A collection of sounds and sentences — organised in different ways. 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airhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/forgot/https://anattanergui.com/poem/forgot/Slowly happened One day — for years then It didn’t happen Just now, it camehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/fortune/https://anattanergui.com/poem/fortune/Sun is fortune Rain is fortune Earthquakes Floodshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/found-and-dropped/https://anattanergui.com/poem/found-and-dropped/Cupped among branches Shaded up high — few sticks, twigs Some fur, and feathers Secretions driedhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/free-healthcare/https://anattanergui.com/poem/free-healthcare/You get sick Call emergency An ambulance arrives Picks you up and carries youhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/freezer/https://anattanergui.com/poem/freezer/Minus 25 celsius Warehouse stacked with boxes Of frozen Potato chips, mash, peas, ice creamhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/fuck-the-dependable/https://anattanergui.com/poem/fuck-the-dependable/Fuck all the metaphors The clichés Fuck them all What’s therehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/fulfilment/https://anattanergui.com/poem/fulfilment/Life Becomes the enactment Of what We becomehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/full-service/https://anattanergui.com/poem/full-service/When they are dead Their names are etched Into stone — Polished smoothhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/futility/https://anattanergui.com/poem/futility/Futility raises its head Stirring in bed with death Before, during And afterhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/future/https://anattanergui.com/poem/future/Heat — There was And youth Amidst time https://anattanergui.com/poem/gateway/https://anattanergui.com/poem/gateway/Philosophy Is the name For all things Related to thoughthttps://anattanergui.com/poem/genesis/https://anattanergui.com/poem/genesis/Only If, only One could touch — Another https://anattanergui.com/poem/ghosted-self/https://anattanergui.com/poem/ghosted-self/If self-possession means To possess the self Then it is A contradiction in termshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/ghosts/https://anattanergui.com/poem/ghosts/Unstated Just below the surface — Expectation Hopes and desires that https://anattanergui.com/poem/gilded-shadows/https://anattanergui.com/poem/gilded-shadows/Insatiable voyeurs Gathered around gallows Gorging on carrion — Dead spectacle https://anattanergui.com/poem/given/https://anattanergui.com/poem/given/Like space and time Like sun and stars, the wide sky, and grass Like night and day, mountains and trees — Like growing up and growing oldhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/god-is-a-jealous-lover/https://anattanergui.com/poem/god-is-a-jealous-lover/She would not tolerate That you turn toward and face — Even look at — Anyone but herhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/god-speaks/https://anattanergui.com/poem/god-speaks/Reckless destruction Sickness, agony And death Unimaginable crueltyhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/godhead/https://anattanergui.com/poem/godhead/God — whatever name we give it — Is necessary Absolutely necessary Existentially and philosophicallyhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/good-news/https://anattanergui.com/poem/good-news/The days Of authority Penance And imprisonment —https://anattanergui.com/poem/grace/https://anattanergui.com/poem/grace/Grace is not happenstance — Not some sudden or special moment of insight Not a lightning strike Nor an epiphanyhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/graces/https://anattanergui.com/poem/graces/Toast, buttered Three fried eggs Hash — brown Heavenhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/grey/https://anattanergui.com/poem/grey/Between two things There is only black and white Among three There is greyhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/grief/https://anattanergui.com/poem/grief/Grief is not For What or who Is no morehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/groceries/https://anattanergui.com/poem/groceries/You cannot buy groceries With theories Or ideas — nor walk into a shop As disembodied consciousnesshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/groups-for-groups/https://anattanergui.com/poem/groups-for-groups/All societies All systems of government Stand upon — And conceal —https://anattanergui.com/poem/growing-up/https://anattanergui.com/poem/growing-up/What’s growing up But seeing — And then seeing through The impossibilities https://anattanergui.com/poem/habitations/https://anattanergui.com/poem/habitations/Habits are not Foreign bodies Ingested Nor parasiteshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/half-awake/https://anattanergui.com/poem/half-awake/What life is this — This duration from waking To working To sleeping —https://anattanergui.com/poem/half-life/https://anattanergui.com/poem/half-life/Double beds — Artefacts of desire Like treadmills bought In flashes of anticipation https://anattanergui.com/poem/hall-of-mirrors/https://anattanergui.com/poem/hall-of-mirrors/Do you really want to speak — The final truth Can you even speak Your own namehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/hallucinating-factory/https://anattanergui.com/poem/hallucinating-factory/Another carrot Dangles over there Not here, not now but there — In the empty space and timehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/hallucination/https://anattanergui.com/poem/hallucination/What’s all this noise — Tinnitus, thoughts Worries tangled with hopes Fears chasing desireshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/heart/https://anattanergui.com/poem/heart/My father Lives in me His judging gaze looks out through me — Sometimes https://anattanergui.com/poem/held/https://anattanergui.com/poem/held/Of the wind, the rush Echoing in a cave Held in Taken by the cavehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/here/https://anattanergui.com/poem/here/Human, or not — Here you are And here I am Here, then, is —https://anattanergui.com/poem/here-ward/https://anattanergui.com/poem/here-ward/I keep returning To you — Inward Here-wardhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/heretics/https://anattanergui.com/poem/heretics/When they are dead They are exalted — centuries later Statues in public squares Plaques, streets, shrineshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/hollow-king/https://anattanergui.com/poem/hollow-king/Poppycock of poppycocks — In a field sown thick with poppycocks Blarney of blarneys Absurdity of absurdities —https://anattanergui.com/poem/homage/https://anattanergui.com/poem/homage/The demolishing Of both Teacher and teaching Is the only https://anattanergui.com/poem/how/https://anattanergui.com/poem/how/How can anyone Ever understand, their own mind Truly understand Without ever, fully, going https://anattanergui.com/poem/human-condition/https://anattanergui.com/poem/human-condition/You speak — again — Expecting, hoping An embrace Touchhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/i/https://anattanergui.com/poem/i/Any formulation Of what’s called Truth, Absolute, Brahman Tao, Godhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/i-i-know/https://anattanergui.com/poem/i-i-know/Once again, it seems Reclined — dark all around No hope or fear Knowing all I face —https://anattanergui.com/poem/i-am/https://anattanergui.com/poem/i-am/Every fucker knows I am What most don’t know Is that https://anattanergui.com/poem/i-am-that/https://anattanergui.com/poem/i-am-that/What could I wish, knowing That I am As The Buddha Is As God, The All Knowerhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/i-am-ing/https://anattanergui.com/poem/i-am-ing/To say I am requires Language Experience And their meetinghttps://anattanergui.com/poem/i-equals-body/https://anattanergui.com/poem/i-equals-body/The very fact of this expression Makes it irrefutable That the body exists If it weren’t, these words wouldn’t arise —https://anattanergui.com/poem/identity/https://anattanergui.com/poem/identity/I am God He said excitedly Approaching my desk — A sign held out before himhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/if-then/https://anattanergui.com/poem/if-then/If there’s something I cannot know I am not omniscient If God knows all that is God is omniscienthttps://anattanergui.com/poem/ignorance/https://anattanergui.com/poem/ignorance/Agents of organised religions — Theologians, evangelists Have the impulse To look outside https://anattanergui.com/poem/illusory-self/https://anattanergui.com/poem/illusory-self/Illusory self is narration — No narration No illusory self But not all narration —https://anattanergui.com/poem/imago/https://anattanergui.com/poem/imago/O Man An infant, newborn, yet to be Decrepit, old, lame and dumb O Manhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/imago-dei/https://anattanergui.com/poem/imago-dei/Sovereignty is Indistinguishable from Aloneness Without relationshiphttps://anattanergui.com/poem/impersonal/https://anattanergui.com/poem/impersonal/Impersonal Does not refer to Ethereal, otherworldly Abstract, unrootedhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/impossibility/https://anattanergui.com/poem/impossibility/It is impossible to explain Creation In any rational way As soon as we beginhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/improbability/https://anattanergui.com/poem/improbability/There’s something strange Improbable about — Being at ease Within a stretch —https://anattanergui.com/poem/in/https://anattanergui.com/poem/in/In absolute unknowing All becomes known In utter unspeakability All becomes speakablehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/in-defence-of-thought/https://anattanergui.com/poem/in-defence-of-thought/This little mind — This automatic, self-starting machinery Of thinking, labelling, planning, scheming, judging Of plotting, wanting, hoping, replayinghttps://anattanergui.com/poem/in-my-bed/https://anattanergui.com/poem/in-my-bed/In my bed — Never a second late Or an instant too soon — Universe comes https://anattanergui.com/poem/in-the-first-place/https://anattanergui.com/poem/in-the-first-place/Without a self To be shamed — be proud The yardstick against which Words and deeds are measuredhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/in-whose-name/https://anattanergui.com/poem/in-whose-name/What legitimises Use of force Violence — By any collectivehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/individual-consciousness/https://anattanergui.com/poem/individual-consciousness/Individual means Individual consciousness Consciousness — individual consciousness Is indivisible and bestowshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/indivisibility/https://anattanergui.com/poem/indivisibility/To say there are two things One of which does not exist — To say awareness alone is true And appearance false, untrue, or unreal —https://anattanergui.com/poem/ineffable/https://anattanergui.com/poem/ineffable/I am the mystic, the sage The saint and the idiot I am the lunatic The murdererhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/infiltration/https://anattanergui.com/poem/infiltration/Thought is the only thing That seeks to continue Being without form — It infiltrates form — human —https://anattanergui.com/poem/inna-lillahi-wa-inna-ilayhi-raji-un/https://anattanergui.com/poem/inna-lillahi-wa-inna-ilayhi-raji-un/What does the world appear to me as Appealing or unappealing Yet I know — it is the same world A mound of fleshhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/insatiability/https://anattanergui.com/poem/insatiability/No experience Of this world or any other Can ever satisfy Or be enoughhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/instrument/https://anattanergui.com/poem/instrument/Why blame The executioner The arrows, gallows, swords Why killhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/integration/https://anattanergui.com/poem/integration/Dearest — You are the word That I speak How can I sayhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/intent/https://anattanergui.com/poem/intent/Intention To what does it belong To who Me, this little, tinyhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/interaction/https://anattanergui.com/poem/interaction/The seepage, perversion And contamination Is utterly total It controls and dictateshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/invisible-ink/https://anattanergui.com/poem/invisible-ink/I do not recall a day or time When I entered into an agreement — signed a contract — With the world at large, a group A society, a country, a religionhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/irreducible-aloneness/https://anattanergui.com/poem/irreducible-aloneness/Who can I speak to Who hears me — Talking to myself My whole lifehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/is-forever/https://anattanergui.com/poem/is-forever/Nothing is not nothing It is something Nothing cannot be It can be a word —https://anattanergui.com/poem/ishq/https://anattanergui.com/poem/ishq/Who sits For an hour or two Bound — Wide-eyed, enrapturedhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/it/https://anattanergui.com/poem/it/10,000 BCE Or a million — 1 AD Or 10,000https://anattanergui.com/poem/it-not/https://anattanergui.com/poem/it-not/Not-soul Trapped in body Confined Wailshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/itself/https://anattanergui.com/poem/itself/Breathing This breath, unseen — being pulled Going in — and then Out —https://anattanergui.com/poem/just-this/https://anattanergui.com/poem/just-this/If I imagined — If I could shape days and nights Draw how each might unfold Decide what I’d feelhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/khudi/https://anattanergui.com/poem/khudi/In whose selfhood I was Before arriving as self — My mother that is In whose selfhood I will behttps://anattanergui.com/poem/knowledge/https://anattanergui.com/poem/knowledge/Knowledge Has never been Will never be Is neverhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/known/https://anattanergui.com/poem/known/Awareness is That is all that will ever be known Nothing more will ever be known Universe, time, starshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/kun/https://anattanergui.com/poem/kun/Beyond The veil There is a room A big roomhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/lam-yalid-wa-lam-yulad/https://anattanergui.com/poem/lam-yalid-wa-lam-yulad/Essence refers to — Can only refer to — Must refer to — An object of perceptionhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/left-coat/https://anattanergui.com/poem/left-coat/Do you remember the coat You used to love — Brown, woven with black And white threads —https://anattanergui.com/poem/leverage/https://anattanergui.com/poem/leverage/Pain Colonises completely Melts certainty — resistance Controls more absolutelyhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/life/https://anattanergui.com/poem/life/Can life be known Directly — First-hand Like I can know a cup —https://anattanergui.com/poem/like-a-dog/https://anattanergui.com/poem/like-a-dog/I loved her — Gave up opportunities Places And people https://anattanergui.com/poem/logos/https://anattanergui.com/poem/logos/Guards, watching Washing, clothing Nourishing — The starved, plaguedhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/love/https://anattanergui.com/poem/love/No pardon Is included No exception Impliedhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/machinery/https://anattanergui.com/poem/machinery/Complaints, allegations, accusations Meetings, arrests, transfers Examinations, histories, admissions Confinements https://anattanergui.com/poem/mania/https://anattanergui.com/poem/mania/The vine — Teeming with flowers Burdened by leaves — Branches surginghttps://anattanergui.com/poem/manufacture-of-lack/https://anattanergui.com/poem/manufacture-of-lack/Does attractiveness signify A presence — quality or quantity — In the object perceived Or is it lack —https://anattanergui.com/poem/marching-in-place/https://anattanergui.com/poem/marching-in-place/As if time were a line We fall in to march Second by second From an imagined beginning