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  1. #41
    Ragnald
    Anëtarësuar
    18-06-2006
    Vendndodhja
    london
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    reborned

    i let myself live a reckless life

    lived as flea with a foolish pride

    Crawling ceaselessly in unsecured ride

    unawared that i could've easily died

    i couldn't see anything

    the dream was , my reality

    days were filled with drinks, smoke and laughter

    surronded by a society that kew nothing , but flatter

    my life was like a tunel with full darkness

    no light, to destroy your lonelyness

    suddenly the sadness was growing

    the hope was drowning

    death as word become a friend

    my life i thought has to end

    oh....this miserable world

    nearly caused a punishment for the soul

    a punishment with deeply suffering

    in an endless time

    no turning back

    no more chances , no more luck

    woe to you deception world

    if it was from none ,but my Lord

    which forgave me and took me out of your mob

    Glorified be HE , The Almighty GOD

  2. #42
    pirg hologramesh Maska e Inteligjentja
    Anëtarësuar
    08-10-2005
    Vendndodhja
    Ne kontinentin e Kurrkundit
    Postime
    862
    Rastesisht kam gjetur kete perkthim nga shqipja ne anglisht te poezise se famshe te rilindasit Paso Vasha (ose Vaso Pasha) : "o moj Shqypni"

    Oh, poor Albania, bruised from lashes
    Who dared push your face in ashes?
    Hailed once a woman of noble birth,
    Mother you were called by men of this Earth.
    Rich you were, to tell the truth.
    With lovely girls and handsome youth,
    With lots of cattle, gardens, farms
    With Latin rifle and other arms
    With men of courage and women of cheer
    In all the world you had no peer.

    When guns boomed like the crack of thunder
    Albania?s men rushed out of yonder,
    And always fought well, till the end came,
    And never soiled their name with shame,
    When men of Albania pledged to fight,
    All Rumelia shivered with fright.
    In fierce battles they fought and died,
    With honor their memory inscribed.

    But, now Albania, you?re a sight of woe
    Just like an oak tree brought down, low
    All, step on you as if you were dead,
    And not one kind word to you is said.
    Once you dressed well, like a woman highborn
    Today, your fine robes are badly torn,
    You?ve lost your name, your faith, too
    And none is to blame for it but you.

    Albanians, you are slaying one another,
    Some shout for country, some against sin,
    One says, I?m Turk, another Latin
    Others Greeks or Slavs profess to be,
    Fools! You are brothers can?t you see?

    Priests and mullas have made you mute
    To keep you, split and destitute.
    Foreigners sit by your fireplace,
    Your wives and sisters they disgrace,
    And if money comes knocking at your door
    The faith of fathers you ignore,
    You became slaves of alien boors,
    Whose race and tongue differ from yours.

    Weep, oh your rifles and what you care
    Albanians, like birds, are caught in a snare,
    Weep with us, warriors all around,
    For Mother Albania, lying on the ground;
    She has no bread or meat to eat,
    Nor fire in the hearth, nor light or heat,
    Pale of cheek and disrespected,
    She lies broken and neglected!
    Gather you women so pretty and spry
    Who knows so well to weep and cry.
    For she?s shorn of honor and forlorn,
    She?s like a widow whose man is gone,
    She?s like a mother without a son!

    Who has the heart to let cruel death,
    Take these brave women, panting for breath?
    Can we allow aliens to smother
    And trample on our cherished Mother?
    No, no! Such shame no one can beat,
    Such vile conduct all men forswear!
    Let warriors die carrying the banner
    Before Albania is lost in the manner


    Awake, Albania, it is time to rise
    And bind yourselves with brotherly ties;
    Look not to churches, mosques or pietism,
    The faith of Albanians is Albanianism!

    From Tivar all way to Preveze
    The sun sends down its light and rays;
    It?s our land, the land of our ancestors,
    To the death we?ll defend it from predators
    Better to die for it like the man of old
    Than in shame before the Lord!


    Ne shqip tigellon me mire kuptohet por une kam filluar ta ve neper faqe te ndryshme qe te shohin bota c'komb jemi! :D
    Homo sum; humani nil a me alienum puto.

  3. #43
    Gone Maska e MiLaNiStE
    Anëtarësuar
    19-05-2003
    Vendndodhja
    dónde ustedes no me puede ver
    Postime
    1,770
    Sun

    He spread its wings in humid august air
    Over the yellow tulip, that blindly teases him
    The red blood on the rose has now dried
    Like the hate that’s stuck underneath her skin.
    God is coming and SHE is mad

  4. #44
    Ere... Maska e bluemoon
    Anëtarësuar
    17-11-2005
    Vendndodhja
    Ne nje pike te vockel vese mbi nje fije bari...
    Postime
    228
    Prendimi per i capelli
    e sul mio seno nudo libera
    il tuo nido di serpenti...
    Lascia che striscino sul mio corpo
    e mi muoiano sulla bocca!
    Voglio...
    Io ti voglio un'altra volta...ancora...

