Poems by Miradije Ramiqi

Poems by Miradije Ramiqi
 
 
Tomorrow I’ Il die
 
Tomorrow I’ Il die
If you say so
With the morning’s goodbye
I’ll take the goodness of life
And with the newspapers
 
Latest news
Then the greetings of the books on the shelf
I’ Il take by myself with the pain of soul
Tomorrow I’ Il take the death with myself
 
 
The first Event
Burning In Flames
 
A map of my blood
Compiled with pains
Wrinkled face through the Time
Your portrait (dis) appeared in centuries
Freedom My pure craving
Burnt color in painting
While melting in flames
My soul in eternity
In expectation
With a broken whispering.
 

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