Anna Tate

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City: Scotland
Relationship: Complicated
School: Maxwelltown High Secondary sch
Hobby: Writing music films
Pets: Cat
Kids: 2
Degree: None
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Frank Hornby . commented on Anna Tate's poem, Life in the creation on Dec 08, 2020 at 8:00pm.
Frank Hornby . commented on Anna Tate's poem, Alone again & done with men on Dec 08, 2020 at 7:58pm.
James Notley commented on Anna Tate's poem, Tempered emotions on Jun 16, 2020 at 5:02am.
Christopher Russon commented on Anna Tate's poem, Alone again & done with men on Nov 22, 2018 at 10:54am.
Christopher Russon commented on Anna Tate's poem, Soldiers wild cry in deaths callin on Apr 11, 2018 at 8:44pm.
Christopher Russon commented on Anna Tate's poem, Both HE & THEE. .. on Apr 11, 2018 at 8:40pm.
Christopher Russon commented on Anna Tate's poem, Tempered emotions on Jan 29, 2018 at 5:17pm.
Frank Byrne commented on Anna Tate's poem, War of the worlds on Sep 18, 2017 at 2:20pm.
Frank Byrne commented on Anna Tate's poem, Love lost on Sep 18, 2017 at 2:16pm.
Frank Byrne commented on Anna Tate's poem, Karma served cold on Sep 11, 2017 at 4:37pm.

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Soldiers wild cry...

poem by Anna Tate

THROUGH A WILDERNESS OF GRASSY PLAIN, WHERE WAR TOOK PLACE IN A WORLD OF PAINS. OUR COUNTRY MEN, OUR FATHERS, SONS & FRIENDS WHO WAS SENT TO WAR, AND IN CAME THEIR TRAGIC DEATHLY ENDS. THEY FOUGHT FOR THEIR LAND OE SO THEY THOUGHT BU... Read more

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Alone again & don...

poem by Anna Tate

ALONE AGAIN, IM DONE WITH MEN FROM NOW ON, HERE OUT IM DONE WITH DOUBT. FRUSTRATED BY MANY YEARS PAST THAT LOVING ANOTHER UPON MY LIFE CAST. NEVER AGAIN, WILL I PUT TRUST IN MEN. YOU MAY THINK IM COLD, MY HEARTS MADE OF STONE ... Read more

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Life in the creat...

poem by Anna Tate

You were a little creation in lifes making Which sadly has left my heart on the breaking. A grandchild created not to live on this earth At least in heaven youve given this ctuel world wide berth. And i can only imagine what yo... Read more

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Both HE & THEE. ..

poem by Anna Tate

I AM HE THE SOULS CREATOR am he, the creator of life & death & with life I gift you, your every breath. But I am he, the opposition himself For I'm also the devil within my wealth. I can give or I can take Away the very ... Read more

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Love lost

poem by Anna Tate

Love I had and then I lost We have walked together hand in hand Hearts full of trust in loves demand. We built our future on empty ground Brick by brick was strengthened in love we found. Soon love had built us a tower Str... Read more

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Karma different e...

poem by Anna Tate

Im now eating a dish best served cold Karma on a plate thats began to rot & mould. It's serving consists of fresh gone by its expiry date. & now i eat in my regrets & my selfloathing hate.  For what I've cooked up for... Read more

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Karma on a cold p...

poem by Anna Tate

Im now eating a dish best served cold Karma on a plate thats began to rot & mould. It's serving consists of fresh gone by its expiry date. & now i eat in my regrets & my selfloathing hate.  For what I've cooked up for... Read more

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Stalkers delight

poem by Anna Tate

To an entity that's blind from me Lurking in the shadows near vicinity. Creeping silently tiptoeing around Trying hard to not make a sound. Watching from afar so I can't see His whereabouts hidden from my eye sight, hid in hi... Read more

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Creator of all

poem by Anna Tate

I AM HE THE SOULS CREATOR I am he, the creator of life & death & with life I gift you, your every breath. But I am he, the opposition himself For I'm also the devil within my wealth. I can give or I can take Away the very life & soul... Read more