    2006
    Ndryshuar për herë të fundit nga bluemoon : 20-09-2006 më 10:41

  5. #45
    SiriuS Return Maska e Cyberion
    Anëtarësuar
    20-12-2005
    Vendndodhja
    Bologna
    Postime
    12

    My Uncle's Funeral

    My Uncle's Funeral


    We stood around
    in the rain,
    with red faces
    and heavy cough
    muttering only
    trifle stuff
    and futile
    charade
    until we made
    all stars to rust
    for the last hug
    before receding
    to his home.



    SiriuS
    Ndryshuar për herë të fundit nga Cyberion : 26-09-2006 më 10:31
    I was born in this world so I must be a damned minimalist.
    Visar Sylaj

  6. #46
    Buena Suerte Maska e MI CORAZON
    Anëtarësuar
    21-07-2002
    Postime
    7,485
    Te lutem me shkronja pak me te medha , Cyberion, qe te mund te lexojme.

    Ne mbreterit flasim ne shumes, ka thene diku Celentano...(lol)
    Where does a thought go when it's forgotten?

  7. #47
    SiriuS Return Maska e Cyberion
    Anëtarësuar
    20-12-2005
    Vendndodhja
    Bologna
    Postime
    12

    Un Sublime Attimo Urbano

    Solo l'inudibile
    dubbio
    scherma la notte
    prima di scappare
    dalla fuga ereditata
    e spogliandosi
    dall'intransigente
    quotidiano
    ti ripiega
    in un mosaico
    disarmonico
    chiedendo solo
    un soffio di sapere
    per sciogliere
    il nozionismo congelato
    con il solito taccuino
    di versi
    inondato.




    SiriuS
    I was born in this world so I must be a damned minimalist.
    Visar Sylaj

  8. #48
    E gjifa Maska e Henri
    Anëtarësuar
    14-04-2002
    Vendndodhja
    Kanada
    Postime
    1,086
    Citim Postuar më parë nga Cyberion
    My Uncle's Funeral


    We stood around
    in the rain,
    with red faces
    and heavy cough
    muttering only
    trifle stuff
    and futile
    charade
    until we made
    all stars to rust
    for the last hug
    before receding
    to his home.
    kjo sinqerisht me pelqeu.
    Perëndia nuk është mace...

  9. #49
    for much time I've been denied
    combining stupidity with sensless pride
    biting my nails until they bleed
    remaining faithful to my every greed
    but from under the rock I begin to ascend
    no longer paralyzed by my uncertain end
    I stare down my heavy cross and grin
    no longer consumed by the bottles rim
    for this is the fight I no longer refuse
    immune to my past failures , I will not lose

    courage is for the weak
    fear is for the strong
    fear keeps you going
    when every thing goes wrong
    never ask form others
    what you can attain your self
    grab life by the throat
    and squeeze till nothing's left
    I smoke my last cigarette
    and stare death in the face
    no longer fearful
    of deaths cold embrace
    no one ever listens to me
    I give them warnings
    but they do not heed
    I scream my words
    violently into their ears
    but the longer I yell
    the more I disappear
    I feel as sometimes
    I do not exist
    might as well add me
    to deaths most wanted list
    the good deed of one
    is for the gain of another
    my words seem obsolete
    why do I even bother
    try toi be good
    as angels do every day
    but more and more I feel
    my wing s begin to fade
    for the day will come
    when I no longer care
    when the people around me
    are consumed by despair.

  10. #50
    Wãy øf tħé Ðàwņ Maska e _Elena_
    Anëtarësuar
    06-02-2006
    Postime
    975
    I Love You

    I never really knew you
    You were just another friend
    But when I got to know you,
    I let my heart unbend.
    I couldn't help past memories
    that would only make me cry
    I had to forget my first love
    and give love another try
    So I've fallen in love with you
    and I'll never let you go
    I love you more than anyone
    I just had to let you know
    And if you ever wonder why
    I don't know what I'll say
    But I'll never stop loving you
    each and every day
    My feelings for you will never change
    Just know my feelings are true
    Just remember one thing
    I Love You!

  11. #51
    Wãy øf tħé Ðàwņ Maska e _Elena_
    Anëtarësuar
    06-02-2006
    Postime
    975
    When You Love Someone

    When you love someone so deep inside,
    It seems like it's so easy to hide.
    You've loved him for so very long,
    You would think he could do no wrong.

    Every day you would hope and pray,
    That he would always stay this way.
    He treated you like you should be treated,
    You thought your life was finally completed.

