Poezi nga Zyba Hysa

Poezi nga Zyba Hysa   LIRIA ËSHTË THJESHT DËSHIRA… Kur erdha në jetë gjëja e parë q’bëra, Si gjithë tjerët…qava, Pa ditur se si jeta do t’ishte, Për të qeshur… a për të qarë… Krijova vetëdijen, U përpoqa t’i shmangem … Continue reading

Poems by Aziza Dahdouh

Poems by Aziza Dahdouh
 
 
 
Fallen angel
 
That fallen angel on earth
Looking for those scattered pieces
Of heart already melted in waters
Gathering the pieces together
Seems to be an impossible mission
What is left there ?
An empty body…..
Just a frame with weaken bones
Which are unable to stand again
Waiting for the sunshine to warm
That exhausted soul
To give those bones some strength
Perhaps that angel will be on feet again
Ladies and gentleman,this is your chance
Approach, pay cash and have the challenge
Do you think that …
The fallen angel will survive ,will walk again
After the storm of pain..
Do you think that……
 
Those wings will be strong enough
To soar again after the hunger game……
 
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Aziza Dahdouh
 
 
 
My bird knows me
 
No wonder my bird recognizes me
In midst of a crowd
My bird knows a lot about me
About my feelings
Sad or happy
Stressed or relaxed
My bird decodes my laughter
Fake or real one
My bird knows that
My silence is not a silence
It is an unmentioned conversation
Hidden communication
Exchanged ideas in form of vibes
There is a telepathy between us
Sometimes we laugh at each other
Sometimes we sip coffee
And read books together
And when iam tired of life
My bird tweets for me a song
An old story of a hope maker
Which makes me sleep deeply
And in my dreams i send my reply
“Tweet my bird tweet”
 
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Aziza Dahdouh
 
 
 
Humanity
 
We are creatures Like other creatures
Till we distinguish ourselves
By acts of love and compassion
Till we present ourselves as human beings
When we are conscious ,
Aware of others sufferings
When……….
We defend the weak ones
We protect the unprotected ones
We ask for rights of people without rights
When we help the ones in need
When we free those minds kept in darkness
Teach those ignorants
 
We are humans
When we serve our societies
We are not asked to travel abroad
To help those beyond territories
Act in your place
From there,
There are surely souls
In need to be heard
Offer of the little what you posses
To your family ,to your society
Offering doesn’t mean always materials
Even a kind word makes difference
Don’t forget that
Your smile is a charity
It heals souls and inspires
Be a hope maker
Let others see light in your eyes
Be a guide
Guide people to the light
To the end of the tunnel
 
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Aziza Dahdouh
 
 
 
***
 
She said
Attention audience
The beauty of this pattern
Is not the whole beauty
It ‘s the half of the half
If you ask me
Where is the rest of the beauty?
I will answer
In the the soul of the viewer
That light in the eyes
 
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Aziza Dahdouh
 
 
 
***
 
She said
I belong to the lonely race,human race
The common language we share is kindness
Aziza Dahdouh
O’ how happy Iam,
This morning
I opened the door
To welcome the new dawn
And ……
life took me in its arms
 
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Aziza Dahdouh
 
 
 
روحي أصبحت بلا وطن
وسارت في صفوف اللاجئين
 
 
 
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Waiting is my unmastered art
traveling to the four cardinal points
Seeking those wise masters
To teach me that art
 
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Aziza Dahdouh
 
 
 
A deserted soul
 
She said
It has been a year
Without rain
The soul has become
a deserted land
You who have a reputation
In gardening
approach ,take care of the soil
Plant different kinds of flowers
give birth to a new life here
and let the souls rejoice again!
 
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Aziza Dahdouh
 

Poems by Surbhi Anand

Poems by Surbhi Anand
 
 
 
Make me costly
 
Weep with my time
But don’t complain me,
Yes! You love me
So, forget your hi-fi class
I’m nude, hopeless
Come on!
Make me feel my worth !
 
©®surbhi anand.
 
 
 
I’m not single mind
 
Drummer, drum my besides,
Me never wish,
That loose my sight
So as, forbidden his mistakes,
But never would be wants
That, he always misbehaving with me
Therefore, knob my part !
 
©®surbhi anand.
 
 
 
Mixing way
 
Snow was white, but scattered
Lime was sour, but healthy
One lier, one true
Both dissolved into me
Yes!
It is human cyclic route
Sometimes very tumultuous
Sometimes tumble
But sometimes,
Life goes for oneself !
 
©®surbhi anand.

NJË “THESAR” ME XHEVAHIRE SHQIPTARE NË SUEDI ( Shembulli i shkëlqyer i Shoqatës së Shkrimtarëve dhe Artistëve Shqiptarë “Papa Klementi XI Albani”, shpresë për të nesërmen e çështjes kombëtare ) / Nga: Prof. dr. Nuri DRAGOJ

NJË “THESAR” ME XHEVAHIRE SHQIPTARE NË SUEDI Shembulli i shkëlqyer i Shoqatës së Shkrimtarëve dhe Artistëve Shqiptarë “Papa Klementi XI Albani”, shpresë për të nesërmen e çështjes kombëtare   Nga: Prof. dr. Nuri DRAGOJ Disa muaj më parë kam patur … Continue reading