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Karma served cold

poem by Anna Tate

Im now eating a dish best served cold Karma on a plate thats began to rot & mould. It's serving consists of fresh gone by its expiry date. & now i eat in my regrets & my selfloathing hate. For what I've cooked up for ot... Read more

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Life un the makng

poem by Anna Tate

You were a little creation in lifes making Which sadly has left my heart on the breaking. A grandchild created not to live on this earth At least in heaven youve given this ctuel world wide berth. And i can only imagine what yo... Read more

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On wars barren la...

poem by Anna Tate

On barren land As i now stand upin barren land Where sins were in war permitted & many acts of cruel sins been committed. A world filled with hate What future do our children have in this fate? Cruel injustices on earth be... Read more

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War in my world

poem by Anna Tate

War in my world There's more to life than living Its all about the love & kindness to others given. We are born as one not as two So who you become is upto only you. We will meet with others along lifes way & how we treat th... Read more

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Loving past times

poem by Anna Tate

In loving times, when our hearts were paired Life was great, in the feelings between us shared. Our relationship flourished, And contentment grew In each other we trusted, in the years love did pursue. And born out of love... Read more

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The soul creator ...

poem by Anna Tate

I am he, the creator of life & death & with life I gift you, your every breath. But I am he, the opposition himself For I'm also the devil within my wealth. I can give or I can take Away the very life & soul That you fors... Read more

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Loves lessons tau...

poem by Anna Tate

Lessons taught in painful reminders From the love shared we became a strong coupling pair And towards a future together my heart had began to repair. For my past love led to sadness And I lost the love of my life. My j... Read more

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Love lost

poem by Anna Tate

I won't be fooled anymore, I gave to you love that you didn't restore. But in my heart full of hope I gave you the benefit of doubt that we'd cope. But your roaming eyes wandered around In others you craved more Than the ... Read more

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Even the lord & c...

poem by Anna Tate

Evil versus the good within I am the lord of high above Some believe me to be the god they love. But I am too of an evil source And life or death is my choice of course. Some think that by praying in God's name That they ... Read more

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Creator of above ...

poem by Anna Tate

I am all of above and below I am he, your Lord of heaven above I am he, who gifts you life and love. I am my own competitive opposition I gift you death and cruel acts of precision. For I am God, the sole creator of all... Read more

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Tempered emotions

poem by Anna Tate

Tempered are my feelings towards you now After yet another heated angry row. Why do we proceed to go on like this Why don't we admit defeat & give love a miss. Is it because it's became a habit due To keep on trying to get bk l... Read more

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Without

poem by Anna Tate

Without Without a whisper you said goodbye Without a movement I felt you die. Without a thought my tears began And without struggle down my cheeks they ran. Without life and without breath Without reason you had gone to d... Read more

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Loving times

poem by Anna Tate

In loving times, when our hearts were paired Life was great, in the feelings between us shared. Our relationship flourished, And contentment grew In each other we trusted, in the years love did pursue. And born out of love... Read more

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The lord of all c...

poem by Anna Tate

I am he, your Lord of heaven above I am he, who gifts you life and love. I am my own competitive oppositionI gift you death and cruel acts of precision. For I am God, the sole creator of allFor I am the devil, to whom my prey will... Read more

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War of the worlds

poem by Anna Tate

I stand upon a barren ground Where many dying or dead soldiers are found. Silent cries can be heard all around Of many a soldier that lay on battle ground. If only theyd known what they knew now Would they have died for... Read more

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A Soldier boy's c...

poem by Anna Tate

soldier boy was calling meHis faint cry heard all aroundThe air was still and silentAnd dusty sand lay on the ground. The far outstretched plains lay before meCarried on for miles ahead. And many a soldier's body could be seenAlthough... Read more

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Deluded mindless ...

poem by Anna Tate

The art of my deception was the root cause of my existing pain Nothing worthwhile to live for And the stressful era was not an easy gain. A downpour of hail inside the storms entailing A rainfall that fell with force so great.... Read more