{"id":4222,"date":"2014-03-29T19:05:23","date_gmt":"2014-03-29T19:05:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/?p=4222"},"modified":"2014-03-29T19:05:23","modified_gmt":"2014-03-29T19:05:23","slug":"poezi-nga-mimoza-agalliu","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/?p=4222","title":{"rendered":"Poezi nga Mimoza Agalliu"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>Mimoza Agalliu<\/p>\n

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Gjelb\u00ebroj tej e k\u00ebnd dit\u00ebn!\u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n

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P\u00ebrp\u00eblitesha n\u00eb labirintet e shpirtit,
\nlodhsh\u00ebm, vrapova t\u00eb \u00e7el portat,
\n\u00e7udi, gjithkund dukeshin mbyllur!
\nK\u00ebrkova mes psher\u00ebtimave mermeruar,
\nPort\u00ebn e dashuris\u00eb t\u00eb \u00e7el, dhimbjen ta vras.
\nVrapova, si zogtrembur, duke \u00e7ukitur\u2026
\nE d\u00ebshp\u00ebruar kthehem,
\np\u00ebrdhe rash\u00eb, krah\u00ebk\u00ebputur,
\n\u00c7aste err\u00ebsire ma mbuluan shpirtin,
\nd\u00ebgjoja nj\u00eb z\u00eb mes heshtjes mbyt\u00ebse,
\nvinte nga larg, si kor hap\u00ebsire,\u2026
\nZ\u00ebri gush\u00ebs p\u00ebshp\u00ebriste leht\u00eb,
\nhapi vrullsh\u00ebm dorez\u00ebn e port\u00ebs s\u00eb mallit\u2026
\nDielli \u00e7au ret\u00eb e me syt\u00eb e m\u00ebdhenj
\nm\u00eb \u00e7eli port\u00ebmadhen e kopshtit me lule,
\nBuz\u00ebqeshja e tij m\u00eb treti buz\u00ebt,
\nDuar dashurie tuf\u00ebzuan t\u00ebr\u00eb lulet e fush\u00ebs,
\nMidis barit t\u00eb blert\u00eb mblodh\u00ebn ca t\u00eb kuqe e ca
\nvjollc\u00eb,
\nKuror\u00eb skeptri t\u00eb bukur formuan mbi kok\u00eb\u2026
\nLehtas p\u00ebshp\u00ebriti dashuria:
\n\u201cKurr\u00eb mos kij frik\u00eb, se nj\u00eb dit\u00eb do t\u00eb mbyllet kjo
\nport\u00eb,
\nmjafton, p\u00ebshp\u00ebrit\u2026 \u201c.
\nMe fllad t\u00eb leht\u00eb port\u00ebn ta \u00e7el n\u00eb buz\u00eb:
\nP\u00ebshp\u00ebrim\u00eb.
\nGjelb\u00ebroj tej e k\u00ebnd dit\u00ebn!\u2026<\/p>\n

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\u00a0Kur ngjiz jet\u00eb n\u00eb syt\u00eb e tu<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Syt\u00eb e tu p\u00ebrk\u00ebdhelin but\u00ebsisht v\u00ebshtrime,
\nBul\u00ebza t\u00eb nxehta ngrohin trupa, lotin prek,
\ns njoh formula n\u00eb dashuri !
\nUn\u00eb e preka, e jetova,
\nlumturoj shpirtin.
\nPres t\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen
\nt\u00eb mbulohem me puthje pa fund,
\np\u00ebr Ty, dashuri e par\u00eb ,
\njam e fundit p\u00ebr ty,
\ne till\u00eb mbeta
\nE di, kjo \u00ebsht\u00eb e mundur.
\nS dua t\u00eb humbas,
\ns do t\u00eb shkoj larg,
\nduke l\u00ebn\u00eb pas shpirtrat thar\u00eb,
\nnga etja p\u00ebr pak dashuri.
\nE ndjej prekjen t\u00ebnde,
\nkam frik\u00eb munges\u00ebn t\u00ebnde.
\nTi jeton jet\u00ebn time, un\u00eb prek \u00e7astin t\u00ebnd,
\nnd\u00ebrsa anija e jet\u00ebs rrit shpejt\u00ebsin\u00eb,
\nndjej t\u00eb t\u00eb mbaj shtr\u00ebnguar,
\nkrah\u00ebhapur dit\u00ebnet\u00ebve pa ndasi, pa ritual ndjenje.
\nEndrrat e mia jan\u00eb prelud jete,
\nn\u00ebse do t\u00eb m\u00eb zgjoj\u00eb nga kjo qet\u00ebsi, do t\u00eb hapja syt\u00eb t\u00eb
\nt\u00eb thosha:
\nM\u00eb ler t\u00eb fluturoj n\u00eb Univers,
\nbashk\u00eb me ty t\u00eb ngjiz jet\u00eb syve t\u00eb tu!<\/p>\n

