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AGIM BAJRAMI<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Si mund t\u0113 puthet nj\u00eb grua<\/strong>
\n<\/strong>
\nSi mund t\u0113 puthet nj\u00eb grua e bukur ?
\nKy \u0113sht\u00eb nj\u0113 \u00e7ast q\u00eb ka r\u00ebnd\u00ebsi
\nN\u0113 fillim duhet q\u00eb rreth jush t\u0113 ket\u00eb shum\u00eb lule
\nQ\u00ea me petale tju b\u0113jn\u00eb fotografi
\n
\nQielli duhet t\u0113 jet\u0113 m\u0113 shum\u0113 se i kalt\u0113r
\nDhe ret\u0113 duhen shtyr\u0113 n\u00eb nj\u0113 skaj
\nTi vet\u00ebm at\u00eb \u00e7ast mund ti afrohesh m\u00eb af\u00ebr
\nTa b\u0113sh t\u00eb ngrej\u0113 kok\u00ebn e saj
\n
\nNd\u0113rkaq mund ti thuash ndonj\u00eb fjal\u0113 t\u0113 \u00ebmb\u0113l
\nAt\u0113 \u00e7ast gjith\u0113 fjal\u00eat dalin vet\u0113
\nPastaj ngadal\u00ea tja prek\u00eash buz\u00ebn
\nLeht\u0113 , fare leht\u00ea
\n
\nAjo patj\u0113r do mbyll syt\u0113
\nOse mund t\u00eb t\u00ea shtyje pak me duar
\nKjo do t\u0113 thote se i p\u00eblqen gjesti yt
\nDhe i ka shijuar
\n
\n
\nM\u0113 tej gjith\u00e7ka i ngjan magjis\u0113
\nDy buzet e saj do ndizen prush
\nDhe n\u00ebse digjesh mos l\u00ebviz
\nNga djegje e till\u0113 nuk vdes askush
\n
\nShijo k\u0113t\u0113 cast ,gjersa t\u0113 mundesh
\nK\u00ebt\u0113 prekje zjarri dhe shtr\u00ebngim
\nKur puth nj\u0113 grua b\u0113hesh engj\u0113ll
\nDhe ke mbas vetes nj\u0113 bekim
\n
\n….
\n
\n
\n
\nTakim me detin<\/strong>
\n
\nAi m\u0113 kish par\u0113 ,q\u0113 kur i zbrita urbanit
\n(S ‘mendoja q\u0113 do m\u0113 shihte aq larg )
\nSe kishte m\u0113 pamjen e ngrir\u0113 t\u0113 janarit
\nDhe portretin e vrazhdt\u0113
\n
\nIsh b\u0113r\u0113 m\u00eb i but\u0113 dhe m\u0113 i heshtur
\nKjo kuptohej leht\u0113 me nj\u0113 shikim
\nStuhit\u00eb e forta kishin reshtur
\nDhe ishin kthyer thjesht\u0113 kujtim
\n
\nMegjithat\u0113 prap\u0113 i kish mbetur
\nNj\u0113 tik nervoz diku mbi syt\u0113
\nDuket nga koh\u0113t e v\u0113shtira
\nNga ndeshja e eg\u0113r me stuhit\u0113
\n
\n– M\u0113 kish marr\u00eb malli tha i qeshur
\nSe dhe ne detet kemi mall
\nM\u00eb pas kaloi buz\u00ebn e bregut
\nEdhe m\u0113 puthi leht\u00eb n\u0113 ball\u0113
\n
\nAt\u0113 \u00e7ast dhe un\u0113 ndjeva nj\u0113 dridhje
\n(T\u00eb t’puth\u00eb nj\u0113 det , nuk qenka pak )
\nBabai i er\u0113s kalt\u0113rsive
\nI nj\u0113jt\u0113 me shpirtin tim, binjak
\n
\n
\nAi m\u0113 kish par\u00eb , q\u0113 n\u0113 \u00e7astin q\u00eb zbrita
\nNdaj doli t\u0113 m\u0113 priste vet\u00eb
\nNga prekja e tij m\u0113 ndryshoi dita
\nDhe gjoksi im u b\u0113 vet\u0113 det
\n
\n….
