Sip\u00ebr reve, n\u00eb nj\u00eb cep h\u00ebne,
zemr\u00ebn atje do ta rehatoj.
Se kjo jet\u00eb, o plot me halle,
pa m\u00ebshir\u00eb m\u00eb cop\u00ebtoi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sy e vesh\u00eb lart nd\u00ebr yje,
atje sip\u00ebr kam me i fsheh\u00eb.
Shpirtin e afroj pran\u00eb diellit,
e sigurt ia l\u00eb n\u00eb dor\u00eb qiellit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mish e eshtra ia fal malit,
le t\u2019i djeg\u00eb n\u00eb vullkan.
P\u00ebr ty krejt i falem diellit,
t’m\u00eb shkrij\u00eb e t’m\u00eb b\u00ebj\u00eb vaj.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Amanet han\u00ebs i l\u00eb zemr\u00ebn,
trash\u00ebgimi ty me ta lan\u00eb.
Vaj yjesh t\u00eb sjell prej qiellit,
t\u00eb freskoj\u00eb trupin t\u00ebnd.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sy e vesh\u00eb do i l\u00eb nd\u00ebr yje,
amanet me t\u00eb vrojtu ty.
Do t\u00eb b\u00ebhem hija jote,
kur me trup s\u2019do jem aty.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
(Poezi e shkruar para shum\u00eb vitesh, n\u00eb vitin 2013)<\/p>\n\n\n\n
LULET E VENDIT TIM<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n E shkel k\u00ebt\u00eb rrug\u00eb dhe dy – tri her\u00eb n\u00eb dit\u00eb, Ja shkel k\u00ebto rrug\u00eb dhe tre – kat\u00ebr her\u00eb, Dielli m\u00eb pushon mbi shtat\u00eb, E kur nata zbret mbi k\u00ebt\u00eb qytet, Ndoshta nj\u00eb dit\u00eb do t\u00eb kthehem prap\u00eb, Sa her\u00eb q\u00eb era lulet p\u00ebrkund, DRIT\u00cb, SHEJT\u00cbRIM<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n \u00cbsht\u00eb nj\u00eb drit\u00eb q\u00eb s\u2019e kuptoj, Mos e prek ti me zili, Ka nj\u00eb rreze q\u00eb e shijoj, Ka nj\u00eb drit\u00eb n\u00eb shpirtin tim… LUFTA IME TOK\u00cbSORE<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Ledhatim h\u00ebne mbi shpirtin tim, N\u00eb syt\u00eb e mi digjet nj\u00eb zjarr, Kjo \u00ebsht\u00eb lufta ime tok\u00ebsore, Kjo \u00ebsht\u00eb lufta ime tok\u00ebsore, MBUROJ\u00cb SHPIRTI<\/p>\n\n\n\n Ba\u00e7es s\u00eb pendimit ia pastrova gjembat, E rrethova me tr\u00ebndafila t\u00eb bardh\u00eb, M\u00cb DASHURO<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n M\u00eb dashuro sinqerisht, Mos ma c\u00ebno lirin\u00eb, Sip\u00ebr reve, n\u00eb nj\u00eb cep h\u00ebne,zemr\u00ebn atje do ta rehatoj.Se kjo jet\u00eb, o plot me halle,pa m\u00ebshir\u00eb m\u00eb cop\u00ebtoi. Sy e vesh\u00eb lart nd\u00ebr yje,atje sip\u00ebr kam me i fsheh\u00eb.Shpirtin e afroj pran\u00eb diellit,e sigurt ia l\u00eb n\u00eb dor\u00eb qiellit. Mish e eshtra ia fal malit,le t\u2019i djeg\u00eb n\u00eb vullkan.P\u00ebr ty krejt i falem diellit,t’m\u00eb […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":24727,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[44],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-24726","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","5":"has-post-thumbnail","7":"category-letersi"},"yoast_head":"\n
n\u00eb vjesht\u00eb, dim\u00ebr, pranver\u00eb dhe ver\u00eb.
Rrotull i bie nga Leon Dor\u00eb,
Hotel i qytetit ku un\u00eb jetoj.
