{"id":8672,"date":"2020-11-14T13:53:18","date_gmt":"2020-11-14T13:53:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/?p=8672"},"modified":"2020-11-14T13:53:18","modified_gmt":"2020-11-14T13:53:18","slug":"zef-pergega-poezi-per-konkursin","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/?p=8672","title":{"rendered":"Zef Pergega ( poezi per konkursin )"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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ANA\nTJETER E TE NJEJTES ANE  <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ana tjeter e te njejtes ane<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Cel berllok qe ne berthame<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ana tjeter e te njejtes ane<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I hap nuk rrin ne kambe<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Asnjehere s’i kreh floket<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Me bisht te gjarperit i perzien kohet<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Me rryp te kalines e terheq<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ne unaze te dores mban nje fytyre dreq<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ana tjeter e te njejtes ane<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Lumit te paqte, kur mbi te pushon dielli<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I ve diga<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Veten ta ndricoje me drita <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

E ana tjeter shpeton veten nga nje lot<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Pjesa tjeter e te njejtes ane<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

E lire…<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Te mbreteroje mbi skllaverine<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ana tjeter e te njetes ane<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Qe vete e ushqejme ujkun e zi<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Pa patur frike e blen famen, kur gerryen<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Brenda vetes njeriu e njerezimi<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ke te zgjedh ne zgjedhe?!<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Anen tjeter e te njejtes ane<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nese e zhdukim, dita behet me e bukur!<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

KUR SHIKOI MIKUN TIM POET<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Se i me duket njeriu qe nderon<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nje pike shkendije hyjnore<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Qe rreth drites se syve flake i ndez yjet<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Per kohen nje strajce lypesi qe kundermon<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vetem ne ate grigje martohen zanat<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dhembin e krimbur e terbon<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Se si me ngjan njeriu qe nderon<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Me fjalen si psallme ngrohte i mban enderrat<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

nen jestek te prendise<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nje gur i pergjegjesise<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Hedhur prej lekures se tij rrobat e neverise<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Me mjetet e thjeshta te eksitences <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I larte muri i lirise rreth e qark vallon<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nje trup i lidh me shpirtin<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I pa shperbeshem as ne vorr!<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

NE\nKETE FUND VITI<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dimrit\nkete fund viti<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Qielli\niu rrudh ne balle<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Kortezhin\ne nje vdekje percjelle nje kembane<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Drejt\nfronit nje i vdekur pese dekada behet gjalle<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Litarin\ne lagur te frymes se njerezimit<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Pale\n– pale si nje trung i zhveshur<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Xhelati\nsimbol me hanxhare<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Thurur\nme indet e nentokes se femijeve<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Po\ndasmarojne katakombet tue u shkryth<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Si\nsirenat veshur me te grisurat ne direk te velave<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Te\npakapur brekezbathur<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ne\nkohen mbushur gjysem gjak e gjysem lot<\/p>\n\n\n\n

S’jemi\ngje tjeter vecse ndryshk ne nje gozhde<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Shiko\nnga drita, nese do te behesh trokth!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

    <\/strong>KTHIM\nNE DHEUN E LINDJES<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

    N\u0451 dheun e\nlindj\u0451s ndjehesh i nj\u0451 f\u0451mij\u0451                   \n<\/p>\n\n\n\n

               Si at\u0451 dit\u0451 kur  uji i pag\u0451zimit ndezi qirinj<\/p>\n\n\n\n

                Ku klithma e dashurise e ktheu\npalen<\/p>\n\n\n\n

               \nSi paja e nus\u0451s n\u0451 gjini <\/p>\n\n\n\n

                Me lojrat e topa-leckash ,\ncinglash dhe shtetesh<\/p>\n\n\n\n

                Kur nuk njihej \u00e7el\u0451si n\u0451 der\u0451n\ne sht\u0451pis\u0451<\/p>\n\n\n\n

                 Aty ku n\u0451 voter ndizet zjarri <\/p>\n\n\n\n

                 E me flak\u0451 p\u0451rzihet malli<\/p>\n\n\n\n

                \nKur ikem qeni u b\u0451 ujk<\/p>\n\n\n\n

                  Sa mori vesh kthimin q\u0451ngj i\nbut\u0451<\/p>\n\n\n\n

                  Breshkat hedhin valle<\/p>\n\n\n\n

                 E prej zanit bolla e trash\u0451\nmerr dhen\u0451<\/p>\n\n\n\n

               Trau i kull\u0451s s\u2019e fsheh lotin<\/p>\n\n\n\n

               Si vajtor\u0451 t\u0451 mo\u00e7em kur\npercillnin vigun<\/p>\n\n\n\n

               N\u0451 tok\u0451n e t\u0451 par\u0451ve B\u0451rzan\u0451<\/p>\n\n\n\n

               Oaze me prehera nanash<\/p>\n\n\n\n

               Karafilat e ngren\u0451 kryet t\u2019u\nmarr\u0451sh er\u0451<\/p>\n\n\n\n

              Rradha e gjat\u0451 e t\u0451 m\u0451rguarve me\nta m\u0451 ngjan\u0451<\/p>\n\n\n\n