\n
\n
\n
\nDuke t\u00eb k\u00earkuar ty
\n<\/strong>
\nKam kaq koh\u00eb q\u00eb eci
\nDhe s’di t\u00eb ndaloj
\nUdha q\u0113 kam nisur
\nS’thot\u00ea ku do m\u0113 \u00e7oj\u0113
\n
\nEci pa pushuar
\nNgadal\u0113, a me vrap
\nPor nuk \u0113sht\u0113 e th\u0113n\u0113
\nDiku t\u0113 t\u0113 kap
\n
\nSe ti shkon gjithmon\u0113
\nNj\u0113 hap para meje
\nMot\u0113r bubullimash
\nDhe bij\u0113 prej rrufeje
\n
\nMbi nj\u0113 vark\u0113 t\u0113 vjet\u0113r
\nPa vel dhe timon
\nVe\u00e7 nj\u0113 bisk prej h\u0113ne
\nUdh\u0113n ma ndri\u00e7on
\n
\nM\u0113 ndrin her\u0113 her\u0113
\nDhe imazhi yt
\nSepse ti je \u00c7irce
\nNga fjal\u0113t dhe syt\u0113
\n
\nNat\u0113n m\u0113 ngrin era
\nDit\u0113n m\u0113 lag shiu
\nPo kur t\u0113 ngroh zemra
\nS’do t’ja dij\u0113 njeriu
\n
\nNgado det i eg\u0113r
\nP\u0113rpara dhe pas
\nDo t\u0113 t\u0113 gjej patjeter
\nDhe sikur t\u0113 plas
\n
\nDo t\u0113 gjej patjet\u0113r
\nMos ki hi\u00e7 dyshim
\nNet\u0113t edhe udh\u0113t
\nJan\u0113 portreti im
\n
\n
\n….
\n
\n
\n
\nVarja n\u0113 litar e Haxhi Qamilit,
\n<\/strong>
\nJa kishin lidhur duart
\nTa \u00e7onin n\u0113 litar
\nSi\u00e7 kish b\u00ebr\u00eb dhe ai
\nMe t\u00eb tjer\u00eb , pak m\u00ea par\u00ea
\n
\nNje er\u0113 e r\u0113nd\u0113 i dilte
\nNga mjekra e llangosur
\nSi kut\u00ebrbim.kufomash
\nHarruar pa varrosur
\n
\nPa ngjyr\u0113 ajri i mesdit\u0113s
\nDhe qielli krejt pa sy
\nAi kish ardh n\u00eb jet\u00eb
\nT\u00eb mbillte vet\u0113m zi
\n
\nD\u00ec\u00e7ka thosh n\u00ebp\u0113r dh\u0113mb\u00eb
\nDhe klithte n\u0113 \u00e7do hap
\nDovleti kishte vdekur
\nAi desh ta ngjallte prap\u00eb
\nf
\nDhe s’ish p\u0113r tu \u00e7uditur
\nP\u0113r tu habitur s’ish
\nAi kish dal\u0113 nga terri
\nNga koh\u00ebra marr\u0113zish
\n
\nTashm\u0113 kish ardhur ora
\nT\u0113 kthehej prap\u00eb aty
\nPa tinguj dhe fanfara
\nPa ndere dhe lavdi
\n
\nCa sorra vrisnin heshtjen
\nMe zhurm\u00eb e hak\u0113rrim\u0113
\nN\u00ebn qiejt si ng\u00eardheshje
\nDhe ajrin mbushur tym
\n
\nP\u00ebrball\u0113 tundet litari
\nI shtyr\u0113 nga nj\u0113 er\u00eb
\nSi fati i atdheut
\nAt\u0113 vit t\u0113 zi ,t\u0113 mjer\u0113
\n
\nSi d\u0113shifrim mallkimi
\nI dal\u0113 nga nj\u0113 humner\u0113
\nShqip\u00ebrija i lind bijt\u0113
\nT\u0113 vriten p\u0113r t\u0113 tjer\u0113
\n
\nJa kishin hedhur lakun
\nTa varnin n\u0113 litar
\nMbas tij ora e atdheut
\nN\u0113 heshtje hiqej zvarr\u0113
\n
\n….
