Kulmet
\nKulmi i durimit \u00ebsht\u00eb
\nT\u00eb q\u00ebrosh oriz me doreza boksi
\nKulmi i that\u00ebsir\u00ebs \u00ebsht\u00eb:
\nT\u00eb b\u00ebj\u00eb lopa qum\u00ebsht pluhuri
\nKulmi i nxeht\u00ebsis\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb
\nT\u00eb b\u00ebj\u00eb pula vez\u00eb t\u00eb ziera
\nKulmi i fukarall\u00ebkut \u00ebsht\u00eb
\nT\u00eb b\u00ebsh dashuri me prezervativ t\u00eb arnuar. Alban Arapi.<\/p>\n
Interneti
\nTha kunadhja e moshuar:
\n– Dhelp\u00ebr, mbet\u00ebm pa martuar!<\/p>\n
– Rri kunadhe, s\u2019t\u2019u mbyll sqepi,
\nMos ki frik\u00eb, rroft\u00eb interneti! Izet S. Culli<\/p>\n
Sonte
\n …N\u00ebp\u00ebr syt\u00eb e yjeve,
\nN\u00eb lulet e \u00e7elura drit\u00ebs s\u00eb tyre
\nDalloj nj\u00eb tis
\nT\u00eb holl\u00eb g\u00ebzimi,
\nNdaj zemr\u00ebn e kam
\nShnd\u00ebrruar n\u00eb k\u00ebmban\u00eb,
\nT\u00eb zgjoj heshtjen e qiellit
\nQ\u00eb s\u2019flet
\nDhe puthjen t\u00ebnde.<\/p>\n
Sonte
\nPrej fjal\u00ebve t\u00eb tua
\nRrjedh
\nNj\u00eb ver\u00eb e \u00ebmb\u00ebl q\u00eb,
\nSikur k\u00ebrkon t\u00eb deh\u00eb
\nDhe vdekjen,<\/p>\n
E un\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb \u00e7ar\u00eb
\nStuhit\u00eb e qiejve,
\nKam kraharor
\nE krah\u00eb shqiponje,
\nDhe syt\u00eb e tu.<\/p>\n
T\u00eb gjitha vrimave t\u00eb zeza
\nN\u00eb tok\u00eb e n\u00eb qiell,
\nMund t\u2019u dhuroj lule
\nPa m\u00eb t\u00eb vogl\u00ebn
\nFrik\u2019 e pendim.<\/p>\n
Sonte jam me ty
\nE fluturojm\u00eb n\u00ebp\u00ebr yje… Miltiadh Davidhi<\/p>\n
TE TI<\/p>\n
Humbas, harrohem n\u00eb kraharorin t\u00ebnd!
\nKur e gjitha, e t\u00ebra prehem n\u00eb ty!
\nKuturu dhe fjal\u00ebt, t\u00eb them di\u00e7ka nuk mbaj mend!
\nVe\u00e7 n\u00eb heshtje, t\u00eb heshtur flasim me sy!
\nE lash\u00eb pas dore un\u00eb bot\u00ebn t\u00eb t\u00ebr\u00eb,
\nSe bota p\u00ebr mua je vet\u00ebm ti!
\nK\u00ebshtu si\u00e7 je, i t\u00ebr\u00eb dhe i b\u00ebr\u00eb…
\nT\u00eb dua ve\u00e7 p\u00ebr vete, e imja dashuri! Eljona Bramo<\/p>\n
Nuk munda, un\u00eb<\/p>\n
Ti nuk munde kurr\u00eb t\u00eb m\u00eb jepje dashuri,
\nAq sa un\u00eb, nuk mund t\u00eb ndjeje ti p\u00ebr mua.
\nEdhe zgjodhe q\u00eb t\u00eb zhdukesh p\u00ebrgjithnji,
\nKurse un\u00eb s’e zgjodha vet\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb t\u00eb dua…<\/p>\n
Ti nuk harron t\u00eb vizitosh \u00ebndrrat e mia
\nNuk pranon t\u00eb quhesh e harruar.
\nNdoshta p\u00ebrpiqesh t’m\u00eb kujtosh, q\u00eb dashuria
\nmund t\u00eb jet\u00eb e gjall\u00eb, duke munguar!<\/p>\n
Ti nuk munde e kurr\u00eb s’arrite t\u00eb kuptoje,
\nn\u00eb shpirtin t\u00ebnd a ekzistonte dashuri.
\nEdhe zgjodhe brenda vetes t\u00eb k\u00ebrkoje,
\nE un\u00eb zgjodha t\u00eb t\u00eb dua p\u00ebrgjithnji…<\/p>\n
Pask\u00ebtaj nuk munda un\u00eb t\u00eb t\u00eb pranoja,
\nDhe pse zemra kishte marr\u00eb t\u00ebndin drejtim.
\nE k\u00ebrkove, b\u00ebre \u00e7mos t\u00eb t\u00eb harroja,
\nE un\u00eb zgjodha t\u00eb t\u00eb vuaj si kujtim…<\/p>\n
S’mund t\u00eb jap\u00ebsh dashuri kur \u00ebsht\u00eb nevoja.