             Patriarkun e mjerimit Migjenin\nmbanin gjall\u0451!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

              Pulebardhat ne fytyre te qiellin\nshkruanin lajmin<\/p>\n\n\n\n

             Kthimi ne vjesht\u0451 b\u0451het pjergull\nme musht<\/p>\n\n\n\n

              Dheu i lindj\u0451s nuk ka muzg!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

QIELLEZA\nMU DOGJ FLAKE  <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nje\ndite djali binjak me pyeti:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Babi,\nkur te me pyesin per ty<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A\nkam leje te them: <\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAi\nlau kazanat e Amerikes dhe botoi libra!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Mos\nharro tu thuash dhe dicka tjeter:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAi\ne beri per jeten dhe te ardhmen e femijeve<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Me\nmire ti lante jashte se ne vendin e tij ti lepinte <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Kur\niku larg se me dhune e nxoren jashte<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Qe\nte mos na rrihnin ne rruge e ne shkolle <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Edhe\nkur kishim ditelindjen <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dhe\nqielleza iu dogj flake <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Per\nbese, per Dheun e Atit, per ate ATE!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Mos\nharro te rrefesh te verteten<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Se\nfjala ketu eshte shall ylberi<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ate\nngjarjen me gjyshit tend<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Shtrire\nne shtratin e vdekjes i pangitur<\/p>\n\n\n\n

E\nrrahen e vodhen, dhembe te skerrmitur<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dhe\ni thane, duke i dhene nje shkelm permbysur<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cJa\ndhe shqelm prej birit tend, ne Amerike,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gazetar,\nderi ne dhemb te syrit i yni kundershtar!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Se\nnje i marre ne vendin tend rreth eres e krimit<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ne\nnje arkivol te gjithe  gedhend!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

O\nDRINI IM ME LEJO TE TE PERKUND<\/strong>    <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vargjet\ne mia drite hije me hane<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Te\npjekura ne diell, krejt si foshja ne djep<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Oxhak\nme zjar, lart tym i bardhe<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ngrohte\nte ngushellojne qiellin nga mekatet njerezore<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Lotojne\nme denese si shelgjet e prillit<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Here\nte ngjitura e here kristale te thyera<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Me\nkrah ura ndertojne poshte kalase se Drinit<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tue\nkullue tamel si gjiri jashte i nuses se murimit<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trokthe\nkuajsh skalisin kaldremeve te gurta<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Si\nre qe zgjaten maleve te ngurrta<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nuk\ne arrijne majen qe fjala e urte<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Te\nmos i hedhe koke poshte, udhetojne e nuk ndalen<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Me\nnjeriun ne guxim duke e josh<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Per\nte mberritur hakun e ylberit dhe krojet e fresketa<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Mbi\nkakine e bukes e qyten e pushkes<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Piskasin\nsi femije per liri <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Lypin\nvasha, te njomin djepin edhe kengen<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Per\ndjemt qe presin te dielen per dasma<\/p>\n\n\n\n

E\ngjenerimin e jetes qe nis me burimin<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Se\natdheu nuk mund te rroje pa trimin<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vargjet\ne mia shpesh marrin hak<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Asnjehere\ndhunshem, por me lavd<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Here\n– here rrjedhin te qeta si nje lum brenda vetes<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ne\nraste te tjera gozhdojne edhe murin <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nese\nfsheh nje te vertete<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Mbi\nte cilen si lakonje leshohen rrufete<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tue\nu mundue me e shue nder deje gjakun e nxehte<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Disa\nnga rreshtat e mi ngjajne si kordele yjesh<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Disa\ngatuajne buken me lot malli<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Te\ntjera lot pyjesh, e zgjidhin pranga<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Me\nta fitoi i Lumi, vendimtare ne gjyqin e fundit<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Kur\nte mberrije kam me fol per fitoren<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Se\ndelireve te rreme perbuszjet do tu jene thare<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bash\nsi barin kur e shkel nje kale<\/p>\n\n\n\n

O\nDrini im si askund!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Me\nlejo me vargjet e mia ambel te te perkund<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Se\nne kete jete folen me fjalet e dheut<\/p>\n\n\n\n

E\nvarka e lotit tim zbrazdesine e shpirtit te te mbush!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Si\nvella i vogel bashke drejt detit, Prometeut!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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