\n
\n
\nMos u mundo !
\n<\/strong>
\nMos u mundo ta fsheh\u0113sh trupin pas k\u0113saj mbr\u0113mje
\nDhe mos u b\u00eaj me turp
\nSonte kam qejf. t\u0113 b\u0113j ca gj\u0113ra t\u0113 \u00e7mendura
\nBie fjala , t\u00eb t\u0113 ngrej mbi sup.
\n
\nOse t\u0113 t’ pikturoj me frym\u00eb
\nCa yj mbi buz\u0113 , edhe mbi gji
\nN\u0113 dashuri kufijt\u0113 nuk njihen
\nN\u0113 dashuri , nuk ka kufi
\n
\nS’ m\u0113 prekin m\u00eb lutjet e tua
\nKy trup q\u0113 dridhet si lofat\u0113
\nSot do b\u0113j me ty ,at\u00eb \u00e7’ka dua
\nNata jo m\u0113 kot , do jet\u00ea e gjat\u00eb
\n
\nAjo i njeh mir\u0113 trillet e mia
\nDhe s ‘ngurron t\u0113 m\u0113 behet aleat
\nKur me deh si vera dashuria
\nDhe kam qejf , t\u0113 rri me ty n\u0113 shtrat
\n
\n
\nNdaj mos m\u0113 kerko t\u0113 jem i matur
\nSonte gjith\u00e7ka jotja m\u0113 tundon
\nNata k\u0113rkon rast , t\u0113 ndez\u00eb ca zjarre
\nDhe pa \u00e7menduri kjo gj\u0113 nuk
\n
\n….
\n
\n
\nEr\u0113
\n<\/strong>
\nM\u0113 duhej k\u0113t\u0113 \u00e7ast kjo er\u0113 e leht\u0113
\nQ\u0113 erdhi si me porosi
\nBalonat e kaltra ti ngrej\u0113 mbi qytet
\nDhe vajzave t\u00eb bukura , ti prek\u0113 ca n\u0113 gji
\n
\nPo ndjej dhe un\u0113 ca ledhatime
\nT\u0113 buta , sa t\u0113 v\u0113n\u0113 n\u0113 gjum\u0113
\nUn\u0113 gjithmon\u0113 kam qen\u0113 qejfli i er\u0113s
\nDhe pse p\u00ebr shiun vdes m\u0113 shum\u0113
\n
\nN\u0113 breg dalloj ca peshkatar\u0113
\nNj\u0113rin e njoh , \u0113sht\u0113 fqinji im
\nKy \u0113sht\u0113 p\u0113r ta ogur i mbar\u0113
\nNdaj po ngrejn\u0113 velat me nxitim
\n
\nT\u0113r\u0113 nat\u0113n do peshkojn\u0113 n\u0113 det
\nSka gj\u0113 se trupi do t’ju mardh\u0113
\nUn\u0113 qysh tani po i shoh rrjetat
\nT\u0113 mbushur plot me peshq t\u0113 bardh\u0113
\n
\nM\u0113 duhej k\u0113t\u0113 \u00e7ast kjo er\u0113 e leht\u0113
\n(Ajo u shfaq kur askush se priste)
\nT\u0113 m\u0113 ndjek nga pas n\u0113p\u0113r qytet
\nDhe t\u0113 m\u0113 puth si gjimnaziste
\n
\n
\n….
\n
\n
\n
\nAjo !