\nDashuria nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb gur, por nj\u00eb burim! Bledi Ylli<\/p>\n
Kur e shkuara troket<\/p>\n
Me mua thoje ishe i lumtur
\nSi kurr\u00eb ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb m\u00eb par\u00eb
\nPor vuaje dashurin\u00eb e humbur
\nUn\u00eb t\u00eb mjekoja plag\u00ebn e pathar\u00eb…<\/p>\n
Koha kalonte e prisja me padurim
\nZjarri im t\u00eb t\u00eb ngrohte nj\u00eb dit\u00eb
\nTy t\u00eb mjekoja e l\u00ebndoja shpirtin tim
\nPor nuk munda dot t\u00eb isha e dyt\u00eb.<\/p>\n
Thon\u00eb, gozhda me gozhd\u00eb del
\nPor s’qe e shkruar, s’ia dola dot
\nKur e shkuara t\u00eb troket n\u00eb der\u00eb
\nThon\u00eb \u201cmos e hap, l\u00ebre t\u00eb shkoj\u00eb\u201d.<\/p>\n
Nuk e di, tani q\u00eb edhe un\u00eb shkova
\nPlag\u00ebn time ty kush ta mjekon
\nVe\u00e7 t\u00eb keqen kurr\u00eb s’ta urova
\nPor e di, do ta kuptosh tep\u00ebr von\u00eb.<\/p>\n
P\u00ebr sa koh\u00eb kok\u00ebn pas ta kesh
\nT\u00eb tashmen e humb pa kuptuar
\nUroj nj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr si un\u00eb t\u00eb gjesh
\nPlag\u00ebn time p\u00ebr t\u00eb ta sh\u00ebruar… Aida Previzi<\/p>\n
Cop\u00ebzat e shpirtit t\u00ebnd<\/p>\n
Do t\u2019i mbledh cop\u00ebzat e shpirtit t\u00ebnd,
\nt\u00eb p\u00ebrhapura n\u00ebp\u00ebr vargje plot dhimje.
\nMe duart e shpirtit tim do t\u2019i mbledh,
\nT\u2019i mbyll n\u00eb kasafort\u00ebn e zemr\u00ebs time\u2026<\/p>\n
N\u00eb vargjet e mia do t\u2019i radhis,
\nme rrahjet e zemr\u00ebs do t\u2019i bashkoj.
\nMe zjarrin q\u00eb m’djeg brenda do t\u2019i ngjis,
\nme lotin e syrit tim do t\u2019i form\u00ebsoj. <\/p>\n
Do t\u2019i mbledh cop\u00ebzat e shpirtit t\u00ebnd ,
\nsi nj\u00eb zog shtegtar maleve do fluturoj.
\nNuk ma ndal fluturimin shi as er\u00eb,
\nve\u00e7 buz\u00ebqeshja jote qiellore, mund t\u00eb m\u00eb ndaloj\u00eb. Ylli Jahaj<\/p>\n
Marr gjith\u00e7ka<\/p>\n
Dita sot \u00ebsht\u00eb diell,
\ngjith\u00eb drit\u00eb dhe shk\u00eblqim.
\nDit\u00eb vjeshte, dit\u00eb tetori,
\ngjethe drur\u00ebsh f\u00ebshf\u00ebrijn\u00eb.
\nMarr krah\u00eb nga gjith\u00eb kjo dit\u00eb.
\nNga dielli, marr ngroht\u00ebsi.
\nMarr gjith\u00e7ka t\u00eb mir\u00ebmunguar
\nedhe nga kjo f\u00ebshf\u00ebrim\u00eb. Ollga Selmani (Farmacistja)<\/p>\n
Nuk vdesin kujtimet…<\/p>\n
Si mendon se t\u00eb kam harruar
\nkur kaq shum\u00eb ndjeja p\u00ebr ty?
\n\u00c7do dit\u00eb vargje t\u00eb kam shkruar
\nmadje, kam b\u00ebr\u00eb edhe poezi!
\nN\u00eb \u00e7do varg a n\u00eb \u00e7do shkronj\u00eb
\nm\u00eb shfaqej vet\u00ebm emri yt,
\nT\u00eb p\u00ebrqafonte \u00e7do fjal\u00eb e imja
\nt\u00eb puthte buz\u00ebt, edhe syt\u00eb!
\nNj\u00eb bllok e mbajta fort shtr\u00ebnguar
\ne s\u2019e kam l\u00ebshuar n\u00eb asnj\u00eb vend,
\nNuk mund ta besoja n\u00eb tjera duar
\nse ai kishte kujtimin t\u00ebnd!
\nT\u00eb kam dashur dhe prap\u00eb t\u00eb dua
\nedhe pse gj\u00ebrat nuk jan\u00eb nj\u00ebsoj,
\nJeta kaq shum\u00eb na ka ndryshuar
\npo kujtimet nuk vdesin, ato jetojn\u00eb! Fatmira Loci<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Kulmet Kulmi i durimit \u00ebsht\u00eb T\u00eb q\u00ebrosh oriz me doreza boksi Kulmi i that\u00ebsir\u00ebs \u00ebsht\u00eb: T\u00eb b\u00ebj\u00eb lopa qum\u00ebsht pluhuri Kulmi i nxeht\u00ebsis\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb T\u00eb b\u00ebj\u00eb pula vez\u00eb t\u00eb ziera Kulmi i fukarall\u00ebkut \u00ebsht\u00eb T\u00eb b\u00ebsh dashuri me prezervativ t\u00eb arnuar. Alban Arapi. Interneti Tha kunadhja e moshuar: – Dhelp\u00ebr, mbet\u00ebm pa martuar! – Rri […]<\/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-5519","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poezi"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5519","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=5519"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5519\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5519"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5519"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5519"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}