https://anattanergui.com/poem/maya/https://anattanergui.com/poem/maya/Insatiable Obscene In itself absorbed Infinityhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/me/https://anattanergui.com/poem/me/My penguin Is me It has no image To framehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/meaning/https://anattanergui.com/poem/meaning/It is not speaking Not talking Not writing But communicatinghttps://anattanergui.com/poem/mercy/https://anattanergui.com/poem/mercy/What if life were not futile — If it held a meaning, a purpose Would it be more worth living If there were an end goalhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/metaphysical-rot/https://anattanergui.com/poem/metaphysical-rot/Bullshit Pathetic rubbish Phlegm and spit Inconsequential grothttps://anattanergui.com/poem/metaphysics/https://anattanergui.com/poem/metaphysics/From all practical perspectives Physical, psychological, emotional Social, cultural, financial Living is futilehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/middle/https://anattanergui.com/poem/middle/Appears Shifts shapes Moves around Shows entire worlds https://anattanergui.com/poem/mind/https://anattanergui.com/poem/mind/Mind Is the mechanism Beheld, beholder and beholding Of appearinghttps://anattanergui.com/poem/mind-alone/https://anattanergui.com/poem/mind-alone/Images Do not contact eyes But mind Objectshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/miracle/https://anattanergui.com/poem/miracle/Skyscrapers and rockets Sprawling roads and monster trucks Palaces, pyramids and monuments Symphonies and librarieshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/mirror/https://anattanergui.com/poem/mirror/What can possibly Ever exist, without Mirror Nothing — not as a thinghttps://anattanergui.com/poem/mirror-we-cannot-be/https://anattanergui.com/poem/mirror-we-cannot-be/What’s the most intimate Thing we can offer — Give to another Our nakedness —https://anattanergui.com/poem/misnaming-care/https://anattanergui.com/poem/misnaming-care/A lamp, an inert object Does not care For a table Another object — thinghttps://anattanergui.com/poem/misnomer/https://anattanergui.com/poem/misnomer/In the absence of a self That could cast reflection — What does — what can — Self-reflection meanhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/misplaced/https://anattanergui.com/poem/misplaced/Posthumous awards To whom They belong Can’t be https://anattanergui.com/poem/modern-slavery/https://anattanergui.com/poem/modern-slavery/It would seem a waste Of a lifetime Of potential To see a young personhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/more/https://anattanergui.com/poem/more/More, more And more You lose People, places, nameshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/mortar/https://anattanergui.com/poem/mortar/You experience intimacy In proximity — Of someone To preserve that —https://anattanergui.com/poem/mortgage/https://anattanergui.com/poem/mortgage/Institutions are Proxies — simulacra — Ego conjures Against extinctionhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/name-and-form/https://anattanergui.com/poem/name-and-form/Your worldly name Is not yours Nor your name Only https://anattanergui.com/poem/necessity/https://anattanergui.com/poem/necessity/You cannot, must not Build anything Upon nothing Yet everyone trieshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/negation/https://anattanergui.com/poem/negation/No system is an open system A system by definition — Is closed There is no possibility, thereforehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/neither-god-nor-me/https://anattanergui.com/poem/neither-god-nor-me/Who is God — Without me Constrained, flummoxed Bamboozledhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/never-get-there/https://anattanergui.com/poem/never-get-there/Where do you go — Cleaning the house Watching TV — More of the samehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/never-yours/https://anattanergui.com/poem/never-yours/Why be this way What has been lost What did you have That you gave awayhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/no-door/https://anattanergui.com/poem/no-door/Withdrawal After advance Is that not what happens — You advancehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/no-longer/https://anattanergui.com/poem/no-longer/Where have you gone O heart Why do you no longer Yearn, desire, and ache https://anattanergui.com/poem/no-me-nowhere/https://anattanergui.com/poem/no-me-nowhere/I have looked Up and down Right and left Deep inside https://anattanergui.com/poem/no-mind/https://anattanergui.com/poem/no-mind/No mind Refers to an absurd Conceptual negation Of mindhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/no-other/https://anattanergui.com/poem/no-other/How could one possibly Ever Love another When there is not https://anattanergui.com/poem/no-path/https://anattanergui.com/poem/no-path/Did you really think That there could be Paths In infinity —https://anattanergui.com/poem/no-title/https://anattanergui.com/poem/no-title/Unknown poet I am You are That’s allhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/no-view-from-nowhere/https://anattanergui.com/poem/no-view-from-nowhere/There is not Has never been Will never be A perspectivehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/no-self/https://anattanergui.com/poem/no-self/For long — sometimes too long — Nothing comes To replace the demolished ruins Ashes and dust cloudhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/no-self-talk/https://anattanergui.com/poem/no-self-talk/All talk Is no-self talk Why Because there is no one out therehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/non-attachment/https://anattanergui.com/poem/non-attachment/Rendered incapable Of believing Of suspending disbelief Of common pleasureshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/nonduality/https://anattanergui.com/poem/nonduality/There can only be Two possibilities Either I Equals Godhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/none/https://anattanergui.com/poem/none/Late-nights won’t always be here Nor early mornings, late evenings No days will be here No sun, no skyhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/nonsense/https://anattanergui.com/poem/nonsense/What makes falling fall How can falling Be made To fallhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/not/https://anattanergui.com/poem/not/Not Is the only word I’ve found For what’s calledhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/not-quite/https://anattanergui.com/poem/not-quite/Fanaa Is not quite fanaa But realisation, revelation Of faanihttps://anattanergui.com/poem/not-duality/https://anattanergui.com/poem/not-duality/What I am Is not present, but absent For whenever I look for this I, I find No onehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/not-paradox/https://anattanergui.com/poem/not-paradox/I am equal To all the Buddhas Of all times No sage or saviour — https://anattanergui.com/poem/nothing-alone/https://anattanergui.com/poem/nothing-alone/What does thinking conclude That every thing — Including thinking and thought — Ceases to behttps://anattanergui.com/poem/nothing-is-at-stake/https://anattanergui.com/poem/nothing-is-at-stake/What is the best way to dream Can a dream be successful — purpose-driven, ethical Congruent, integrated, moral Is there a way to dreamhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/now/https://anattanergui.com/poem/now/In reviewing tomorrow’s Each step as yesterday’s Today becomes The only new dayhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/nowhere/https://anattanergui.com/poem/nowhere/This world woken up By physicality’s calls — Suspended in sleep Shows ethereality’s worldhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/oblivion/https://anattanergui.com/poem/oblivion/Waking state Dream state Sleep state In any statehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/of/https://anattanergui.com/poem/of/Absence is not absence It is absence of presence Of something — Previously presenthttps://anattanergui.com/poem/older-as-young/https://anattanergui.com/poem/older-as-young/I was older as young Growing younger as adult Caught in adolescence During adulthoodhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/on-objectification/https://anattanergui.com/poem/on-objectification/So I’m told not to objectify When I see a cat, I shouldn’t see a cat But a living being What if I have a teddy bearhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/on-rights/https://anattanergui.com/poem/on-rights/Rights Are usurpations by collective Of right Naturally belonging https://anattanergui.com/poem/on-whom/https://anattanergui.com/poem/on-whom/On whom Is the joke of it all The joke of seeking To become, behttps://anattanergui.com/poem/on-your-own/https://anattanergui.com/poem/on-your-own/As a husband Or wife — Have you never thought You might live more easilyhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/one-and-other/https://anattanergui.com/poem/one-and-other/The third May be one alone The mask, the bridge Between one and otherhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/one-gaze/https://anattanergui.com/poem/one-gaze/All distinctions — Are false No distinction Between outerhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/one-thing/https://anattanergui.com/poem/one-thing/What is worth Defending Speaking about Truthhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/one-way/https://anattanergui.com/poem/one-way/Civility is a one-way door That once entered Brands shame In the gap between skinhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/only/https://anattanergui.com/poem/only/I, you You, I Neither you, nor I Only I, only youhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/only-as-human/https://anattanergui.com/poem/only-as-human/How can the centre Of a circle Ever Ask any questionhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/operative/https://anattanergui.com/poem/operative/It doesn’t take long To see That all mythologies Theories, and beliefshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/or-is-it/https://anattanergui.com/poem/or-is-it/You live Then, you die Isn’t that — The strangest thinghttps://anattanergui.com/poem/orphan/https://anattanergui.com/poem/orphan/Orphan What writes Is there writing — Word, sound, feelinghttps://anattanergui.com/poem/ox-press/https://anattanergui.com/poem/ox-press/Drinking Sobering Drinking Soberinghttps://anattanergui.com/poem/oxymoron/https://anattanergui.com/poem/oxymoron/Health Is incompatible With body Health body https://anattanergui.com/poem/paradox/https://anattanergui.com/poem/paradox/I write I think But never has a self Ever written, spoken, or heardhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/patheticnicity/https://anattanergui.com/poem/patheticnicity/Through writing — Man gives himself substantiation That does not exist In 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an object All that I ever worked for Was an objecthttps://anattanergui.com/poem/positive-thinking/https://anattanergui.com/poem/positive-thinking/It’s not all havoc Not all wars and invasions — Displacement, destruction, death Not all corruption, propaganda, divisionhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/power/https://anattanergui.com/poem/power/What’s the difference Between one who bares their flesh And one who lays bare their soul — Their mind, their heart —https://anattanergui.com/poem/prayer/https://anattanergui.com/poem/prayer/Lord — Is it I Who forgets you — Or youhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/presence/https://anattanergui.com/poem/presence/What if I didn’t think Right now I’d sit Or lie down https://anattanergui.com/poem/products-and-services/https://anattanergui.com/poem/products-and-services/What can the body Ever want From another body Comforthttps://anattanergui.com/poem/profanity-in-service/https://anattanergui.com/poem/profanity-in-service/One can only ever Give — truly give — What one has, in actuality Factuallyhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/prophet-s-dilemma/https://anattanergui.com/poem/prophet-s-dilemma/Sticks and stones break your bones — After Your words have broken Whole worlds https://anattanergui.com/poem/protector-parrots/https://anattanergui.com/poem/protector-parrots/Prosecutors, panels and parrots Protectors of the regulatory order Judging whether the public — Conjured ghosts —https://anattanergui.com/poem/proxy/https://anattanergui.com/poem/proxy/One word Just say — today I know you wouldn’t So I’ll speakhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/publication-paradox/https://anattanergui.com/poem/publication-paradox/To write a word or a sentence Requires understanding of its meaning To share, publish, or distribute that writing Requires a conviction — a hope, or desire —https://anattanergui.com/poem/purgatory/https://anattanergui.com/poem/purgatory/Early morning And ready for work A cup of tea, scone Jeans, T-shirt, tatty 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experience Without Being someone https://anattanergui.com/poem/refutation/https://anattanergui.com/poem/refutation/How long have I been awake I do not know How long have I been dreaming I do not knowhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/reprieves/https://anattanergui.com/poem/reprieves/Left alone Upon the planet No humans, animals No relationships to maintainhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/repulsion/https://anattanergui.com/poem/repulsion/Rejection is The fundamental, foremost Mechanism by which Any being, sentient or otherwisehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/residues/https://anattanergui.com/poem/residues/Carrying yesterday on my back I went to bed last night Sitting on my chest I found it this morninghttps://anattanergui.com/poem/retrofitting/https://anattanergui.com/poem/retrofitting/The perspective and focus Of psychology — Is entirely retroactive Absurdly, comicallyhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/revaluation-of-value/https://anattanergui.com/poem/revaluation-of-value/Do these words — Count for anything Does a brick of gold, when you are hungry Count for anythinghttps://anattanergui.com/poem/revolt/https://anattanergui.com/poem/revolt/Seeing his insignificance — What can man do But rebel against Or laugh in the face ofhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/riddled-with-doubt/https://anattanergui.com/poem/riddled-with-doubt/I doubt If tonight will come — Let alone tomorrow If any word written or read https://anattanergui.com/poem/risk-assessment/https://anattanergui.com/poem/risk-assessment/That sheep in a herd of sheep That one there — Second from left, third row From the fronthttps://anattanergui.com/poem/rock-bottom/https://anattanergui.com/poem/rock-bottom/Screaming, shouting, yelling — Whispering, talking Stumbling, dancing Stuttering, chasinghttps://anattanergui.com/poem/rounding/https://anattanergui.com/poem/rounding/Sheep dogs Barking Running Aroundhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/sacrament/https://anattanergui.com/poem/sacrament/So you don’t confess Your pain and sorrow To the priest anymore You don’t bowhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/sacrifice/https://anattanergui.com/poem/sacrifice/Sacrifice means — Paying the fullest price For something you never got With something https://anattanergui.com/poem/safety-blanket/https://anattanergui.com/poem/safety-blanket/If you could choose Would you forego Long life — passionless — For a short onehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/same-i/https://anattanergui.com/poem/same-i/2016 - 2066 Etched in iron On a drain cover In the roadhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/same-old-shit/https://anattanergui.com/poem/same-old-shit/Old shit New shit Same old shit Isn’t thathttps://anattanergui.com/poem/samsara/https://anattanergui.com/poem/samsara/Trapped in a world Of competing demands — From inside and out Longing to resthttps://anattanergui.com/poem/schmutz/https://anattanergui.com/poem/schmutz/That layer of ingrained Dust — grime — That comes from touch On your handshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/seamless/https://anattanergui.com/poem/seamless/Seamlessly blended In unbroken beholding — A million senses This —https://anattanergui.com/poem/second-hand-god/https://anattanergui.com/poem/second-hand-god/Religious fanatics — Haunted