{"id":3976,"date":"2014-10-09T11:15:51","date_gmt":"2014-10-09T11:15:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/?p=3976"},"modified":"2014-10-09T11:15:51","modified_gmt":"2014-10-09T11:15:51","slug":"poezia-juaj-5","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/2014\/10\/poezia-juaj-5\/","title":{"rendered":"Poezia juaj…"},"content":{"rendered":"

Poet<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Poet, ku e humbe frym\u00ebzimin,<\/p>\n

a mos vjeshta zem\u00ebrake ta ka z\u00ebn\u00eb,<\/p>\n

A mos vall\u00eb dikush ta vodhi mendimin,<\/p>\n

dhe n\u00eb kurthin tim paska r\u00ebn\u00eb?!<\/p>\n

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Po pse nuk flet, por vet\u00ebm sheh<\/p>\n

qerpik\u00ebzat duke p\u00ebrplasur p\u00ebrmbi sy?<\/p>\n

Un\u00eb jam muza jote, nuk m\u00eb njeh,<\/p>\n

jet\u00eb nga duart e tua, m\u00eb fale ti!<\/p>\n

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Frym\u00eb m\u00eb dhe nga kraharori<\/p>\n

e shpirtin t\u00ebnd me mua ndave,<\/p>\n

Por portreti im kaq shum\u00eb t\u00eb lodhi,<\/p>\n

q\u00eb rri duke menduar e n\u00eb halle?!<\/p>\n

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Po merre pen\u00ebn n\u00ebp\u00ebr duar,<\/p>\n

dhe shkruaj me frym\u00ebn e dashuris\u00eb.<\/p>\n

N\u00ebp\u00ebr shkronja do t\u00eb m\u00eb gjesh dhe mua,<\/p>\n

si shpirt i madh i poezis\u00eb…! Dorina Mushi<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Trotuari i nostalgjis\u00eb<\/strong><\/p>\n

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P\u00ebshp\u00ebrin sonte vetmia<\/p>\n

Bashk\u00eb me gjethet hiqet zvarr\u00eb<\/p>\n

Trotuar, pllaka me vija<\/p>\n

Heshtje, gjethe, trotuar…<\/p>\n

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Rrug\u00eb e gjat\u00eb e monotone<\/p>\n

Hapa malli t\u00eb pafund<\/p>\n

Zemra do ”destinacione”.<\/p>\n

Kurse ti, nuk nxjerr ”gj\u00ebkund”!<\/p>\n

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Shkel mbi pllakat vija-vija.<\/p>\n

Duke ditur se \u00e7’m\u00eb pret<\/p>\n

N\u00eb fund t\u00eb saj ndodhet sht\u00ebpia<\/p>\n

Un\u00eb k’t\u00eb rrug\u00eb e b\u00ebj kaq vjet’.<\/p>\n

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Kaq vjet q\u00eb shkel pllakat me vija<\/p>\n

E humb n\u00eb ‘to si nj\u00eb i marr\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Dua t\u00eb t’them, q\u00eb nostalgjia.<\/p>\n

M\u00eb merr sa shkel, k’t\u00eb trotuar!<\/p>\n

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Dua t\u00eb them q\u00eb nuk t\u00eb dua.<\/p>\n

N\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb rrug\u00eb, \u00e7’p\u00ebsoj s’e di.<\/p>\n

P\u00ebr \u00e7do nat\u00eb ec\u00ebn me mua<\/p>\n

Nga k\u00ebtu, gjer n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi.<\/p>\n

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Dua t\u00eb them q\u00eb m\u00eb mungon<\/p>\n

\u00c7’t\u00eb t\u00eb them e \u00e7’t\u00eb kuptosh<\/p>\n

Her\u00eb pran\u00eb vetes m\u00eb afron<\/p>\n

Pa harruar t’m\u00eb largosh.!<\/p>\n

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Destinacionin e di zemra.<\/p>\n

Rrug\u00ebt jan\u00eb ve\u00e7 t’i p\u00ebrshkosh! Bledi Ylli<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Buz\u00ebqeshja jote<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Buz\u00ebqeshja jote, stoli e rrall\u00eb,<\/p>\n

Magnet i fuqish\u00ebm, q\u00eb zor t\u2019i b\u00ebsh ball\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Q\u00eb ngjan me Diellin, q\u00eb ngroh e ndri\u00e7on,<\/p>\n

Dhe vlen m\u00eb shum\u00eb se \u00e7do diamant,<\/p>\n

q\u00eb pamjen t\u00ebnde zbukuron.<\/p>\n

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\u00cbsht\u00eb shenj\u00eb e paqes, plot mir\u00ebsjellje e urt\u00ebsi,<\/p>\n

\u00cbsht\u00eb gjuha universale, mbushur me magji.<\/p>\n

Leht\u00ebsisht e kuptueshme, edhe p\u00ebr nj\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Kur qesh buza, me ata dy sy, aty fillon<\/p>\n

e zjarrta Dashuri\u2026 Marash Gilaj – Emigrant n\u00eb SHBA<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Le t\u00eb thon\u00eb q\u00eb u \u00e7menda!<\/strong><\/p>\n