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\u00a0Kur dielli ngroh val\u00ebn<\/strong>
\nShk\u00ebputem nga zhurma,
\nt\u00eb kuvendoj me val\u00ebn,
\nn\u00eb hap\u00ebsir\u00ebn e kalt\u00ebr,
\nt\u00eb gj\u00ebr\u00eb, shoh syt\u00eb e tu,
\nn\u00eb shpatet e kodrave
\nmarr t\u00ebndin p\u00ebrqafim.
\nN\u00ebse dielli i nxeht\u00eb,
\nm\u00eb djeg pak shpin\u00ebn
\nsht\u00ebpia e shpirtit tim,
\nmbetet midis jet\u00ebs vdekjes,
\nn\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb jubile t\u00eb nj\u00eb dit\u00eb plot rreze,
\nashtu si, syt\u00eb e tu plot gjalles\u00eb.
\nNdaj, t\u00eb lutem,
\nmerre n\u00eb k\u00ebng\u00ebn t\u00ebnde, puthjen time,
\nvishja atij lisi t\u00eb fort\u00eb,
\nta mbaj\u00eb gjithnj\u00eb ngroht\u00eb,
\nn\u00eb natyr\u00ebn e qet\u00eb t\u00eb jet\u00ebve tona,
\nzbukuruar n\u00eb dekore puthje – p\u00ebrk\u00ebdhelje,
\nderisa t\u00eb rrahin k\u00ebto dy zemra t\u00eb brishta,
\npor t\u00eb forta,
\nsi vet\u00eb trungu i tyre,
\nrr\u00ebnjosur thell\u00eb viteve,
\nsepse dielli do t\u00eb vazhdoj\u00eb
\nt\u00eb ngroh\u00eb val\u00ebn, ende,
\np\u00ebr shum\u00eb koh\u00eb<\/p>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Etje<\/strong><\/p>\n

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\u00cbndrrat p\u00ebrziheshin reve t\u00eb bardha<\/p>\n

pafund\u00ebsis\u00eb qiellore,<\/p>\n

syt\u00eb njom\u00ebshtuar dirigjonin sonate h\u00ebne,<\/p>\n

frymoheshin leht\u00eb gush\u00ebs,<\/p>\n

mbuluar me ves\u00eb ndjenjash;<\/p>\n

posht\u00eb trupave<\/p>\n

n\u00eb heshtje solemne bari ngjyroste koh\u00ebn<\/p>\n

me shpres\u00eb pafund\u00ebsie.<\/p>\n

Ajo l\u00ebvdonte jet\u00ebn,<\/p>\n

Ai betohej dashuris\u00eb<\/p>\n

T\u00eb dy p\u00ebrhumbur \u00ebndrr\u00ebs udh\u00ebtonin p\u00ebrqafuar,<\/p>\n

skajeve t\u00eb kalt\u00ebrsis\u00eb,<\/p>\n

pastaj zbrisnin ,<\/p>\n

p\u00ebrs\u00ebri krah\u00ebve t\u00eb d\u00ebshir\u00ebs.<\/p>\n

Vello bul\u00ebzash t\u00eb bardha<\/p>\n

u derdhej l\u00ebkur\u00ebs,<\/p>\n

ndri\u00e7uan syt\u00eb e tyre,<\/p>\n

duke ndezur meteor<\/p>\n

Flaka ndezi qiellin,<\/p>\n

petale tr\u00ebndafili t\u00eb bardh\u00eb<\/p>\n

u shkrin\u00eb mahnitsh\u00ebm etjes<\/p>\n

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\u00a0Qyteti im i zogjve<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Qyteti im, sfilat\u00eb makinash,<\/p>\n

ku luksi dhe tymi garojn\u00eb;<\/p>\n

Arom\u00eb bliri,<\/p>\n

er\u00eb pusetash p\u00ebrzier,<\/p>\n

Magji nd\u00ebrtesash antike,<\/p>\n

ku bukurin\u00eb zbehin<\/p>\n

peizazhe betoni,<\/p>\n

pa form\u00eb\u2026<\/p>\n

Rrug\u00eb baltosur<\/p>\n

prej gllab\u00ebrie pushtetar\u00ebsh,<\/p>\n

Shpirtra t\u00eb p\u00ebrvuajtur<\/p>\n

nga skamja\u2026<\/p>\n

Qyteti im pushtuar<\/p>\n

prej endacak\u00ebsh,<\/p>\n

shpirt brengosur,<\/p>\n

Kambana lutjesh<\/p>\n

ushton minareve \u2026<\/p>\n

Qyteti im asfaltverbues,<\/p>\n

zbehur nga pikla gjaku<\/p>\n

t\u00eb pafajshm\u00ebsh,<\/p>\n

P\u00eblhur\u00eb blerimi,<\/p>\n

dhunuar padrejt\u00ebsisht,<\/p>\n

prej majm\u00ebris\u00eb,<\/p>\n

n\u00ebn paform\u00ebsi,<\/p>\n

lokalesh gllab\u00ebruese<\/p>\n

shpin\u00ebn k\u00ebrrus,\u2026<\/p>\n

Frym\u00ebmarrjen ka koh\u00eb,<\/p>\n

s\u2019e shijon,<\/p>\n

Qyteti im, i zogjve<\/p>\n

k\u00ebndon<\/p>\n

refren demokracie<\/p>\n

pa z\u00eb\u2026<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Mimoza Agalliu   Gjelb\u00ebroj tej e k\u00ebnd dit\u00ebn!\u2026   P\u00ebrp\u00eblitesha n\u00eb labirintet e shpirtit, lodhsh\u00ebm, vrapova t\u00eb \u00e7el portat, \u00e7udi, gjithkund dukeshin mbyllur!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4222","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poezi"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4222","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=4222"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4222\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4224,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4222\/revisions\/4224"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4222"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=4222"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=4222"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}