By their holy books Academics —https://anattanergui.com/poem/secured/https://anattanergui.com/poem/secured/Old scraps Pieces of paper Notebooks, copies So easy to clearhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/seeing/https://anattanergui.com/poem/seeing/Not different But unique That’s you Not uniquehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/self/https://anattanergui.com/poem/self/There is not Nor can be A neutral Lenshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/sensitivity/https://anattanergui.com/poem/sensitivity/What is A living body But a bundle Of sensitivityhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/severed/https://anattanergui.com/poem/severed/Not In space But behind the psychic walls Isolatedhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/shadow/https://anattanergui.com/poem/shadow/Why speak of integrating something — That you do not cast That does not belong to you That has no will of its ownhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/shoddy-bastards/https://anattanergui.com/poem/shoddy-bastards/Salesmen, mechanics, engineers of flesh and mind Tinkerers of the soul — Always fixing, always selling For centurieshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/shows/https://anattanergui.com/poem/shows/As a wall Around the body As a mask Over the mouthhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/shunning/https://anattanergui.com/poem/shunning/Hacking The wild, unruly Digressive Razing https://anattanergui.com/poem/silence/https://anattanergui.com/poem/silence/When all narratives end — All recollections Imaginings dissolve When all speechhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/simultaneous/https://anattanergui.com/poem/simultaneous/Utter vacuity Of not even Being Andhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/sitting-in-silence/https://anattanergui.com/poem/sitting-in-silence/Shall I sit In silence Very well then — I shall sit in silencehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/size-of-concern/https://anattanergui.com/poem/size-of-concern/Does the size Of a concern Depend upon its life-or-death stakes Orhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/sleep-s-sky/https://anattanergui.com/poem/sleep-s-sky/In the quiet dark — Spark all worlds Swirling beneath eyes closed And displayed out in open —https://anattanergui.com/poem/so-simple/https://anattanergui.com/poem/so-simple/It was all So simple So clear Transparenthttps://anattanergui.com/poem/solitude/https://anattanergui.com/poem/solitude/For long, I have longed To speak to you the way I speak to myself For long I could not find you — Always away or lost in thoughtshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/source/https://anattanergui.com/poem/source/Not a wavering will but The Unwavering Source Inspires and drives This https://anattanergui.com/poem/sovereignty/https://anattanergui.com/poem/sovereignty/The individual possesses Inherent sovereignty Not granted, not derived Irrevocablehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/spacetime/https://anattanergui.com/poem/spacetime/Have I ever experienced Time itself What I experience is motion — A process of going through —https://anattanergui.com/poem/spirituality/https://anattanergui.com/poem/spirituality/Embodiment — What a product In the cornucopia Of spiritualityhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/split-mind/https://anattanergui.com/poem/split-mind/Split — Mind is That which Cannot tolerate what ishttps://anattanergui.com/poem/steadfast/https://anattanergui.com/poem/steadfast/A tap, a click And an empty, new page Steadfast Just ashttps://anattanergui.com/poem/still-stillness/https://anattanergui.com/poem/still-stillness/Utter Stillness Unfathomable, imperturbable Untouchablehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/stillness-in-motion/https://anattanergui.com/poem/stillness-in-motion/Ephemerality perceived In a wisp of breeze On your skin A ray of lighthttps://anattanergui.com/poem/stir/https://anattanergui.com/poem/stir/Something stirs That is all there is — That is all there will ever be Something https://anattanergui.com/poem/strange-people/https://anattanergui.com/poem/strange-people/People around Are strange people They see you the way You can never see youhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/strays/https://anattanergui.com/poem/strays/Do I still behave the same — As I did as a child I sit and write Thoughts that come to mehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/subjectivity/https://anattanergui.com/poem/subjectivity/This camera — Simultaneously capturing And displaying Three-dimensional worldhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/subtle/https://anattanergui.com/poem/subtle/Imperceptible Sensing Wordlessly Comprehendedhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/suicide/https://anattanergui.com/poem/suicide/One life ends One consciousness — one mind — Ends Others do nothttps://anattanergui.com/poem/summum-bukmun-umyum/https://anattanergui.com/poem/summum-bukmun-umyum/Like me Around the globe Searching eyes — seeking heads — awaken Reach for words, images, future possibilitieshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/surface/https://anattanergui.com/poem/surface/The who And the what That’s born And dies —https://anattanergui.com/poem/surrender/https://anattanergui.com/poem/surrender/Peace, O Peace Your Majesty Untouched Stillhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/sweetheart/https://anattanergui.com/poem/sweetheart/Sweetheart — If I could say to you Something true What would I sayhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/sympathy/https://anattanergui.com/poem/sympathy/When I am in agonising pain — Physical or emotional — Do I want around me Someone I deeply care abouthttps://anattanergui.com/poem/talking-shit/https://anattanergui.com/poem/talking-shit/Talking through their asses Rather than mouths Or through their mouths What ought to come out of their asseshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/tat-tvam-nasi/https://anattanergui.com/poem/tat-tvam-nasi/Is God — Or whatever is called The ultimate — Aware of —https://anattanergui.com/poem/tawaf/https://anattanergui.com/poem/tawaf/I speak — write To you And if neither I Nor you are substantialhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/testament/https://anattanergui.com/poem/testament/God is But God is Asleep I amhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/that-i-am/https://anattanergui.com/poem/that-i-am/Could I think — Without word The question contains Its answerhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/that-i-be/https://anattanergui.com/poem/that-i-be/Awake I return To a world entirely unique — sensed, remembered Narrated only by me Asleep it washes, like dust off a mirrorhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/that-which-perceives-form/https://anattanergui.com/poem/that-which-perceives-form/Form Is that-which-perceives form That-which-perceives form Is both form and https://anattanergui.com/poem/the/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the/What does The Daily life Havehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-accomplishment/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-accomplishment/What is domestication But hardwiring In the psyche — Laying tracks in the mindhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-addict/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-addict/What does The so-called addict Truly know — If not thishttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-aloneness/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-aloneness/The aloneness — In man’s heart Is God’s It is out of that https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-blind-seer/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-blind-seer/I may appear to be this person — Carrying this frame Shuffling slowly Aimlessly sittinghttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-boy/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-boy/The boy said I also need my own space — Not a room Shared with othershttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-brew/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-brew/I