talk to a lion,<br />
without worrying or cowering,<br />
there is inner peace;</p>
<p>Inner peace,<br />
it can not be explained until you are Inner peace;</p>
<p>by Walid Mujahid</p>
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		<title>Where is my little Brother?</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2012 22:07:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Martin</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Kerry wrote the following poem For Reece,Gracie and William in loving memory of their baby brother Ashton. Where is my little Brother? A little man came home to you, wrapped in a beautiful cover, a little boy called Ashton, a &#8230; <a href="http://www.anitapoems.com/blog/where-is-my-little-brother">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Kerry wrote the following poem For Reece,Gracie and William in loving memory of their baby brother Ashton.</p>
<p><strong>Where is my little Brother?</strong></p>
<p>A little man came home to you,<br />
wrapped in a beautiful cover,<br />
a little boy called Ashton,<br />
a brand new baby brother.</p>
<p>He stole your toys and sweeties<br />
but also loved to share,<br />
an unconditional love for you,<br />
one which always will be there.</p>
<p>One day it was decided<br />
he had to go away,<br />
to bounce up in the clouds<br />
and with his new friends play.</p>
<p>We don`t know why he had to go,<br />
but they say it was his time,<br />
to play up with the angels in this place<br />
known as cloud nine.</p>
<p>Ashton is playing hide and seek,<br />
this game you cannot hurry,<br />
one day you will find him again<br />
so please try not to worry.</p>
<p>So remember when you`re feeling<br />
sad and blue,<br />
the little man sits on the clouds<br />
watching over you.</p>
<p>A little silent gentle breeze<br />
you feel upon your cheek,<br />
it’s just Ashton blowing kisses<br />
you will get one every week.</p>
<p>He has not gone he`s with you<br />
every second of every day,<br />
your little baby brother who`s<br />
just gone off to play.</p>
<p>by Kerry Greenaway</p>
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		<title>Your Little Man</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2012 13:34:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Martin</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Here&#8217;s a beautiful, yet sad poem that was submitted by Kerry Greenaway. Your Little Man Your Little man was gorgeous, had a smile that was so bright, Until that night he went to sleep and walked into the light, Your &#8230; <a href="http://www.anitapoems.com/blog/your-little-man">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Here&#8217;s a beautiful, yet sad poem that was submitted by Kerry Greenaway.</p>
<p><strong>Your Little Man</strong></p>
<p>Your Little man was gorgeous, had a smile that was so bright,<br />
Until that night he went to sleep and walked into the light,<br />
Your heart will never be the same, the pain with you forever,<br />
The memories never forgotten of times you spent together.<br />
You will always ask the questions why and what you could of done,<br />
but it was simply Ashton’s time to wave farewell to mum.<br />
Your life will never be the same and you will never be \&#8221;alright\&#8221;,<br />
your mind will always take you back to that ever fateful night.<br />
Your darling son is watching you and listens as you cry,<br />
he didn`t mean to leave so soon but had lost all of his fight.<br />
People keep on asking is there anything you need,<br />
the answer always sounds the same \&#8221;my boy back here with me\&#8221;<br />
The time will come eventually when you will meet again,<br />
until then do not hurt yourself, nothing heals your pain.<br />
Ashton received so much love, from you and from everyone,<br />
that love will still continue in memory of your precious son.<br />
I don`t know what to do for you but listen night or day,<br />
I cannot give you answers I don`t know what to say.<br />
I know this does not help you and will not help you heal,<br />
this sad event that rocked our world just still seems so unreal.<br />
Just remember good times its all that you can do,<br />
but never ever, don’t forget I`m always here for you.</p>
<p>submitted by Kerry Greenaway</p>
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		<title>Ode to Ashton from Auntie Kez</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 May 2012 12:08:47 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Martin</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The following poem was submitted this morning, and talks about a precious little baby boy who passed away recently. Ode to Ashton from Auntie Kez Ashton you were special, a unique little man, the day that you were taken was &#8230; <a href="http://www.anitapoems.com/blog/ode-to-ashton">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The following poem was submitted this morning, and talks about a precious little baby boy who passed away recently.</p>
<p><strong>Ode to Ashton from Auntie Kez</strong></p>
<p>Ashton you were special, a unique little man,<br />
the day that you were taken was never in the plan,<br />
you were meant to grow just like your sister and your brothers,<br />
but god he had a different view he wanted you with others,<br />
So while you sit up on your cloud and party with your friends,<br />
your parents struggle to comprehend why god did this to them,<br />
there never will be an answer that they will understand,<br />
What god has done to them just seems so underhand,<br />