\n<\/strong>
\nAjo u nis
\ndhe u kthye prap\u0113
\nS’ish m\u0113suar t\u0113 b\u0113nte
\nPa t\u0113 asn\u0113 hap
\n
\nDi\u00e7ka deshi ti thoshte
\nPor ndjeu se s’ kish m\u00ea fjal\u00eb
\nFytyra e tij n\u0113 mjegull
\nPo zhdukej dal\u0113ngadal\u0113
\n
\nDhe bashk\u0113 me t\u00eb po zhdukej
\nDhe nj\u00ea peisazh i shkuar
\nAta t\u00eb dy s\u0113bashku
\nDikur t\u0113 p\u0113rqafuar
\n
\nNj\u00ea klithm\u0113 deshi t\u0113 nxirrte
\nPor thell\u0113 n\u0113 gryk\u0113 ju mbyt
\nTashm\u0113 gjith\u00e7ka mes tyre
\nKish vdekur , kish dh\u0113n\u0113 shpirt
\n
\n– Si ngjau k\u0113shtu ,? pyeti
\nPor s’mori kund p\u0113rgjigje
\nP\u0113rve\u00e7 nj\u0113 klithme ere
\nQ\u0113 rendte n\u0113p\u0113r brigje
\n
\nI heshtur bulevardi
\nPa z\u0113ra dhe pa ngjyra
\nNga dashurit\u0113 e vrara
\nLoton edhe natyra
\n
\nI ngurt\u0113 peisazhi vjesht\u0113s
\nE ngurt\u0113 dhe ajo vet\u00eb
\nN\u0113 qiejt e saj te syve
\nVargan grahnin rrufe
\n
\n….
\n
\n
\n
\nVjedh\u0113sit e shpres\u00ebs
\n<\/strong>
\nDje ma vodh\u0113n shpres\u0113n.
\nMa flak\u0113n n\u0113 det
\nCa hije t\u0113 zeza
\nVeshur me pushtet
\n
\nMa shkul\u0113n nga gjoksi
\nSi t\u0113 ish nj\u0113 let\u0113r
\nNga nj\u0113 soj i till\u0113
\n\u00c7’mund t\u0113 pres\u0113sh tjet\u0113r ?
\n
\nM\u0113 pas ma pren\u0113 gjuh\u0113n
\nDhe s’m\u0113 lan\u0113 t\u0113 flas
\nN\u0113 nj\u0113 popull delesh
\nGjith\u00e7ka mund t\u0113 ngjas\u0113
\n
\nAskush s’kish guximin
\nT’m\u0113 zgjaste nj\u0113 dor\u0113
\nVet\u0113m bleg\u0113rinin
\nMe nj\u0113 z\u0113 n\u0113 kor
\n
\nT\u0113 gjith\u0113 shpin\u0113 k\u0113rrusur
\nDhe me kafk\u0113 t\u0113 ngr\u0113n\u0113
\nSikur t\u0113 m\u0113 thonin
\n-Sa mir\u0113 q\u0113 ta b\u0113n\u0113
\n
\n-\u00c7 ‘tu desh mor i gjor\u0113
\nFjala ,Ideali
\nKjo \u0113sht\u0113 koh\u0113 p\u0113r ujq\u0113r
\nDhe p\u0113r minj kanali
\n
\n
\n
\nEh c’llogjik\u0113 prej turme
\n\u00c7’liri g\u0113njeshtare
\nZot me fal pak aj\u0113r
\nSe s’po marr frym\u0113 fare
\n
\n
\nDje ma vran\u0113 shpres\u0113n
\nMa b\u0113r\u0113n th\u0113rrime
\nTash s’di kush \u0113sht\u0113 gjall\u0113
\nUn\u0113 a hija ime ?
\n
\n….