wake in the morning To the sounds Of wild beasts — Or the rain patteringhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-broken-tool/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-broken-tool/You can never say a single thing About truth, love Beauty Or beinghttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-divine/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-divine/What can ever truly be — Divine Is it silence — awareness — emptiness — God — Brahman —https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-dreaming-i/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-dreaming-i/There was a person I was speaking to About something — or nothing In a dream I had And then I woke uphttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-dying-misnamed/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-dying-misnamed/Does it not become obvious In five seconds That what we call living Is a misnomerhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-empty-instant/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-empty-instant/What would I do with a longer life With a few thousand hours Even these moments — Of what use is time to mehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-first-cause/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-first-cause/Elephant — In the room That boardroom — Or that cellhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-forgetting-itself/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-forgetting-itself/Shame virus Slithering through every vein of this world A plague caught at birth The master leashhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-gap/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-gap/Only through observation Of another’s demise Is mortality, time, and finiteness Concocted https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-god-complex/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-god-complex/Wouldn’t you grant Absolute, tangible Incontrovertible Free willhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-grave/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-grave/Spoken in mind Poems, verses Behind closed eyes Some https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-holy-ghost/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-holy-ghost/Like a barrel scraped raw — drained dry — Purged to the last drop — But what truly spilled out When something still clingshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-howling/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-howling/On this Godforsaken land of men I waited for a man — Not a caricature Not calm, perfect or radiant —https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-image-inside/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-image-inside/It is never For the person But for the appearance — The image —https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-impossible-knowing/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-impossible-knowing/Life means self Self means life No self, no life No life, no selfhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-industry/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-industry/Am I allowed To be intolerant, childish, adolescent — Immature, petulant Lazy, self-absorbedhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-invasion/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-invasion/How do I know That I am me Because this room This darkness, this hissinghttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-last-idol/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-last-idol/Value is a word that once ingested Seeks to find a place to settle Not unlike truth — it is a contaminant that Scours the earth, soars in the skieshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-last-nothing/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-last-nothing/There is no self There is only self What does it matter — What is said https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-lost-lineage/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-lost-lineage/Truth is not a democracy Yet we vote for it daily Research the market Gather a focus grouphttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-lot-of-the-lot/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-lot-of-the-lot/In the forest a river shows From what it comes And to what it goes — I don’t knowhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-mirror-sage/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-mirror-sage/There is a sage — A seer, did you hear There A man like most, who sits and seeshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-myth-of-unaltered-states/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-myth-of-unaltered-states/Particles pulsing, swirling In boundless expanse Forms fleetingly shaped Through mind’s ephemeral lenshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-naked-heresy/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-naked-heresy/Is it taboo To wed your sister Lie with your mother Or couple with a beast https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-pilgrimage/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-pilgrimage/A staircase Of one hundred twenty-five thousand Skulls Leading down —https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-placeless/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-placeless/From where do I come Wherein do I reside As what do I live And to what do I returnhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-poor-sod/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-poor-sod/Without distance — What is suffering Perceiver — perceiving perceived Not-sufferinghttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-question/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-question/The problem — Whatever the problem may be Between birth and death — Is alwayshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-same-gaze/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-same-gaze/Day: one million Is it not the millionth — And the first — day What makes it feel this way —https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-scar/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-scar/Navel gazing — Is that not The only practice If any practice existshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-shape-of-absence/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-shape-of-absence/Dancing words, appearing like puppets — Dressed pretty in sombre mood Trying to draw the shape of me A line therehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-sightless-eye/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-sightless-eye/No word No sound No thought Can ever be spokenhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-speaking-pond/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-speaking-pond/I see — But do I That there Is reflected in mehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-still-point/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-still-point/Clearly — What feels like waiting — Before anything seems to happen — Is not emptiness —https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-toll/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-toll/Is it mostly serene Blissful, effortless To live Without a selfhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-tree-standing/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-tree-standing/Thought Like lightning Strikes Descendshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-unnatural-recognition/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-unnatural-recognition/For all practical purposes From birth till death — To be in form As human or animalhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-unshared/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-unshared/Who can you entrust What’s written for yourself Stirrings In the emptiness https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-vehicle/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-vehicle/To engage In the impossible feat Of communication Across space and time