Mimoza Ahmeti

[SUPERSTAR_N1]

Song


Were you to rise
Not like a flower
But like a volcano,


Were you to soar
Not like a bird
But like the sun,


Were you to fall
Not like a leaf
But like lightning,


Let me be
The flower, the bird and the leaf.

[SUPERSTAR_N1]

Rhetorical question for Comrade X


You know well how to disguise
The pallor of your cheeks with rouge,
But how do you intend to disguise
The pallor of your soul?

[SUPERSTAR_N1]

Paper




I do not want you to write about your separation,
Separation is not worthy of your muse
For your verse exchanges signals
Even with the coldest, the most distant star.


A white piece of paper, completely white,
With a blue smudge, a blue smudge in the corner
Is the verse you should devote
To her departure...

[SUPERSTAR_N1]

It would be awful




It would be awful
Waking up the same every morning.


But if would be even worse
Seeing the end of the day
With morning eyes.

[SUPERSTAR_N1]

Outside and inside me



Outside me
The whole world reels in battle and dream.


But inside me too
Its voice resounds.


Outside me
They are loving, killing, giving birth
To millions.


But inside me too
Love
Murder
Birth
Are just as active.

[SUPERSTAR_N1]

Extinction



You were once blue-coloured. You have grown dark.
Do you not know what this means?
Remember how my ray
Shot into your sky like an arrow.
- Remember.
The satisfaction of security has darkened you.
Now with your hands in your pockets you make fun of the others,
But why does your face
No longer bear that lordly smile of tranquillity?


As a warning on those April evenings
You interrupted my every word with a leaden silence.
Blue-coloured, you blue egoist,
Slowly you went out in my hands.