Laps e let\u00ebr m\u00eb nuk do t\u00eb prek<\/p>\n

por me shpirt do vazhdoj t\u00eb shkruaj<\/p>\n

gjakun poetik, rrug\u00ebve t\u00eb pendes\u00ebs do e derdh<\/p>\n

p\u00ebr ty q\u00eb ndjehesh e l\u00ebnduar…<\/p>\n

E bota le t\u00eb flas\u00eb \u00e7\u2019t\u00eb doj\u00eb<\/p>\n

le t’thon\u00eb qe u marrosa, u \u00e7menda.<\/p>\n

por un\u00eb gjakun tim do ta p\u00ebrdor si boj\u00eb<\/p>\n

e rrug\u00ebt do t\u2019i b\u00ebj pergamena.<\/p>\n

Fjal\u00ebt e shenjta t\u00eb dashuris\u00eb<\/p>\n

do jen\u00eb emri yt e fjala \u201ct\u00eb dua\u201d<\/p>\n

n\u00ebp\u00ebr shekujt q\u00eb do t\u00eb vijn\u00eb<\/p>\n

t\u2019i lexojn\u00eb t\u00eb gjith\u00eb njer\u00ebzit e dashuruar.<\/p>\n

Si Per\u00ebndi, emri yt t\u00eb jet\u00eb<\/p>\n

njer\u00ebzit t\u00eb t’k\u00ebrkojn\u00eb falje p\u00ebr m\u00ebkatet e veta<\/p>\n

ty t\u00eb ta falin shpirtin e vet<\/p>\n

t\u00eb gjejn\u00eb at\u00eb falje q\u00eb un\u00eb nuk e gjeta!<\/p>\n

Le t\u00eb thon\u00eb q\u00eb u \u00e7menda! Ylli Jahaj<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Dhimbje…<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ufff! M\u00eb doli nj\u00eb z\u00eb nga thell\u00ebsia e shpirtit.<\/p>\n

Sa shum\u00eb dhimbje, lot, vuajtje, kish mbledhur zemra!<\/p>\n

Nuk desha t\u00eb vuaj m\u00eb… mjaft!<\/p>\n

E kapa me gisht\u00ebrinj nj\u00ebrin cep t\u00eb zemr\u00ebs dhe e mbajta fort,<\/p>\n

q\u00eb asgj\u00eb… asgj\u00eb mos ta l\u00ebndoj\u00eb, por kjo zem\u00ebr q\u00eb kam n\u00eb duar,<\/p>\n

ndjen p\u00ebrs\u00ebri dhimbje nga gisht\u00ebrinjt\u00eb e mi q\u00eb e mbajn\u00eb t\u00eb shtr\u00ebnguar…<\/p>\n

Nuk di se si kjo zem\u00ebr do t\u00eb shp\u00ebtoj\u00eb nga dhimbja<\/p>\n

vuajtjet, lot\u00ebt, mbase do kaloj\u00eb, ve\u00e7 kur ajo t\u00eb pushoj\u00eb<\/p>\n

p\u00ebrs\u00ebri, dhimbje diku tjet\u00ebr do shkaktoj\u00eb!<\/p>\n

N\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb bot\u00eb, ka shum\u00eb dhimbje, vuajtje dhe lot<\/p>\n

mbamani zemr\u00ebn, se m\u2019u b\u00eb cop\u00eb! Henrieta Pareshi<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Mall<\/strong><\/p>\n

Dy pika loti mbi sy me ran\u00eb<\/p>\n

Befas p\u00ebr ty ndjeva shum\u00eb mall.<\/p>\n

T\u00eb gjitha rrotull m\u00eb duken t\u00eb kota<\/p>\n

T\u00eb dua ty, p\u00ebr mua je gjith\u00eb bota.<\/p>\n

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Sa m\u00eb shum\u00eb t\u00eb dua, aq m\u00eb shum\u00eb vuaj<\/p>\n

Ndoshta kjo \u00ebsht\u00eb formula kur je i dashuruar<\/p>\n

Sa m\u00eb shum\u00eb t\u00eb dua, aq m\u00eb shum\u00eb zihemi<\/p>\n

Dua \u00e7do \u00e7ast t\u00eb jem me ty e t\u00eb dy t\u00eb gdhihemi.<\/p>\n

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Sa inat m\u00eb vjen e sa shum\u00eb po vuaj<\/p>\n

B\u00ebj luft\u00eb me shpirtin, ty p\u00ebr t\u00eb t\u00eb harruar.<\/p>\n

Po si mund ta harroj lumturin\u00eb, dashurin\u00eb<\/p>\n

\u00cbsht\u00eb nj\u00ebsoj si t\u00eb thuash \u201charrova t\u00eb marr frym\u00eb\u201d.<\/p>\n

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E zhytur n\u00eb mall e mall\u00ebngjim<\/p>\n

