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Winer Visions For The World

On the steep rosy slopes of your cheeks
Glisten white salty tracks drawn by tears
Naive tales of unity and peace
Can no longer fill your heart with ease

Though you still hear loud choirs of angels

Their clear voices sing anthems of grief
Their sad eyes do not promise salvation
Their soft wings ache so heavy
With fears...


Memories in the winter frost

I wake up where small hours rise,
To see the tempting Sun,
Around me young sunflowers smile -
A new day has begun.

The untouched blue forget-me-nots
Stand glittering in the light,
The Autumn's crawling out of woods,
While Spring is setting flight.


***

Behind a childlike mask
Here I am - born to lose
Unhealed wounds of the past,
My memory still bruised,
My long nights with no sleep -
Just waiting to be gone...
Me demons are my friends,
So i'm never alone.

My mind torn up in pieces -
Not a hint of good thought...
My life is but a show
With a grim, smileless plot

The gods of Hollywood -
They despise plots like mine -
Can't promise happy endings
Can't tell them all'll be fine...


***

These walls of grief surround me
And I cannot break thru
These walls of grief surround me -
My sorrow's not for you!
I cry for all those dreams
That never came to life
I'm weeping for my hopes
Much too frail to survive.
-
These walls of grief surround me
These walls are closing in
There's no more room for pretence
There's no will to be free
-
I slip away to taste
The bliss of giving up...
These walls are now my home.

My home?
My doom.
My trap!


To a cat

Eternal brightness
Of sober mind,
Your silence always careful,
The wisdom in your bluest eyes –
You need not dress in purple!
…
You are – and this may be enough,
For godly is your spirit,
You’ve learned enough in your nine lives –
Your wise paths – they reveal it…


On Memories

Like the red October leaf
On my doorstep –
Middle June,

So come memories to me,
So come feelings, once so true…

- They’re the light that makes me stronger,
Like some February heat,

So when days again get longer –
Memories – don’t abandon me!


Photograph

And the guy on the left
Is allergic to G*d,
He believes in no miracles,
Makes each wonder a fraud.

And the girl in the middle,
With those beautiful eyes –
She seems bad and sinister,
But it’s only disguise!

And that kid in the corner –
He’s got no one to blame,
For his ever romantic
Dreams of pleasure and fame…

So we sit in the photo
With our all – ready smiles,
Even thirty years later,
Watching time going by.


Be'chucot Warsha *

And every day,
The City breathes,
This wild, tear scented, fearless breeze -

As blood beneath its surface flows,
The sky with starry courage
Glows.

Before the hopeful Suns will rise -
G*d, bless the City's
Open eyes...


* "In the streets of Warsaw" in Hebrew.


***

There are warriors
But there’s nothing to fight for
There are judges
But no verdict to pass
Many writers
But there’s nothing to write on
Many people
But of sadly low class…

We keep saying this world has no reason,
We all think we’re the best in the world
-
Narrow minds, empty hearts are our prison,
What to do
To break free –
Few do ask…


On doubt

There are people who fight to be right,
There are people who fight to be wrong,
But I fight to be able to doubt –
He who doubts is dubbed clever and strong!

For in life there are so many “maybes” –
There is hardly a yes or a no!
-
Those who doubt know that life is amazing,
Those who doubt notice children who grow.

Though our life is a fast paced adventure,
Though we struggle not to run out of time,
There are some who know life is a lecture,
Just to teach us the meaning of doubt.


Why should I cry for you?

I got used to an empty bed
I got used to the miles apart
- Love fragranced pillows others have,
I have an aching, breaking heart.

I got used to ungiven gifts
To the endings without a start
- Dream filled spring evenings others have,
I have a breaking, aching heart.

Why should I cry for you, my stranger,
Though you have failed to play your part?
- Long trials for treason others have,
I only have a breaking heart...


On Mistakes

Mistakes are all made in heaven,
Carefully manufactured by G*d.
To understand them takes a forever –
A forever that’s lonely and cold…

When I’m finally old (maybe bitter),
When I learn all that has to be taught,
I may than understand life is prettier,
With those lessons sent from above…


***

Your every breath
- so dear to me,
Threatens the fragile
Candlelight

Your every glance
- heart skips a beat,
Brightens the darkness
Of the night

Your every smile
- my sorrows melt
In happines I've never known

The only fact
I do regret
Is you will never
Be my own


Shall we?