https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-word/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-word/Could you hear, see, feel, or answer Those burned, hanged, torn apart Stoned to death In your name, in vainhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/the-world/https://anattanergui.com/poem/the-world/It’s impossible For a fish to know The world outside the pond Unless it’s dead https://anattanergui.com/poem/therapy/https://anattanergui.com/poem/therapy/Can you give therapy to a tomato plant — That grows wild Shooting branches every which way Climbing, winding into every crevicehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/there/https://anattanergui.com/poem/there/You don’t want to go Anywhere — The world makes you go This body, that’s not you, makes you https://anattanergui.com/poem/they/https://anattanergui.com/poem/they/They say that I am Human, male So many https://anattanergui.com/poem/thief/https://anattanergui.com/poem/thief/There are many kinds Of griefs — For what is lost What will be lost https://anattanergui.com/poem/this/https://anattanergui.com/poem/this/In the end Is the beginning — And in both Just Thishttps://anattanergui.com/poem/this-bed/https://anattanergui.com/poem/this-bed/This bed — My battlefield All my wars are fought Lost and wonhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/this-flag/https://anattanergui.com/poem/this-flag/I set this flag here Not to claim the ground Or mark my arrival But so you’ll know —https://anattanergui.com/poem/this-is-it/https://anattanergui.com/poem/this-is-it/This Is It THIS is it This IS it This is IThttps://anattanergui.com/poem/this-or-that/https://anattanergui.com/poem/this-or-that/What’s the simplest thing The fact of being Not being this — or that But just beinghttps://anattanergui.com/poem/this-very-here/https://anattanergui.com/poem/this-very-here/They never see The real me They see what I wear Imagine what lies beneathhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/those-who-know-speak/https://anattanergui.com/poem/those-who-know-speak/For an entire lifetime I wrote Wondering If I might stumble https://anattanergui.com/poem/three-bed-house/https://anattanergui.com/poem/three-bed-house/To their own screens Connected — Contracted Among walls, their own https://anattanergui.com/poem/three-seconds/https://anattanergui.com/poem/three-seconds/What’s my relationship With that woman Walking next to me On the footpath https://anattanergui.com/poem/threshold/https://anattanergui.com/poem/threshold/Hear, O watcher — Listener Seer Of this worldhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/through-your-eyes/https://anattanergui.com/poem/through-your-eyes/Precious people Live in my heart — Some gone, some still here — But all, they live there just the samehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/throughlines/https://anattanergui.com/poem/throughlines/My story with A, from 1 to 5 With B, from 2 to 4 C, from 3 to 6 D, from 7 to 9https://anattanergui.com/poem/till-grave/https://anattanergui.com/poem/till-grave/Rock — is Without knowing That it is a rock So — is, a cathttps://anattanergui.com/poem/time/https://anattanergui.com/poem/time/Where When and how Does it begin, did it begin The timehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/to/https://anattanergui.com/poem/to/God Not a single word more Have I got left To sayhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/to-myself/https://anattanergui.com/poem/to-myself/To who else but myself Have I been writing My whole life Entertaininghttps://anattanergui.com/poem/to-see/https://anattanergui.com/poem/to-see/Who goes to another for answers I did — But it was not the others I went tohttps://anattanergui.com/poem/to-whom-but-you/https://anattanergui.com/poem/to-whom-but-you/Allah Mian — Dear Allah Mian To whom but You Can a man speak https://anattanergui.com/poem/to-whom-it-may-concern/https://anattanergui.com/poem/to-whom-it-may-concern/Thank you Even though I don’t know you — Who — or what — do I thank, then Can’t thank myself —https://anattanergui.com/poem/tragedy/https://anattanergui.com/poem/tragedy/Money is probably The most unfortunate, even tragic Contradiction That one must https://anattanergui.com/poem/transience/https://anattanergui.com/poem/transience/Sometimes Perhaps often times It takes a long time Perhaps most of one’s lifehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/translation/https://anattanergui.com/poem/translation/Squatting before the wall Of a cave Bare feet, bearded, stone in hand An old man https://anattanergui.com/poem/trumpet/https://anattanergui.com/poem/trumpet/This body Vessel — The only Trumpet of God https://anattanergui.com/poem/turn/https://anattanergui.com/poem/turn/I heard you speak Through loudspeakers From towering places — Day and night relentless —https://anattanergui.com/poem/two-deaths/https://anattanergui.com/poem/two-deaths/Unaware Of being aware The body sleeps Wakes, liveshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/two-gatherness/https://anattanergui.com/poem/two-gatherness/We try for lifetimes To feel, to touch — Hold tight, draw close To experience togetherness —https://anattanergui.com/poem/umbilical-cord/https://anattanergui.com/poem/umbilical-cord/What happened When the cord was cut — Separation One became twohttps://anattanergui.com/poem/un/https://anattanergui.com/poem/un/To be full You must be empty To be empty You must be nullhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/un-point/https://anattanergui.com/poem/un-point/The point Of it all Is this There isn’t onehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/unasleep/https://anattanergui.com/poem/unasleep/There is No fundamental No essential difference Between insomniahttps://anattanergui.com/poem/uncast/https://anattanergui.com/poem/uncast/I am an actor Without a role to play So I create and play this role Of configuring wordshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/underbelly/https://anattanergui.com/poem/underbelly/Writing is Like exhibitionism Stripping to see — What wouldn’t have been seenhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/undercurrent/https://anattanergui.com/poem/undercurrent/Beauty and love What — Without the undercurrent Of passinghttps://anattanergui.com/poem/unfitting-costume/https://anattanergui.com/poem/unfitting-costume/I am acting Wearing a costume That does not fit With badgeshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/unhindered/https://anattanergui.com/poem/unhindered/Unhindered By demands of decorum And right manner Of speaking https://anattanergui.com/poem/uniqueness/https://anattanergui.com/poem/uniqueness/The path of no one else Can ever Be yours Tracing the pathshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/unknowability/https://anattanergui.com/poem/unknowability/What if one secretly filmed A person’s every movement — Day and night For a week, a month, or even a year —https://anattanergui.com/poem/unknowable/https://anattanergui.com/poem/unknowable/Is there something I’m missing You wonder Is there another place Another statehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/unless/https://anattanergui.com/poem/unless/We fill ourselves With others Loved ones We distribute ourselveshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/unlike-spider/https://anattanergui.com/poem/unlike-spider/A spider That keeps getting stuck Caught, trapped In its own silkhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/unmeasured/https://anattanergui.com/poem/unmeasured/Grade me — On scales, or measuring tapes By my size, shape or form Steps and dexterityhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/unmet/https://anattanergui.com/poem/unmet/Walk around Sit, speak Live together But seldomhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/unnameable/https://anattanergui.com/poem/unnameable/Will not be defined Will not be described Will not be conceived Will not be perceivedhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/unnamed/https://anattanergui.com/poem/unnamed/Having forgotten Who or what I am supposed to be I wander Days and nightshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/unorbiting/https://anattanergui.com/poem/unorbiting/That person — The centre of my life Every day for decades To whom I was tetheredhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/unoriginated/https://anattanergui.com/poem/unoriginated/Have I ever said anything truly original Can I write a single word that is mine alone Can I will one thought into being — One not borrowed, not received https://anattanergui.com/poem/unowned/https://anattanergui.com/poem/unowned/My words are your words — Neither yours nor mine Flowing from a stream Before you, before me —https://anattanergui.com/poem/unquestioning/https://anattanergui.com/poem/unquestioning/I am jealous Sometimes — Not jealous, but quietly envious Perhaps appreciativehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/unseduced/https://anattanergui.com/poem/unseduced/Stopping seeing distortion Does not mean stopping seeing It means seeing undistorted Disillusionment —https://anattanergui.com/poem/unseen/https://anattanergui.com/poem/unseen/Circling, the word Slowly Step, by step Deeperhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/unseen-form/https://anattanergui.com/poem/unseen-form/If I were a speck of dust That could experience the world — And my own being — Just as I dohttps://anattanergui.com/poem/unsummable/https://anattanergui.com/poem/unsummable/Summing up — again Again Or the only time The only instant there is —https://anattanergui.com/poem/unwritten/https://anattanergui.com/poem/unwritten/For hours — I sit Just sit, sipping tea Occasional wandering thoughts https://anattanergui.com/poem/utopia/https://anattanergui.com/poem/utopia/How would it be If people met people And never Off-loaded —https://anattanergui.com/poem/vanishing-point/https://anattanergui.com/poem/vanishing-point/What’s a play In which — about which — You cannot tell Whether you are the audiencehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/vanity/https://anattanergui.com/poem/vanity/All is vanity — Maya Attainments — conceit Meanings — Barking of a doghttps://anattanergui.com/poem/variable-ratio/https://anattanergui.com/poem/variable-ratio/A mouse, in a cage Touches a button — most times — Gets a shock, sensed deeper Each attempthttps://anattanergui.com/poem/vibrations/https://anattanergui.com/poem/vibrations/Family is The smallest structural unit Of society Tribe, or nationhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/vigil/https://anattanergui.com/poem/vigil/Ten thousand years and more I have stood In your gaze — Bright as dayhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/war-on-myself/https://anattanergui.com/poem/war-on-myself/Is cancer winning Let’s outsmart it Beat it, battle it, fight it Conquer the cancerhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/we-sense/https://anattanergui.com/poem/we-sense/We think That we think We sense Not thinkhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/weaving/https://anattanergui.com/poem/weaving/Going is not really Going — but arriving — Is not really — arriving but — Waiting — is not really — waiting https://anattanergui.com/poem/wedge/https://anattanergui.com/poem/wedge/Privacy is an unholy marriage A wedge — Between truth And fear https://anattanergui.com/poem/what/https://anattanergui.com/poem/what/As body — Already dead As self Never bornhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/what-else/https://anattanergui.com/poem/what-else/Everything Everything ever experienced By anyone, anything, anywhere, anytime Is a statehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/what-medicine-tonight/https://anattanergui.com/poem/what-medicine-tonight/What medicine Would you choose Tonight A brew of Ayahuascahttps://anattanergui.com/poem/what-or-who/https://anattanergui.com/poem/what-or-who/What are the options When you find yourself Caught in physicality — Be it on earth, water or air https://anattanergui.com/poem/what-returns/https://anattanergui.com/poem/what-returns/If I have a pen And paper— But nothing I need to writehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/whatever/https://anattanergui.com/poem/whatever/All of it The drama From birth till death All reducedhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/when-i-just-see/https://anattanergui.com/poem/when-i-just-see/Why would I care to know The speed of light The incalculable distance between stars Counts of galaxies and cosmic infinityhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/where/https://anattanergui.com/poem/where/Seeing the incalculable Plurality How, from where Comes the unspokenhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/where-the-dead-once-lived/https://anattanergui.com/poem/where-the-dead-once-lived/How does someone Take residence — in your heart — When they don’t even know It’s where they livehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/whiskey/https://anattanergui.com/poem/whiskey/What's most revolting Repulsive, odious, loathsome Noxious, soul-crushing, corrosive Pestilent — abhorrent —https://anattanergui.com/poem/who-cares/https://anattanergui.com/poem/who-cares/You are not a human being In a universe, he says Then another one says the same And anotherhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/who-the-fuck-knows/https://anattanergui.com/poem/who-the-fuck-knows/Is it better to fail well Or fail horrendously The built-in, unstrippable The most damaging and disgusting https://anattanergui.com/poem/whom-shall-i-mourn/https://anattanergui.com/poem/whom-shall-i-mourn/Whom shall I mourn With this aching heart My brothers Sisters, mothers and their childrenhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/why-the-fuck/https://anattanergui.com/poem/why-the-fuck/Why profanity Speak and write without it No need for those words — You know the oneshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/wish/https://anattanergui.com/poem/wish/I wish, sometimes That I were you But then There’d be nonehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/wish-you/https://anattanergui.com/poem/wish-you/Happy holidays To be Holidayed From youhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/without/https://anattanergui.com/poem/without/Grief is grief Not because The lost is no more But because you —https://anattanergui.com/poem/without-script/https://anattanergui.com/poem/without-script/Playing on the stage We each play our part — Never knowing our lines We make them on the spothttps://anattanergui.com/poem/without-the-word/https://anattanergui.com/poem/without-the-word/Words are the building blocks Of thought Thoughts are the building blocks Of the universehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/wonder/https://anattanergui.com/poem/wonder/Unimaginable depths Still — Pregnant Incomprehensibly containedhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/word/https://anattanergui.com/poem/word/Says all Everything Single word Sometimeshttps://anattanergui.com/poem/words/https://anattanergui.com/poem/words/These words, and a million more — Walking, igniting, lighting Mapping the edges, depths — The infinitude https://anattanergui.com/poem/work-life-balance/https://anattanergui.com/poem/work-life-balance/In context of Work-life balance The hardest part Is letting go https://anattanergui.com/poem/world/https://anattanergui.com/poem/world/No part is left In sleep No part it is Awakehttps://anattanergui.com/poem/worlds/https://anattanergui.com/poem/worlds/Flux In silence Places — Nearhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/worth-of-an-hour/https://anattanergui.com/poem/worth-of-an-hour/From 5:19 to 6:19 Idle in bed Drinking tea Looking at the screenhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/written-off/https://anattanergui.com/poem/written-off/Who shall I ask Who shall I ask — Who — shall I ask About this daily painhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/yet/https://anattanergui.com/poem/yet/You can’t be in — This world There’s only being — And no one to behttps://anattanergui.com/poem/you/https://anattanergui.com/poem/you/The one Singular, irreplaceable Irreproducible Youhttps://anattanergui.com/poem/your-order/https://anattanergui.com/poem/your-order/How shall I spread How do I bend Washed, shaved Brushed and ready —https://anattanergui.com/poem/your-view/https://anattanergui.com/poem/your-view/Has anything ever Happened — A second too soon Or an instant too late