I thura k\u00ebto vargje p\u00ebr ty, njeriu im.<\/p>\n

Me imagjinat\u00ebn time me ty un\u00eb jam tani<\/p>\n

Gjith\u00eb bota \u00ebsht\u00eb e imja, kur jemi ne t\u00eb dy. Tefta Rakulli<\/strong><\/p>\n

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\u201cKam nevoj\u00eb\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Kam nevoj\u00eb t\u00eb prek<\/p>\n

t\u00eb paprekshmen ndjenj\u00eb,<\/p>\n

kam nevoj\u00eb t\u00eb digjem<\/p>\n

n\u00eb t\u00eb padjegurat epshe.<\/p>\n

Kam nevoj\u00eb t\u00eb fluturoj<\/p>\n

mbi ret\u00eb ku s\u2019ka fluturuar asgj\u00eb.<\/p>\n

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\u00c7’koh\u00eb po jetojm\u00eb n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb bot\u00eb,<\/p>\n

at\u00eb t\u00eb cil\u00ebn nuk dim\u00eb asgj\u00eb,<\/p>\n

at\u00eb prej s\u00eb cil\u00ebs k\u00ebrkojm\u00eb<\/p>\n

t\u00eb gjejm\u00eb di\u00e7ka,<\/p>\n

logjike s\u2019ka asnj\u00ebra jet\u00eb,<\/p>\n

e asnj\u00eb kohe… Blerona Brao, Maqedoni<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Ika… larg<\/strong><\/p>\n

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M\u0113 shih tani…<\/p>\n

Ja…<\/p>\n

Hapat po shpejtoj,<\/p>\n

T\u00eb iki n\u00eb nj\u00eb bot\u00eb,<\/p>\n

mbase t\u00eb zez\u00eb.<\/p>\n

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M\u00eb shih, sh\u00ebndet t\u00eb uroj.<\/p>\n

Me sy t\u00eb lotuar…<\/p>\n

shpirtshtr\u00ebnguar!<\/p>\n

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M\u00eb shih, ika larg!<\/p>\n

M\u00eb sheh dot?!<\/p>\n

Larg…<\/p>\n

Larg ika tani.<\/p>\n

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Mos m’i num\u00ebro hapat<\/p>\n

T\u00eb till\u00eb nuk ka n\u00eb kthim… Kristina Mehmetllari<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Do t\u00eb kthehesh…<\/strong><\/p>\n

Nga udha e gjat\u00eb e m\u00ebrgimit<\/p>\n

Ti do t\u00eb kthehesh…<\/p>\n

N\u00eb koh\u00ebn e dashuris\u00eb<\/p>\n

..s\u00eb madhe.<\/p>\n

Do t\u00eb kthehesh t\u2019i mbledh\u00ebsh<\/p>\n

cop\u00ebrat e kujtimeve,<\/p>\n

n\u00ebp\u00ebr vargjet e shpirtit tim.<\/p>\n

Do t\u00eb kthehesh…<\/p>\n

Mbi \u00ebndrrat e gjata<\/p>\n

q\u00eb nuk shterojn\u00eb kurr\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Do t\u00eb kthehesh…<\/p>\n

me mall, shpirtin tim ta p\u00ebrqafosh.<\/p>\n

Do t\u00eb kthehesh…<\/p>\n

….se dashuria jon\u00eb<\/p>\n

gjithmon\u00eb e ka nj\u00eb kthim.<\/p>\n

Do t\u00eb kthehesh, e un\u00eb n\u00eb pragun e port\u00ebs,<\/p>\n

do jem duke t\u00eb pritur.<\/p>\n

Do t\u00eb pres trokitjen t\u00ebnde,<\/p>\n

n\u00eb zemr\u00ebn time t\u00eb s\u00ebmur\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Ti do t\u00eb kthehesh…<\/p>\n

…e di!<\/p>\n

Se dikur m\u00eb the,<\/p>\n

se s’jeton dot pa syt\u00eb e mi.<\/p>\n

Ti do t\u00eb kthehesh, k\u00ebt\u00eb vet\u00eb ma the,<\/p>\n

edhe pse dikur ike,<\/p>\n

dhe shpirtin bosh ma le.<\/p>\n

Ti do t\u00eb kthehesh, i dashur,<\/p>\n

ma thot\u00eb shpirti im.<\/p>\n

Aty p\u00ebrtej port\u00ebs t\u00eb hidhem n\u00eb p\u00ebrqafim,<\/p>\n

…Se ti do t\u00eb vish…! Urime Straka<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Poet   Poet, ku e humbe frym\u00ebzimin, a mos vjeshta zem\u00ebrake ta ka z\u00ebn\u00eb, A mos vall\u00eb dikush ta vodhi mendimin, dhe n\u00eb kurthin tim paska r\u00ebn\u00eb?!   Po pse nuk flet, por vet\u00ebm sheh qerpik\u00ebzat duke p\u00ebrplasur p\u00ebrmbi sy? Un\u00eb jam muza jote, nuk m\u00eb njeh, jet\u00eb nga duart e tua, m\u00eb fale ti! […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[106],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3976","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poezi"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3976","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3976"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3976\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3976"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3976"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3976"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}