Cycle of Life


When we are born

Angels watch us with joy

Curious of what we will become

When we are little

Our happiness 

Fills every room at home

Enough to melt hearts

When we are young

The world is beautiful, magical

Full of promises and hopes

Our eyes wide open

When we grow up

A stone is placed in front of us to push 

Its weight takes our breath away

But gives us strength

When we grow old

We look down at our life

Cherish memories we’ve got

Share our knowledge

When we die

We go back to where we came from

To our God Father in Heaven

Welcoming us at Home.

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Sat 5th May 2018 19:47

Love this one! You are very talented.

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Cassandra Walker

Fri 6th Apr 2018 20:45

Lovely poem. It takes us through the stages of life. I am reminded of Shakespeare's " all the world's a stage...".


Fri 6th Apr 2018 09:25

Thank you Ja’Net! Anya x

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Ja'Net McDonald

Fri 6th Apr 2018 05:30

Anya, your poem is clean and unassuming, like a child speaking truths. It is a double-back conundrum; speaks what I am aware of yet makes me spin around and re-evaluate what I thought I knew. Well done! Definitely keep writing!


Thu 5th Apr 2018 07:51

Hi Poppy! Thank you for thumbs up! Anya x

Poppy Dalton

Wed 4th Apr 2018 22:51

I like this poem! Keep writing Anya


Wed 4th Apr 2018 21:06

Thank you so much Ian and thank you Ruby!!!! Thank you for your likes! This is my heart right there in this poem. Thank you! Anya x

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Graham Sherwood

Fri 30th Mar 2018 16:56

Faith is as individual as the words used to express it.


Fri 30th Mar 2018 14:16

Hi there,

Cynthia Thank you so much for your comment and standing up for me! I am so gratefull! Racha that is beautiful what you said. I am sorry if I offended anyone with my poem, I am finding my voice and yesterday evening it was stronger. I feel encouraged to open up, I received nothing but love on the platform of WOL. I am very gratefull to David and Brian as well. What would become of me if I would stay in darkness. I inhale your every word on my journey (hopefully up...) Thank you and Lots of Love to all. Anya xxx

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Wolfgar Miere

Fri 30th Mar 2018 13:12

Just for the record folks,

I have had a very enjoyable exchange of ideas and views with Anya privately.

It was never my intention to offend or upset Anya and I would be most displeased with myself If I had.

Needless to say we are on speaking and writing terms. As Brian has suggested it is a mark of her writing that she has attracted comment.

Also challenge is as much a freedom as is stating strongly held belief, may it always be so.

As I write Palestinians are being killed on the Gaza border for expressing their political and in some cases religious beliefs, but more than anything for expressing their desire to be treated as equal human beings, let us think on that...should we become too preoccupied with our own trifling matters.

Love to all,


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racha chafik

Fri 30th Mar 2018 13:06

i beleive in god too anya , i went trough a period where i was no longer a beleiver , but life didnt seem quite right , and brian what scientific evidence , if theres any evidence that god doesnt exist we are million years to figure it out ,
and i think that evil has nothing to do with bad thing happning , bad things happen , and thats life ,and you see theres the good in the bad if you look for it , and the bad in the good to , we try to put limits to good and bad things , but life can surprise us in so many ways and you can be gratful for a sad childhood too

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Brian Maryon

Fri 30th Mar 2018 13:05

Anya - Of course you must express your own opinion and I would not wish to stop you or anyone doing so. But equally you should expect some challenge on certain subjects, as indeed I do, and have done.

It is perhaps a measure of how your writing has progressed that I and others take such a deep interest. So well done, and keep progressing!

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Fri 30th Mar 2018 13:05

A lovely, sincere poem, Anya. Your imagery is strong, like 'a stone to push' which I think is superb. I find nothing but your delight and confidence in your personal beliefs. I would never dream of challenging such an outlook on 'life' or 'after-life'.

How could I possibly be more 'informed about life' than you are? Or anyone else? Moreover, the definition of 'real' is non-existent. Nothing is more contentious than the argument: what is and what is not 'real'.

I am shocked that there have been such antagonistic responses to your piece. I don't think that this site is the arena for barbed debate on 'faith issues' - ever. I suggest that you do not even try to respond. Even if it's really hard to be 'silent'.


Fri 30th Mar 2018 12:17

Thank you Hugh so much! So so much!!! Anya xx

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Fri 30th Mar 2018 12:08

A keen cyclist myself ,I enjoyed reading your cycle of life.A brief and vivid picture of our ride through life.We do have the occasional puncture but on the whole our ride is enjoyable and beneficial taking in the fresh air and the views and experiences bestowed upon us.An enjoyable positive poetic ride,well done


Fri 30th Mar 2018 11:24

That is a longer conversation Brian. Let me ask you a question am I actually allowed to express my own opinion when I write or should stop before things get too personal. What is it about?

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Brian Maryon

Fri 30th Mar 2018 11:10

I always find it amusing when believers thank God when things go right but don't blame God when things go wrong. Or is that why the Devil was invented?


Fri 30th Mar 2018 09:37

Thank you David, for respecting my position. I do respect yours. Let’s leave it at that.

Anya x

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Wolfgar Miere

Fri 30th Mar 2018 09:32

I respect your position of faith Anya.

That accepted, do you really sign up to a world where all childhoods are beautiful full of happiness and joy, surely even those of faith cannot dismiss the abject misery many children experience in childhood.

As they are also born without faith (in sin as you may put it) would angels watch over them too? or would they focus only on the believers whose families had accepted whichever god was relevant in their particular earthly territory?

I guess religion keeps things simple at least, no questioning allowed.

I suspect a withdrawal from this conversation is my favoured option, as I am sure it will be a dog chasing its tail.



Fri 30th Mar 2018 09:16

Thank you so much Ghazala, spoken words from a person of faith as well. Anya x


Fri 30th Mar 2018 09:14

Hello Ghazala, Brian and David,

Thank you so much for your comments.

Yes I am a person of faith, I do believe in God. I wanted to express that, I feel comfortable enough on WOL. I look at life through a lens in this poem, I look through faith. I knew my poem will not struck a chord with everyone. I very much respect that. Thank you very much for your time and taking trouble to comment. Much respect . Anya x

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Fri 30th Mar 2018 08:47

i liked your poem. you have beautifully written the crux of the journey of life in just few words. it sure resonate a strong spiritual connection with God Almighty.
beautiful piece!!!!

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Brian Maryon

Fri 30th Mar 2018 08:36

Hi Anya

I'm with David on this in that because I don't believe there is a supreme being I can't see the intended merit in your piece. However, for most people it is more palatable to see life through rose coloured spectacles and imagine angels, cherubs etc floating about, and a heaven somewhere above the clouds. All we non-believers see is a messy, clinical start to life, an end that it drawn out and painful, and ultimately we are put in a box and burned or buried. No spirit lives on.

I have to ask the question Anya...with all the scientific evidence we have before us nowadays, do you really believe what you've written...or have you written it as you think others want to read it?

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Wolfgar Miere

Fri 30th Mar 2018 07:41

Hello Anya,

Your poem is quite interesting to me, in that one has to sign up to a lot of belief and the suspension of reality to indulge in it.

Undoubtedly this poem reflects your belief, that aside many lives are not quite so full of imaginary angels, joy and happiness as is suggested in this piece, oh that they were.


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