Ka lule plot n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb qytet,
por arom\u00eb vendlindje nuk kam gjet\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
k\u00ebtij qyteti ku fati ma zgjodhi…
That\u00eb apo lagur hedh hapin p\u00ebrdit\u00eb,
nd\u00ebrsa mendja, si flutur n\u00eb ver\u00eb,
k\u00ebrkon lulet q\u00eb k\u00ebtu s\u2019i gjen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
derisa t\u00eb mbaroj\u00eb i tij sahat…
K\u00ebmb\u00ebt e lodhura i t\u00ebrheq rr\u00ebshqan\u00eb,
nd\u00ebrsa duart mpihen nga lodhja e gjat\u00eb.
Me puthjen e h\u00ebn\u00ebs k\u00ebrkoj t\u00eb flej rehat..
N\u00eb \u00ebndrra fluturoj ku m\u00eb ka lindur shtati.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
heshtin rrug\u00ebt, heshtin edhe lulet,
por zemra ime s\u2019di t\u00eb hesht\u00eb,
se atje larg m\u00eb pret nj\u00eb arom\u00eb,
nj\u00eb oborr, nj\u00eb prag, nj\u00eb fjal\u00eb,
q\u00eb asnj\u00eb qytet tjet\u00ebr s\u2019ma fal.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
t\u00eb shkel mbi tok\u00ebn ku lash\u00eb nj\u00eb hap,
t\u00eb mbledh nj\u00eb tuf\u00eb lulesh n\u00eb duar
dhe t\u2019i mbaj n\u00eb kraharor si kujtim,
se lulet mund t\u00eb \u00e7elin kudo,
por arom\u00ebn e vendlindjes
e njeh vet\u00ebm shpirti im.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
un\u00eb k\u00ebrkoj vendin tim n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb bot\u00eb…
Larg vendlindjes mund t\u00eb jetoj,
por lulet e saj kurr\u00eb s\u2019mund t\u00eb harroj.
Ka lule plot n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb qytet,
por arom\u00eb vendlindje nuk kam gjet\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
rrezaton n\u00eb \u00e7aste trishtimi;
ta shpjegoj as nuk provoj,
se ai \u00e7ast \u00ebsht\u00eb ve\u00e7 i imi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
as me t\u00ebnden marr\u00ebzi,
se ajo kthehet n\u00eb shk\u00ebndij\u00eb,
t\u00eb djeg gjuh\u00ebn dhe t\u00eb dy syt\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
ta shpjegoj as nuk provoj\u2026
Ka nj\u00eb drit\u00eb n\u00eb syt\u00eb e mi,
q\u00eb s\u2019e kuptojn\u00eb njer\u00ebzit si ti.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Thjesht\u00eb e quaj shejt\u00ebrim.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
nj\u00eb prekje e but\u00eb mbi vetmi,
si drit\u00eb q\u00eb zbret n\u00eb nj\u00eb agim
e m\u00eb zgjon heshtjen n\u00eb thell\u00ebsi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
q\u00eb m\u00eb fton p\u00ebrs\u00ebri t\u00eb provoj,
mes dhimbjes mbaj nj\u00eb qiell t\u00eb bardh\u00eb,
mes plag\u00ebve, shpres\u00ebn p\u00ebrs\u00ebri e zgjoj.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
jo me bot\u00ebn, por me at\u00eb q\u00eb jam,
mes drit\u00ebs q\u00eb m\u00eb th\u00ebrret t\u00eb zgjohem
dhe terrin q\u00eb m\u00eb m\u00ebson t\u00eb shoh.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
mes territ e drit\u00ebs, mes r\u00ebnies e shpres\u00ebs,
me hapa t\u00eb lodhur, por me zemr\u00ebn e fort\u00eb,
ec mbi dhimbjen q\u00eb m\u00eb m\u00ebson t\u00eb jetoj.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
mbolla lule dhe disa pem\u00eb.
Rreth saj kosita ferrat e barishtet,
rrug\u00ebn e shtrova me argjend.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
p\u00ebrgatita lla\u00e7in me lot\u00eb e fjal\u00eb.
Me gur\u00ebt e pendimit nd\u00ebrtova mure,
mburoj\u00eb p\u00ebr shpirtin e pafaj.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
se jam lodhur nga histori t\u00eb kota.
M\u00eb dashuro but\u00ebsisht,
se eg\u00ebrsin\u00eb na e dhuron bota.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
kur d\u00ebshiroj t\u00eb fluturoj si shqipe.
Mos ma gjakos zemr\u00ebn,
se pendohet Zoti q\u00eb t\u00eb dhuroi femr\u00ebn.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"