Poemas de Jose Nieto

Poemas de Jose Nieto   Amor Mi dulce amor el mas tierno, sublime pasión… eterno y amado de alma noble deslumbrando pasión. Hermosa flor estrella de esperanza que anida bendito amor, noble ilusión cielo interior. Instante eterno momento a universo … Continue reading

Poezi nga Ramiz Kuqi

Poezi nga Ramiz Kuqi

 

DHIMBJE

(SHPEND SHALËS)

Ti nuk duhej të ikje kaq herët
Në këtë dimër fjala është ngrirë
Në fjalën time si krushqit e ngrirë
Ti ishe një burrë shpirtbardhë si shpendët
Nëpër qiellin e kuqrremtë
Mik
Dashuria e dhimbja qenkan ëndrra
Ëndrra shpresë në na mban të gjallë
Nëpër këto udhe jete ti ishe
Si drita e qiriut që s’di të fiket kurrë
Ti nuk duhej të ikje kaq herët
Pa lindur dielli në pranverë
Pa u mbushur pemët në Raushiq
Që aq shumë e deshe!

 

NGA DETI

Mbrëmë erdhi një ëndërr kohe si kujtim
Nëpër shkronja malli ndjeva dallgët tua
O det
Diellin përcëllues që shtrihej deri në breg
Një portret në librin Degë e ndarë
Muzgun kur ra mbi qiellin durrsak
Syrin mbi një faqe libri harruar nëpër stinë
Që mbrëmë më erdhi papritur në dhomë
Lakuar ishin udhët rëra rënduar mbi supe
Daullet me zurle në vitin 2000
Kur shkela mbi tokën e harruar Shqipëri
Tokë mbuluar me gjemba e kupola cimentoje
Përgjatë kufirit të mbyllur si në kuvli
Mbrëmë më erdhe si kujtim i harruar
Kur e hapa librin
Vargun e dogji një fjalë e gufuar!

 

GJITHÇKA

Është e rëndë në këto udhë
Pa zogj nëpër qiell
Nata ka hyrë në kështjellën e vet
Bën monolog me veten
Në Jugun tim të sertë
Zihen e përzihen fjalët
Si një litar i pakëputur
Bota
Bën sehir a bëjmë ne
Me ëndrrat tona
Është rëndë në këto udhë !

 

VARGJE TË LIRA

Pa pikë e presje
Që gufojnë nga shpirti
Dalin nga shtrati i dhimbjes
Për një atdhe
Me një plis mbi kokë
Dy buzë vargu
Që sonte
S’i futa në këngë
Pa pikë e presje
Edhe ky frymëzim në mesnatë!

Respect the difference in a united world living in tolerance / Short story by Diana Skrapari

Respect the difference in a united world living in tolerance

 

Short story by Diana Skrapari

Their names are Aylin and Omar…

The others names are Boris, Wang and Pedro…

And many others names are Rachid and Elia…

These are the sons of our world, the planet earth, but each one has a heavy burden on the shoulder. They live in a world in which they always have eyes filled with tears.

Aylin left with his family in search of life and died on the Mediterranean coast. He was sleeping peacefully in his white paradise away from the war, far from the climax of despair, far from his native country, Syria, where the children have forgotten to laugh. Up there, he is free to be a child and play for the first time as a child in the field of Paradise.

Omar is alive … but his soul is wounded. His family died in front of his eyes. He is sprayed with dust and blood. He does not say anything, but his heart draws a desperate cry that reaches the sky. This voice will reach God’s ears by saying   :

Why I am not entitled to be a child? Why should my body be covered with dust and blood? I do not think it’s time to come to your arms, my Lord?

Boris, he shakes his teeth firmly in his hometown in Siberia. His family was exiled there under Stalin and Boris was born in cooling and frost. He looks at his family and thinks their hearts are frozen by the Siberian cold. How long has passed, but nothing has changed. Russia offers the same decor. Siberia, his family was exiled there; it was cursed to stay there. He dreams of leaving this place, to be somewhere else. He dreams of the sun, he dreams be a child…

But sometimes he feels that his fate is sealed and sits back its wings in the icy Siberia…

Wang was born in Tibet. He does not know either father or mother. They call him Wang, but he knows that his parents have put him another name. He has vague memories of his parents, but his head displayed images of Chinese soldiers who massacred them. He recalled that he was abducted by his mother’s arm that was killed by a Chinese soldier. But he’s alive … They teach him how to kill, how to kill the innocent … They made a terrific soldier! They took everything from him, even his soul was taken, and he is already very ugly…

Pedro was born into a favela in Rio de Janeiro. It was an unwanted child that found in a basket of trash. He saw in his short life misery and sorrow. He is a stray kid, without a family, who has only bitterness and pain in the heart.