Shall we gather
At Time's deathbed
When his final hour comes?
Shall we see his wisdom shaking
In the fear of setting suns?
Shall we,
All his mighty children,
Shed a tear and mourn his end?
No, my dearest -
We shall tremble
- A new Time is close at hand...


Silence

We seek for words to break the silence,
But once it’s torn – to sew it up
-
We could use hope, or even violence –
It still would never be enough.

For silence is a fragile being,
The spirit of unspoken words
-
Its mystery needs no revealing –
Let’s leave its mystery to gods…


Bat Mitzvah

I am the Daughter of Commandments,
So far from where the Temple stood,
I walk the streets where milions perished,
Turned into Sunrise Avenues.

I keep my eyes and heart wide open,
Hoping that what's foretold will come,
Hoping the sacred Name, unspoken,
Unites the kin of Abraham...


....

I sit in the darkest corner
Of your clueless, tortured mind
And I search for thoughts unbroken
Though I fear what's there to find.

I hear your strong voice now trembling
With desire for new pain -

I know you've been dreaming lately...

My lord, you should be ashamed!


I have failed

I have failed -
Sleeping souls won't wake up
To the voices that promise redemption.
I have failed -
There will be no great flood
All the Scripts have forgotten to mention.
I have failed -
For this world has no reason
Just to turn, hoping to escape time.
I have failed -
But since there are billions,
Why should all the blame ever be mine?!


....

As I look I can see your smile fading,
(as the blue, sun-kissed sky, too, must fade)
I can find no sweet joy of returning,
I can feel your mind turning away.

As I open you, little by little,
(as the old patriarch opens His book)
I can find no words with which to fiddle,
I hear silence thats misunderstood.

As I walk down the path thats emerging,
(as white angels emerge from the snow)
I can find but a castle thats ageing,
I can rest where the rivers don't flow.


The wishes of the proud

Gild the lilies in your garden,
Steal the starlight - paint it gold!
Meet the end and still run further,
Reach perfection and evolve!

Feed your pride with endless prizes -
May your fame forever shine...

- While you let your self - pride flourish,
Please, don't hurt the pride of mine!


...

I walk the streets, no longer mine,
Where as a child I used to play -
With cold denial on my mind,
No tears to cry, No words to say.

I see a friend's face in the crowd -
I freeze, affraid to catch his eye.
I do not want a false "hello"
After a true and deep "goodbye".

Once I was torn and thrown away
From where I thought I'd found a home,
I swore to leave the well known path
And find my own new road alone...


***

Shine like a pearl shines
Subtly in the dark -
Modest but willing
To outshine all stars.

Ache like a soul aches,
Bruised and torn apart -
Never believe in
Time who heals the scars.

Grow but remember
Not to leap to far,
For it's so easy
Just to dissapear -

Wake up your courage
And before you start,
Open your blind mind
In the face of fear...


***

You, with your sparkling
Young ebony eyes,
Centuries of sadness,
Damaged hopes and - Wings,
- Painful sweet memories,
Way back when you flied,
So far from human negligence and tears.

Me - my eyes open, in all shades of blue,
Aiming much higher, but failing to win -

Needless desire,
Where goals are so few,
For my bright beauty
Shines empty
Within.


Us?

The air is so banally sticky
With everything we did not say –
Pretending to play by the rules
When there were none set to obey.

Pretending that we are together,
Because we share the same old lies –

Still sticking by the dumb hellos,
When all that’s left are the goodbyes…


Nowhereland

In the dark of Nowhere forest,
Nowhere leaves on Nowhere trees,
Listening to Nowhere stories,
Nowhere is a soul to see

Nowhere dawn comes gently on me,
Bringing songs of Nowhere birds,

Nowhere death is sweetly calling,
Bringing peace to Nowhere world…


Thou shallst not.

Thou shallst not expect a prize
For thy sacrifice of self –
Sorrow – it will bleed you dry,
History ‘ll put you on a shelf!

Brother, sister – so they’re called,
But they’ll come in dead of night,
-
They will come and leave you cold,
When the sun burns shining bright…


***

I scream in a failed attempt
To suppress the pounding noise

In the airless cage of ribs
My heart stops,
Without a choice.

I won't bother to wake up,
I'll forget to draw my breaths...

Just like I forgot to laugh.

Lord... it'll be
An easy death...


***

I am a sailboat that fails in stormy weather
I am a bullet - fearing gun in fighter's hands
I am the knife that keeps the golden knots together
I am the shortest story that will never end

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