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Annatman Apr 2019
When you left the emptiness
Beside me somehow grew emptier,
The walls caved in closer around me,
The air became thinner.

In the absence of you the presence of joy
Seemed contradictory, like a
Bright sunset on a cloudy evening,
Or a good dream on a sleepless night.

Whatever part of me you took with you,
You can keep it as you keep yourself
Away from me, and I will find it again
And become someone you never knew.
Sappy mood
Annatman Mar 2019
Submerged in zero gravity, the mind
Free floating, un-anchored, in the space
Surrounding the fixed point, a focus,
Seen from every perspective,
Holding its own emptiness from where
There is no turning away. But how
Captivating the vacuum is, in it
A carousel of imaginary views,
In the shape of anything desired and out of reach. I would spend an eternity in
This holographic void.
Are you in control of your reality?
Annatman Feb 2019
Upright, shuffling forward
With time and space
Navigating through the light,
Responding to frequencies,
Degrees of temperature,
Unseen fluctuations, unknown
Ever-changing phenomena
Impermenant, ever ending and
Locked in the present, but never
Still in it, always
Transformed by the inner
And outer, and looking
To find oneself, the elusive
Being, somewhere,
Everywhere in between
What a strange creature we are
Annatman Dec 2018
Lingering salt from the risen sand
Reminisces of a sea-side land
I have abandoned in search of peace
Arriving inland - no sea, no release
From the concrete-desert landscape
Bricks and bridges, and no escape
For the dirt from pores into water
Only mortar and glass, but the latter
Like the sea, shines and reflects
Made of sand, this mirage protects
The memory of this desert land
Where light, reflected, on the skin lands
Like airplanes arriving from distant lands
Where pigment - the only reminder that stands
Free from our far-fleeing, wandering hands
Memories, immigration, Israel, Crimea
Annatman Nov 2018
The Youth breathes new life into
Dried up old words on dead tree sheets
Unveiling new meanings to the same old
Symbols, seeing new signs.

The forest is clearly visible from space
But the trees are palpable, hence
More real to those who rummage in
The darkness with old eyes

When "I have a bad feeling about this"
Stops evoking "disobedience" and starts
Beckoning "tell me more," the dizzying
Roundabout motion of history

Will take the nearest exit
Into new possibilities,
Never before envisioned,
Newly dreamed.
Annatman Jan 2018
What could have been
But never was
The past is gone
I let it pass

So many chances
Never taken,
Did I miss out?
Should I keep waiting?

To seize the day
You must be brave
I was afraid,
Is it too late?

The easy way
Is to stay still -
Maybe someday
Love will appear
Practicing rhyming, obviously it is a work in progress.
Annatman Jun 2016
Every moment, with you, is
eternity, every sound
a symphony, every move
choreography.

Together, our lives are
a tapestry, gracefully
Woven with love -
Perfect harmony.
metaphors for a thing of beauty hard to describe.
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