Nje poem nga une

[Veshtrusja]

Life’s Journey

Do you see?
Through the searching halls
Towards the locked doors
‘tis there waiting
for you to view
deep inside
directing-guiding light
different complex leads
you should look
what is where
why a missing key
who to open
watch is ticking
need to choose
new door unlock
note a discovery
after the search
feel so complete
fierce journey halls
found missing piece
finally you see
heavenly path
has been scavaged through
have to return
what must it be?
Some shining light
Smoothly released
Setting you free…
Simply to be.

[Veshtrusja]

Tree of our Future

What is it but a tree in the forest?
A small tree,
a removable one,
an invisible tree,
one that can easily be passed
But it is a flexible tree
that converts shape as weather changes.
It is a tree that has weak roots,
but that are so eager to dig
deep into the soil,
a tree that has short branches,
branches so willing to spread
with green lively leaves
and with white waving flowers
with an aroma that will gather the bees.
This is the tree that will not be removed
but will be quietly admired
for its patience in time.
Who will not want to visite this tree?
the caterpillar that will attach its cacoon
and later turn into the butterfly
all on this tree.
the bird that will build its nest
its home
and lays its golden egg
this too will happen on the tree.
and the young child that will climb
way up high to grab a fruit
on this tree.
and when the sun will fall
the owl will lay awake on this tree.
and the jaguar beneath will stay on guard
again for this tree.
preserved for all of time
all living things will contribute something
for this one tree
because it is this tree that we are waiting for
we need it
its growth
this Tree.

[Veshtrusja]

Footprint

Gently as the drops touched the grownd
they would soften a piece of the earth
My foot did not have something strong,
secure, to fall onto
And as the moist air carressed my face
the image of the path was not so clear,
which route should i have taken?
A road with two directions:
one to the right and the other to the left
choose!
and so i did...
only to find out that it was the wrong direction
and now, i had to go back
How would i avoid losing myself?
lost in an unknown territory...
It is the rain that saved me
the drops that kissed the earth
that made it soft,
enough so that my print would remain
my footprint
That was my way back
my return to the beginning
to a choice
a better choice this time...
I would not follow the same path again.

[Veshtrusja]

edhe nje gje:

do te ishte me mire sikur te me thoje ti (si lexues se ku jam shprehur me mire), dhe me pas te jap dhe une mendimin tim :)

[Zarathus]

Mua nga punimet e tua me pelqen me shume Le penseur, besoj se nuk eshte nga punimet e tua ne te nderlikuara por prandaj me pelqen

[Veshtrusja]

Ndersa une preferoj "Her Hands" ... ekziston nje ndenje vleresimi per ate qe mungon