Random Poetry

The Queen of the Middle East.

She’s dark and beautiful, and even when the shadow lands above her, her soul shines through. In the middle of the night, she sings. Her voice is soothing. But, oh, she lives with a monster. If only she knew. I wish I was that monster. She might then love me too.

Deja Vu in my bones

Fear is the only emotion I feel upon my heavy body and my soul. My heart is beating so fast. Time is slowing down, capturing every hope I have, turning it to a thought, a feeling of mightiness.  Could it be I’ve been here before, but just forgot?

About the Author
Anat Ghelber was born in Israel and moved to Texas when she was 13. She experienced anti-Semitism in public schools there. She moved to New York City when she was 20 and now has a B.S. in Psychology and Human Services and is currently attending NYU Silver School of Social Work. She started submitting articles to the Jewish Voice in 2016. In her free time she enjoys writing poems, writing in her diary on a daily basis and hanging out with her best friend Katrina. She's also a certified Yoga teacher with 200 hours of training who teaches in a donation-based studio called Yoga to the People in New York City. Her favorite quote is from her mother, "Love isn't something that can be measured with a spoon."
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