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Ode to the Vibrancy of WordsIt amazes me how,
you can paint a picture,
without a brush,
but a pencil instead.
But a pencil needs words,
and they hang in the air,
the writer is there.
The words are always,
just stretches away.
The writer reels them in,
and plasters them on page.
And he mixes them up,
to make different feelings.
Some happy, some sad,
some angry, some brave.
But he doesnt just mix them,
he cuts them and bends them,
and twirls them and twists them,
till they form a shape.
And he places that shape,
with many others,
until he feels,
his creativity is out.
Then they take the masterpiece,
and they squish it to
My PromiseTen girls
On ten sticks
Over one campfire
One hundred smiles
One hundred songs
Sung with one hundred voices
With one sound
One thousand heartbeats
One thousand memories
Of one thousand giggles
From one good time
One million women
One million girls
One million lives
With one dream
One billion goals
One billion nations
With one billion ideas
To make one difference
One hundred years
For one nation
With one goal
And one dream
For one hundred others
Of one nation
And one world
On my honour
I will try
To make just one difference
And change just one
Lest We ForgetOur brothers sailed the open seas,
and flew planes high above the breeze,
and trudged through mud up to their knees,
so peace can stand forever more.
Just trying to fix all that was wrong,
by raging wars, both hard and long.
We still can hear the trumpet's song.
So peace is heard from shore to shore.
For this peace so many died,
so many souls the angels guide,
to sit right up by God's left side,
so peace is felt at heaven's door.
And so we wear our poppies, red,
and remember what our elders said,
'bout things that haunt you till you're dead,
so peace is found right at our core.
Our families sail the open seas,
and fly planes
Wish Upon A StarI looked up at the moon and I wished upon a star,
and I know you're looking back at me no matter where you are.
For when the sun is in the sky, it's light brights up our days,
but when it sets and drowns at sea, we go our separate ways,
In the darkness I am scared and need you by my side,
I'm lost inside an unknown world and have no where to hide.
Now you've gone and gave me light to wash away my fears,
and every night just like tonight, it faithfully appears.
Of all the diamonds I can see, I have not one for you,
for yours is brighter than them all, this I know is true
and when it rises in the sky, I know that you are there,
Rulers of the WorldAnd so the wind blows,
dry and cold,
fighting the invading summer suns,
that warm the wind,
and carry the sweet smell of change.
But still the winter fights,
with it's icy breath,
frosting the endless days of March,
full aware that it shall not win now,
it has had it's time.
Every ruler must fall to the challenge of another.
But still it lingers,
for not but another chance to fight,
in due course,
when change alights the air,
and hope is wasted,
on trifle summer delights.
That is the time the sun will set,
and the darkness will loom again,
plunging us into out deepest sorrows,
and coating our dreams in ice.
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`anmari has been spreading her infectious positivity throughout our community for over 6 years. Throughout this time Ana has been at the core of all things devious, passionately developing an eclectic gallery, helping organise devmeets, participating in chat events and also recently completed dedicating her time as a Community Volunteer. We are absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2013 to `anmari, congratulations! Read More