the pain will never go away but they hold within their hearts,<br />
that one day you will meet again and never be torn apart.<br />
I never got to meet you until you said goodbye,<br />
your memory it will live on, we will not let it die.<br />
God bless you little man have fun up on your cloud,<br />
your name will be remembered forever said out loud.<br />
I`ll just say goodnight for now and I love you little dude,<br />
I`ll see you again up in the sky when god takes me to you.</p>
<p>Dedicated to the memory of Ashton Tingling<br />
(09-10-2011 &#8211; 01-05-2012)</p>
<p>Submitted by Kerry Greenaway</p>
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		<title>Years of Youth</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2012 21:31:44 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Martin</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Years of Youth Youth years faint at your front door Behind your nightmares and dreams Victory of a short lived morning Turn into a Brand new day! submitted by Dorsey Baker]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Years of Youth</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Youth years faint<br />
at your front door<br />
Behind your nightmares<br />
and dreams<br />
Victory of a short lived<br />
morning<br />
Turn into a<br />
Brand new day!</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">submitted by Dorsey Baker</p>
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		<title>Oh! Let Little Earthy Sing</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2012 21:23:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Martin</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[OH! LET LITTLE EARTHY SING the nature itself is a little creature being sabotaged by human beings oh! how long will it happen it&#8217;s not less than a bad dream throw a stone you&#8217;ll get a fruit cut the tree &#8230; <a href="http://www.anitapoems.com/blog/little-earthy-sing">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>OH! LET LITTLE EARTHY SING</p>
<p>the nature itself is a little creature<br />
being sabotaged by human beings<br />
oh! how long will it happen<br />
it&#8217;s not less than a bad dream<br />
throw a stone you&#8217;ll get a fruit<br />
cut the tree you&#8217;ll get some wood<br />
haven&#8217;t you deemed about that<br />
mother nature in green hood<br />
oh! how long will we think like this?<br />
the problem is big<br />
no day it’ll take to become a big threat<br />
the future will be all dark<br />
with sky filled with smoke of cars<br />
no tree at all with a barren desert all around<br />
and man as devil crowned<br />
for not keeping the earth safe and sound<br />
oh! what a disgusting scene it would be!<br />
so sad for the leisure to be never found<br />
how would you find a world like this?<br />
how would you stay in a world like this?<br />
I&#8217;m sure not good as fairy land<br />
please , wait don&#8217;t then<br />
just quickly think to raise your voice<br />
for earthy to sing<br />
you have 1 chance only in life<br />
so don&#8217;t think twice<br />
just do it nice<br />
and act wise<br />
but not for you and not for me<br />
but for the little earthy to sing</p>
<p>submitted by Appala Verma</p>
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		<title>My Future &#8211; A Poem Submitted by Akene</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2012 21:11:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Martin</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[My Future My future lies in my distant day. All days past by jerk lies my thought My previous days were weak few were strong. My pandemic is the days of defeat I cried with husk as it drip through &#8230; <a href="http://www.anitapoems.com/blog/my-futureby-akene">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My Future</p>
<p>My future lies in my distant day.<br />
All days past by<br />
jerk lies my thought<br />
My previous days were weak<br />
few were strong.<br />
My pandemic is the days of defeat<br />
I cried with husk as it drip through my face feet.<br />
I fought with might in the days of war<br />
but all those days my heart was grieved.<br />
My heart them pump,<br />
with altitude of rise like the sunrise,<br />
raise in the days of hay.<br />
All day pass is the paramount of my life</p>
<p>Submitted by Jcynicjerry Akene</p>
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		<title>Miss You by Isaac Osei Yaw</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2012 20:58:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Martin</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[MISS YOU In a romantic drop of liquid With waves to cloud the blazing appled heart, There, you are And here, I stand! oh! come, springs that are blessed From and above the streams that flow To streams And dry &#8230; <a href="http://www.anitapoems.com/blog/miss-you">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>MISS YOU</p>
<p>In a romantic drop of liquid<br />
With waves to cloud the blazing<br />
appled heart, There, you are<br />
And here, I stand!</p>
<p>oh! come, springs that are blessed<br />
From and above the streams that flow<br />
To streams And dry not until<br />
Thy bosom filled is filled<br />
And no more gladness to occupy thoughts<br />
And minds in doubts unstill.<br />
You that&#8217;s near dear.<br />
We even lost.</p>
<p>submitted by Isaac Osei Yaw</p>