\n
\n
\n
\nBunker i harruar
\n<\/strong>
\nN\u0113 mes t\u0113 fush\u0113s nj\u0113 bunker
\n( Nga t\u0113 pakt\u0113t q\u0113 akoma kan\u0113 mbetur )
\nMe goj\u00ebn nga rruga ,drejtuar p\u0113rher\u0113
\nDhe trupin e nxir\u0113 , e t\u00eb tretur
\n
\nNja dy tre moll\u0113 i rrijn\u0113 rrotull
\nP\u0113rkundin deg\u00ebt me m\u00ebrzi
\nAto asnj\u0113her\u0113 nuk kan\u0113 b\u0113r\u00eb asnj\u00eb kok\u00earr
\nSigurisht nga pranija e tij
\n
\nKalojn\u00eb n\u0113 heshtje udh\u0113tar\u0113t
\nNj\u0113 dridhje trupin u’a p\u0113rshkon
\nN\u0113 m\u0113nd ju vjen nje koh\u00eb e larg\u00eat
\nMe klithma bishash dhe me klon
\n
\nBu\u00e7ima \u00e7angash u’a mpijn\u00eb trurin
\nUl\u0113rima komisar\u0113sh pervers\u0113
\nAta n\u00eb bark t\u0113 tij t\u0113 strukur
\nMe sy pa gjum\u00eb gjer n\u00eb m\u00ebngjes
\n
\nPrisnin armikun q\u00eb t\u0113 vinte
\n(Armik q\u0113 kurr\u0113 nuk u duk )
\nSe dinin q\u0113 e keqja e vetes
\nIsh truri i tyre eunuk
\n
\n
\nN\u0113 mes t\u0113 fush\u0113s nj\u0113 bunker
\nPrej kocka skllev\u0113rish i nd\u0113rtuar
\nPran\u00eb tij m\u0113ngjesi lind i mjer\u0113
\nDhe dielli ngjan me sy t\u0113 shuar
\n
\n
\n….
\n
\n
\n
\nRosa t\u0113 egra n\u0113n ur\u0113n Giancarlo Ruffini (Savona)
\n<\/strong>
\nRosa t\u0113 egra n\u0113 lumin e thar\u0113
\nQ\u0113 m\u0113 shoq\u0113roni me v\u0113shtrime
\nM\u0113 kot prisni ndihm\u0113 nga \u00e7do kalimtar
\nTju hedh\u0113 ndonj\u0113 th\u0113rrime
\n
\nPosht\u0113 ur\u0113s ecni dalngadal\u0113
\nPa qejf edhe d\u0113shir\u00eb
\nRreth jush ka vet\u0113m zall t\u0113 bardh\u0113
\nQ\u00eb s’premton gj\u00eb t\u00eb mir\u0113
\n
\n\u00c7do \u00e7ast m\u0113 shum\u0113 ju vret urija
\nDhe nj\u0113 merzi pa fund
\nJu s’keni krah\u0113 t\u0113 fluturoni
\nTu shkoni tjet\u0113rkund
\n
\nN\u0113 pellgun pran\u0113 pak  uj\u00eb i mbetur
\nVetveten ha cdo dit\u00eb
\nN\u0113 to s’ka peshk m\u0113 si ateher\u0113
\nPor nj\u0113 llum q\u0113 t\u0113 mbyt
\n
\nAskush drejt jush s’i kthen m\u0113 syt\u0113
\n( K\u0113tu s’egziston m\u0113shira)
\nS’ju mbetet vec t\u0113 shani fatin
\nDhe k\u0113t\u0113 sezon pa shira
\n
\nPosht\u00eb ur\u0113s ecni dalngadal\u0113
\nPak forca ju kan\u0113 mbetur
\nRosa t\u0113 zeza  , t\u0113 zallit t\u0113 bardh\u0113
\nDhe k\u0113tij lumi t\u0113 etur
\n
\n….
\n
\n
\n
\nVras\u0113s !
