Hey ALL! These are some of my poems I've written through the years. As you can see yourself I write just about anything about love, hate, agony/pain, tragedy, mystery, reality, fiction & this superficial thing we call LIFE etc. Hope you like them, because I definitely do! hehehe Ciaooo
kyte poezi sic e shihni dhe vete e shkrova pak me mbrapa tragedise ne New York... Eshte shume e bukur sepse eshte thjesht REALITET!
[When Eagles Cry: 9-11
it's 10 am 11'th of september
one of the bloodiest days to remember
i was sound asleep
in a dream so deep
where nothing is real
an escaping wheel
someone called my name
or was i insane
no my name was called
from bed i quickly crawled
got ready and up to see whats up
suddenly everyone was staring at the TV in total awe
Oh My God! I couldnt believe what i saw!
what was once up was now falling down
i stood very still and astound
the twin towers of new york
carrying thousands of visitors and people at work
all of a sudden were shattering apart together
as if they were made of a feather
two planes hit the twin towers ripping through the buildings skin
setting the upper floors ablaze from within
many thought to be a sonic boom
at first i began to assume
or a freak lightning on a lovely fall day
no way! no freakin way!
it was nothing else but the devil itself; our enemy
whom hates Americans for being free
the two planes were corrupted by terrosrists
those evil bloodsucking bandits!
the buildings were quickly burning to the ground
some people standing in total shock some running around
watching the debris falling from every corner of the sky
here and there people scream and cry
i stand very still not knowing what or what not to feel
is it just a horrible dream or is this all real?
as numerous sirens with firefighters like some awful choir
rushing to save people trapped in fire
risking their own to save others lives
of little children, elders, husbands and wives
thick clouds of acrid white smoke filled the air
a big haze of grey dust, paper and boulders of concrete everywhere
men and women, cops and firefighters all watched and wept
as debris fell, blood shed everywhere and cars blew up and wrecked
i noticed tears were sliding down my face
thinking to my self what a disgrace!
what i saw that tragic day i can't fully explain
for my shattered heart can not bear the pain
still to this day long after, i continue to see
that horrible dream that made history
Élona H. October 2001
Pėrgjigju Duke Cituar
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