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		<title>A Collection of Short Submitted Poems</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2012 20:28:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Martin</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Here&#8217;s a nice variety of short poems that were submitted recently by visitors. Roses are Red Violets Are Blue You Are So Beautiful *Like* The Sun And The Moon submitted by Angelica Perez &#160; The sun The sun is round, &#8230; <a href="http://www.anitapoems.com/blog/short-submitted-poems">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Here&#8217;s a nice variety of short poems that were submitted recently by visitors.</p>
<p>Roses are Red<br />
Violets Are Blue<br />
You Are So Beautiful<br />
*Like* The Sun And The Moon</p>
<p>submitted by Angelica Perez</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>The sun</p>
<p>The sun is round,<br />
like a round about.</p>
<p>It is so yellow,<br />
When it sets it looks orange,</p>
<p>It is high<br />
in the deep blue sky,</p>
<p>so, it is so bright<br />
if you look at it you can\&#8217;t see it.</p>
<p>submitted by Alyan Khan</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>I love rock,<br />
I love pop,<br />
I love classic,<br />
I love jazz,<br />
without any of anyone’s emotional lyrics and<br />
beautiful voice ,<br />
where would my ears be,<br />
it will be finding for it,<br />
I want it,<br />
I love it,<br />
I need it and I know it.<br />
I sing many songs sang by anyone<br />
when I&#8217;m walking down the hall<br />
not only that even in the kitchen maybe<br />
I know I&#8217;m music crazy<br />
at least I&#8217;m not lazy.</p>
<p>submitted Thevashree Rajanderan</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>I miss my teachers<br />
Because they are the reason for my future<br />
I love my teachers<br />
Because they are the reason for my dark future<br />
I like my teachers<br />
Because they are the reason for my bright future<br />
I have no words for my lovely teachers for thus<br />
Because they are the reason of my rising sun&#8230;</p>
<p>submitted by Bakhtawar Baloch</p>
<p>My honest teachers<br />
You are such an honest teacher<br />
that is vague and clear<br />
I don&#8217;t have words for you<br />
that is in the core of my heart<br />
I love my teachers very much<br />
because they are my future for every rising sun</p>
<p>submitted by Bakhtawar Baloch</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>I’m finally better.<br />
Better than ever.<br />
And now I’m clever,<br />
but never a hater.<br />
Looking at you I see another me.<br />
But now I’m better<br />
and I’m better than ever.<br />
As you can see I’m clever,<br />
but never a..<br />
HATER!</p>
<p>submitted by Keturah</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>Teachers, teachers,<br />
How can you live without them,<br />
All the knowledge they teach us<br />
How kind and generous<br />
I just want to say thank you<br />
For being so generous (name)</p>
<p>submitted by Sunita</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>I love you!</p>
<p>I love you very much,<br />
wish I could hold you every day.<br />
for every day I feel the same way,<br />
you make me feel so happy when I’m around.<br />
I hope we never go spacebound.<br />
I want our love to be so tight.<br />
that it could never break.<br />
I love you dearly,<br />
oh! so dearly,<br />
please give me a chance to explain freely.</p>
<p>submitted by Ethan</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>I was born to be free<br />
But soon they arrested me<br />
To put me in a cage called manipulation<br />
Not the right place for a good education<br />
They never asked me for my permission<br />
Their gods were money and competition<br />
The time went by and things became worse<br />
Until I found the right teacher &#8211; our Mother Earth<br />
No more manipulation but education<br />
No more competition but cooperation<br />
I was born again and I was free<br />
Mother Earth was teaching me Unity</p>
<p>submitted by Zubaidah</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>All around space gloomy and dark.<br />
It looks like a empty park.<br />
Below the earth was glowing.<br />
Creatures together like a family.</p>
<p>submitted by Eliza</p>
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		<title>Incomplete</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Apr 2012 15:03:46 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Martin</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Incomplete I was happy to have you And I am glad to be inspired by you But it seems you’re not happy to have me And it kills you. My life is really great And I thank God for he &#8230; <a href="http://www.anitapoems.com/blog/incomplete">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Incomplete</p>
<p>I was happy to have you<br />
And I am glad to be inspired by you<br />
But it seems you’re not happy to have me<br />
And it kills you.</p>
<p>My life is really great<br />
And I thank God for he is great,<br />
You make my life complete<br />
In a way I would never forget.</p>
<p>Since the day you came<br />
My heart and my soul keep on telling,<br />
That there is really one thing<br />
That could make you something.</p>
<p>I was melting when you’re talking to someone,<br />
I felt jealous when I heard you were both happy,<br />
But what can I do<br />
It feels like distance finds its way to make my tears flow away.</p>
<p>You would probably be happy if you didn’t know me,<br />
But it seems you’re really messed up,<br />
And I am really sorry for that<br />
Your life would be complete and mine would be incomplete.</p>
<p>Submitted by Naknak</p>
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