    You thought your love was growing true,
    And then one day it was all so blue.
    He started putting you down and it hurt,
    You thought all you were to him was dirt.

    He started ignoring you and you wondered why,
    All you wanted to do was curl up and die.
    You thought your relationship would never end,
    But that was all so fake and pretend.

    One night he was so sweet to you,
    You thought all those things were maybe untrue,
    Two days later he was back the same,
    You thought you were the one to blame.

    He thought the relationship was getting too serious
    And that you had become a little too curious.
    By this time you knew it wouldn't last,
    All the nice things he said were in the past.

    You thought that you would marry him some day,
    But this time God wanted to get his way.
    You wanted things back how they were before,
    But you knew this couldn't happen anymore.

    It was a Saturday night about ten o'clock,
    You heard the news and it wasn't a shock.
    You knew this was going to happen soon,
    As you laid there and cried in the pale lit moon.

  12. #52
    Wãy øf tħé Ðàwņ Maska e _Elena_
    Anëtarësuar
    06-02-2006
    Postime
    975
    Te quiero con flores
    te quiero con palabras
    te quiero sin sentido
    te quiero sin promesas
    te quiero al despertar
    te quiero al despedirte
    te quiero para quererte
    te quiero para darte
    te quiero y te quiero
    no me preguntes por qué

  13. #53
    Wãy øf tħé Ðàwņ Maska e _Elena_
    Anëtarësuar
    06-02-2006
    Postime
    975
    De la mañana a la noche
    de tu cuerpo al mío
    de tu color a mi mirada
    de tu aire a mi aire
    de tu voz a mi entender
    de tu gozo a mi deseo
    de tu caricia a mi beso
    de tu amor... a mi amor.

  14. #54
    SiriuS Return Maska e Cyberion
    Anëtarësuar
    20-12-2005
    Vendndodhja
    Bologna
    Postime
    12

    Una banale verità

    Dicendo che lo copio,
    il mio cane mi insulta
    con beffarda iniquità.


    Eppure non mi biasima
    se tra la gente
    vedo solo
    ossa
    e offuscati cuori
    ingrati.




    Visar Sylaj (Cyberion/SiriuS)
    I was born in this world so I must be a damned minimalist.
    Visar Sylaj

  15. #55
    Ere... Maska e bluemoon
    Anëtarësuar
    17-11-2005
    Vendndodhja
    Ne nje pike te vockel vese mbi nje fije bari...
    Postime
    228
    Vorresti smarrirmi
    come una penna, una foto o un fiore?

    Beh... allora...
    aggiungi un po di sale ancora...

    A.D.
    2007

  16. #56
    i/e regjistruar
    Anëtarësuar
    02-11-2005
    Postime
    27
    Pershendetje Aida.
    Nuk kam mundesi t'i lexoj te gjitha poezite e tua por mendoj se ke nje menyre interesante te shkruari dhe shume romantike. Ke menduar te botosh nje liber me poezite e tuaja apo e ke botuar.
    Urime dhe te gjithe atyre te cilet ndjenjat e tyre preferojne ti tregojne permes poezise e cila eshte gjuha me e bukur ne bote.



    Edhe une po botoj nje poezi timen te cilen ia kam dedikuar vajzes time 20-muajshe.


    Tu sei nata nel mio sogno,
    Mi sembra d’averti avuta sempre con me.
    Sento il tuo cuore mentre ridi,
    Ti bacio e ti abbraccio senza un perché.

    La tua mano si stringe alla mia,
    I tuoi passi cercano l’equilibrio.
    Mi piace pensare che balliamo il ballo della vita,
    E ci lega ancora un cordone invisibile.

    Ormai sei vita mescolata con la mia,
    Sei pensiero che giri per la testa.
    La mia preghiera incontra la tua anima,
    E per sempre come uno scudo là resta.

  17. #57
    Ere... Maska e bluemoon
    Anëtarësuar
    17-11-2005
    Vendndodhja
    Ne nje pike te vockel vese mbi nje fije bari...
    Postime
    228
    Sa delikate...shume e bukur... presim te tjera :)

    Flm, per urimet...urime dhe ty per poezine dhe per bebin... :)

  18. #58
    Happy Maska e milanistja_el
    Anëtarësuar
    22-09-2006
    Vendndodhja
    ne krahet e dashurise... por me mendje ne Elbasanin tim te dashur...
    Postime
    2,065
    Sei tu

    Sei tu
    il sogno che non ho mai avuto.
    Sei tu
    tutto ciò che ho voluto.
    Sei tu
    l’amore che ho cercato.
    Sei tu
    tutto per me,
    ma peccato che io
    non sono niente per te.
    Mos ua bej te tjereve ç'ka s'do te doje qe te tjeret te ta benin ty...

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