He looks at a falling star a night and expresses a wish: I want to be born elsewhere, to live as a human being and to have parents who love me! And his eyes emanate tears of sadness.

They are called Rachid and Elijah. They are the best friends in the world. Rachid is Palestinian and Elia is Israeli. They do not know the war between their people. Elia accompanies Rachid in his prayer and Rachid loves to hear when Elia reads Torah. They live their childhood full of happiness, peace and tolerance. We hope that one day hatred does not blind their eyes and hearts. This world is separated from the differences.

This world rejects all those who are different from the others.

In this world the difference means indifference.

All of these children are suffering because they are different. They are left in their miserable destiny because this world is selfish.

The difference is equal to disbelief.

These children are abandoned, they are condemned by ungrateful eyesight and because they are different from those who do not experience the same suffering.

Difference means hatred.

We hate those who are different from us, who do not have the same religion, color, thoughts, the same beliefs.

Difference is simply division.

Difference means solitude, means isolation.

Open a small window in your hearts and just for a moment think about Aylin, Omar, Boris , Wang, Pedro, Rachid and Elia … Now you feel alive because you have given a meaning to your life, wiping the tears of innocent children all over the world!

Poems by Membis Godwin

Poems by Membis Godwin

 

LOVE SONG LYRIC 5

PRE- CHORUS
You were not made on a silver bed
Because you worth more than it
You were not born on a golden bed
Because you worth more than it

CHORUS
On your face are two little diamonds
That makes me so so confuse
Like one possessed by a legion demons
How come na only me you choose?

VERSE ONE
You make me lazier everyday
I sit adoring your beautiful self
You take all the words I should say
Your kisses is a very serious case

While I sleep my heart is awake
Beating relentlessly for you my love
You are breathtaking. My life at stake
I am dying for your love as cute as dove

PRE CHORUS

CHORUS

LONG BRIDGE
On your head are black pretty wires
That run down beyond your shoulders
There is one thing that makes the sun shine
Your love sweeter than palm wine
I am glad that you are mine
Nwanyi oma chere afurumginaya!

PRE CHORUS

CHORUS

VERSE TWO
Oh! My love, as Imo River loves to flow
So I love_ this love that daily grows
Please other men, don’t distract my damsel
Each time you see her, call her my jewel

If we could get closer; we would be younger
If you come with bread; be sure of butter
More of your lips I am dying to kiss
Your smooth body I want to caress.

PRE CHORUS
CHORUS
BRIDGE…

 

THE PARADISE IN YOUR EYES II

I appreciate your tenderest smiles
It is a wild-fire burring with emotions
Like a touch in darkness it shines
To the deepest part of my heart
I adore the seductive colors in your eyes
It is an armed soldier of affection
Like a bird it have captured me
Making me so crazy about you feel.
You are the blissfulness of summer
The romantic coldness of winter
You are the dazzling Angel of love
The cute colorful bird of my sky
You are the ecstasy I daily dream
And my paradise lies in your eyes.

 

VAMPIRES

Vampires are blood sucking men
That crowned themselves kings
Sitting on the happiness of others
Yes, our fraudulent representatives
Who care for their family and friends
With the fund of we abandoned men

Yes, they are sharp toothed Vampires
Those who violets the right of the poor
Those who fail to give deserved justice
Yes, they are the ugly looking creature
Those who murder our hope in offices

Yes, like the vultures they dine on flesh
And as Vampires they feed on our blood
They take away our sweet serene sleep
Yes, they inject our smiles with tears
They are the Vampires of the state
Decaying our international reputation
With crimes even Devil can’t commit

Who are these dreaded vampires I speak?
Those who devour themselves in Senate
Midnight monsters in our every dream
Yes, in campaign grounds alone they care
Just to gain power and burn us like fire
Vampires, Vampires, yes, Vampires
Vampires that never retire even at death
As their restless ghosts torment our souls.