anisha sipporah


anisha sipporah Poems

1. Moving Rocks 2/22/2012
2. Go Ahead And Decide 2/22/2012
3. Words Of Wisdom 2/22/2012
4. Your Starting Point 2/23/2012
5. Possiblities And Opportunities 2/23/2012
6. My Mother's Love 3/2/2012
7. When The Majic Begins 2/22/2012
8. Break Distructive Habits 2/22/2012
9. Friendship 2/16/2012
10. If You Stop Dreaming You Stop Thinking 2/22/2012
11. Sorry To A Lost Friend 2/24/2012
12. My Best Friend Took My Heart 2/25/2012
13. Tone Of Voice 2/22/2012
14. Fly Until You Catch Your Dreams 2/22/2012
15. Childwood Dosent Wait 2/23/2012
16. Nightmare 2/19/2012
17. Two Wolf Within Us 2/22/2012

Comments about anisha sipporah

  • Ekaterina M. Polischuk Ekaterina M. Polischuk (2/29/2012 10:41:00 AM)

    Dear Anisha Sipporah,
    well first i want to congratulate you with your first steps in a big world of poetry. it can be different: bright and full of kindness or enslaved by darkness. But i see a big talent in you.Your poems are very emotional and true. it is easy to see your heart looking through your words. and it is the biggest pleasure for me as for a novelist and just creative person. i wish you good luck and never stop writing.

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  • Anu Sipps (2/17/2012 4:37:00 AM)

    i am new in writing such poem and this is my first sorry if u dont lyk it

Best Poem of anisha sipporah

Two Wolf Within Us

One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that
goes on inside people.

He said, 'My son, the battle is between 2 wolves inside us all.'

'One is Evil.
It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance,
self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.'

'The other is Good.
It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness,
benevolence, empathy, gene
rosity, truth,
compassion and faith.'

The grandson thought about it for a minute and

then asked his grandfather ...

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Tone Of Voice

It's not so much what you say,
As the manner in which you say it;
It's not so much the language you use,
As the tone in which you convey it.

'Come here, ' I sharply said,
And the child cowered and wept.
'Come here, ' I said; he looked and smiled,
And straight to my lap he crept.

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