Shadow (poem) (2008)

A street full of people
who are rushing, never looking
at a shadow in the darkness,
silently crying.

The mirror in front of me
is full of my dreams
reflecting from it
without a sense I'm sinking in it.

Look at me,
this crying shadow
in the darkness
invisible to others.

Notice me,
pull me out of this darkness
think only of me
and say you love me.

Only then, you will notice, I'm not only a shadow.
I'm a living being
who has, out of despair,
hidden itself in the darkness.

(© Anny - 2008)

Vanishing feelings (poem) (2008)

Sparkles in you eyes

are glittering till my heart.

Your smile brings me

joy and peace.

When you are with me

everything else does not matter.

Hand in hand

the moments of bliss and happiness

are with us forever.

Feelings (poem) (2008)

Why am I saying this feelings,

this feelings, that I feel for you?

I thought I could hide them,

hide them, so that you wouldn't know.

Silhouette in the night (poem) (2008)

The dusky night outside, 

is silently calling me. 

I’m asking myself why,

aren’t you still beside me.

River (poem)

Life is like a river. 

It flows endlessly from its spring,

to the place where it vanishes 

and joins with the earth. 

Sometimes it overflows everything. 

Sometimes it is drought. 

Sometimes exciting and full of energy. 

Sometimes slow as if it would stop right there. 

But it is moving along, 

never stopping, 

not minding the obstacles. 

It lives with its surrounding, 

receiving and giving... 

never alone. 

(© Anny)

Road (poem)

Where is this endless road going?

Is it bumpy?

Is it easy?

What do you see?

What do you feel? 

What do you experiance?

Can you stray from it

or should you stay on the tracks?

What if you fall off the tracks, 

and struggle back?

Is there a helping hand

or are you stranded and deserted?

Is it dark tunel, 

or is it bright sunrise?

Where does it end... 

Does it?

(© Anny)

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My life is a prison... It always was... For a while I didn't even know the reason for feeling this way... I just tried to live my life... But there was always this heavy feeling weighing on my chest... Always fearing the basements, fires and something invisible to my eyes... Or sometimes a dark shadow appeared which I could not recognize... Basement… All kind of toys to play with lying all around me inside this closed up place... Sometimes it was pleasant and sometimes terrifying... It felt like I did something wrong... Terribly wrong...