A e dini se..
Zemra nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb thjesht nj\u00eb muskul q\u00eb rreh n\u00eb kraharor,
Ajo \u00ebsht\u00eb oqeani ku derdhet \u00e7do dor\u00ebzim dhe \u00e7do fillim.
Aty ku mblidhen lot\u00ebt e path\u00ebn\u00eb dhe qeshjet pa kufi,
Aty ku rreh burimi i par\u00eb, ku merr jet\u00eb \u00e7do poezi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nga ajo thell\u00ebsi e err\u00ebt, ku drita shpesh harron t\u00eb hyj\u00eb,
Zemra nis e pompon vargje, q\u00eb ngjiten lart si yje.
\u00c7do rrahje e saj \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb rit\u00ebm, nj\u00eb trokitje n\u00eb port\u00ebn e shpirtit,
Q\u00eb mbush venat me shkronja dhe ngjyrat e \u00e7do kuptimi.
Pa k\u00ebt\u00eb burim t\u00eb nxeht\u00eb, q\u00eb dhemb e dashuron pa mas\u00eb,
Shkronjat do mbeteshin t\u00eb ftohta, thjesht boj\u00eb mbi nj\u00eb cop\u00eb let\u00ebr.
Por zemra i jep frym\u00eb, i kthen n\u00eb jet\u00eb dhe n\u00eb gjak
Dhe \u00e7do poezi e lindur prej saj,
\u2026nuk vdes kurr\u00eb m\u00eb prap\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Thon\u00eb se jemi t\u00eb \u00e7mendur, se hapi yn\u00eb s’prek tok\u00eb,
Se shohim bot\u00ebn ndryshe, me tjet\u00ebr sy n\u00eb kok\u00eb.
Por\u2026 bota nuk e di, se \u00e7far\u00eb na mban ne gjall\u00eb,
Se \u00e7far\u00eb na ndez n\u00eb shpirt, n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb bot\u00eb t\u00eb marr\u00eb!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
N\u00eb venat tona s’rrjedh thjesht gjak i kuq si zjarr,
Por rrjedhin shkronja drite, me shekuj rresht me radh\u00eb.
Aty ka t\u00eb zeza nate, kur dhimbja t\u00eb r\u00ebndon,
Ka t\u00eb arta prej agimi, kur shpresa t\u00eb pushton.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Poezia\u2026 lind nga shpirti, si frym\u00eb, si d\u00ebshir\u00eb,
Dhe rrjedh n\u00ebp\u00ebr trup, si gjaku m\u00eb i past\u00ebr.
Ne jemi t\u00eb \u00e7mendur \u2026po te cmendur se.. ngjyrat i trazojm\u00eb,
N\u00eb venat tona shkronjat si jet\u00eb ne i jetojm\u00eb.
Pa k\u00ebt\u00eb gjak t\u00eb shkruar, kjo bot\u00eb do ishte shkret\u00eb,
Se ne me shkronja venash, i japim bot\u00ebs jet\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dhe k\u00ebshtu mbyllen rrethet, ku dhimbja b\u00ebhet art!
Burimi gjen lirin\u00eb dhe ngjitet lart e lart.
Sa her\u00eb q\u00eb bota hesht e shpirti ngrin nga i ftohti,
N\u00eb venat tona rrjedh ai gjak q\u00eb s’e mposht moti.
Ne mbetemi t\u00eb \u00e7mendur, me shkronja p\u00ebrmbi duar,
P\u00ebrjet\u00ebsisht t\u00eb gjall\u00eb, p\u00ebrjet\u00ebsisht t\u00eb shkruar.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
A e dini se..Zemra nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb thjesht nj\u00eb muskul q\u00eb rreh n\u00eb kraharor,Ajo \u00ebsht\u00eb oqeani ku derdhet \u00e7do dor\u00ebzim dhe \u00e7do fillim.Aty ku mblidhen lot\u00ebt e path\u00ebn\u00eb dhe qeshjet pa kufi,Aty ku rreh burimi i par\u00eb, ku merr jet\u00eb \u00e7do poezi. Nga ajo thell\u00ebsi e err\u00ebt, ku drita shpesh harron t\u00eb hyj\u00eb,Zemra nis e pompon […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":22975,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[44],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-22974","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","5":"has-post-thumbnail","7":"category-letersi"},"yoast_head":"\n