\n<\/strong>
\nKy burr\u0113 i p\u00earkulur mbi kafen ekspres
\nQ\u0113 diellit i buz\u00ebqesh p\u00ebr s\u0113 largu
\nSi bie nd\u0113r mend , q\u00eb pas pak do t\u00eb vdes\u0113
\nN\u00eb nj\u0113 pellga\u00e7e gjaku
\n
\nV\u00ebshtrimi i tij si dallon vras\u00easit
\nS’ sheh  gj\u0113 p\u00ebr t\u0113 dyshuar
\nAta q\u00eandrojn\u0113 mbas der\u0113s gati
\nMe gisht n\u0113 k\u0113mb\u00ebz shtr\u00ebnguar
\n
\nT\u0113 ftoht\u0113 , t\u0113 heshtur dhe t\u0113 qet\u0113
\nDrejt tij kan\u0113 ngulur syt\u00eb si nata
\nP\u0113r ta ky burr\u0113 \u0113sht\u0113 thjesht klient
\n“Nj\u0113 grusht parash t\u0113 thata “
\n
\nKan\u0113 koh\u0113 q\u0113 presin t\u00eb vij \u00e7asti
\nTju dale “xholi “n\u0113 der\u0113
\nDy shkrepje plumbi n\u0113 mes ballit
\nDhe mbarojn\u0113 menjeher\u0113
\n
\nNdaj nuk ja falin dot vones\u00ebn
\nNga nervat sa s’po “plasin”
\nAta jan\u0113 vrases me pages\u0113
\nDhe s’kane koh\u00eb t\u0113 humbasin
\n
\nT\u0113 tjer\u0113 pas tij n\u0113 llst\u0113 jan\u0113 shkruar
\nP\u0113r tu q\u00ebruar sot
\nKjo koh\u0113 prej krismash \u0113sht\u0113 krijuar
\nDhe pa gjak nuk b\u0113n dot
\n
\nKy burr\u0113 i p\u0113rkulur mbi kafen ekspres
\nMes smogut i rrethuar
\nSigurisht e ka ndjer\u00eb ,se pas pak do t\u00ea vdes\u00eb
\nNdaj mban nj\u0113 varr n\u00eb duar
\n
\n….
\n
\n
\nDimer !
\n<\/strong>( Ma rikujtoj fb )
\n
\nS’po m\u00eb le koh\u0113 ky dim\u0113r, t\u00eb mendoj p\u0113r ty
\nEsht\u0113 ftoht\u0113 dhe gripi po m\u0113 qaset
\n\u00c7do dit\u00eb nga qielli rigon shi
\nDhe era e ngrir\u0113 ngado p\u00ebrplaset
\n
\nS’po m\u00eb le koh\u00eb ky dimer , t\u00eb t\u00eb ndjej brenda vetes
\n(T\u00eb t’pikturoj me diell syt\u00eb )
\nAcari i mbr\u0113mjes ngriu gjith\u00ea sheshet
\n( Pas pak do nisin dhe stuhit\u0113 )
\n
\nS’po m\u0113 le koh\u0113 ky dim\u0113r, me ty t\u0113 takohem
\nN\u0113 shkall\u0113 k\u00ebpuc\u00ebt dergjen bosh
\nNga terri rrug\u0113t z\u0113n\u0113 verbohen
\nDhe nuk \u0113sht\u0113 mir\u0113 t\u0113 udh\u00ebtosh
\n
\nS’po m\u00eb le koh\u0113 ky dim\u0113r, ca radh\u00eb t\u0113 t\u0113 shkruaj
\n(Dhe b\u0113n t\u00eb m\u00eb dridhet nj\u0113ra dor\u0113 )
\n\u00c7do varg m\u0113 ngjan si mish i huaj
\nN\u00eb fyt m\u0113 “ngec”\u00e7do metafor\u0113
\n
\nS’po m\u0113 le koh\u0113 ky dim\u00ebr , t\u0113 t\u0113 shkrij n\u0113 retin\u0113
\nT\u0113 t\u00eb ruaj si imazh p\u0113r s\u00eb paku
\nSe era qepallat mi mbyll me rr\u0113mbim
\nDhe ty menj\u00ebher\u00eb t\u00eb ngrin gjaku
\n
\nS’po m\u00e9 le koh\u00eb ky dim\u0113r, t\u0113 nd\u0113rtoj nj\u00eb parajs\u00eb
\nPrej puthjesh dhe sysh \u0113nd\u0113rrimi
\nPrandaj nga inati m\u00eb vjen t\u0113 ” p\u0113lcas”
\nDhe dimrin ta shaj me fjal\u0113 dimri
\n
\nS’po m\u00eb le koh\u00eb  ky dim\u00ebr ! ..
\n
\n….
\n
\n
\nUllinj Cam\u00earie
\n<\/strong>
\nUllinj t\u0113 vendlindjes
\nAnek\u0113nd shp\u00ebrndar\u00eb
\nSa vite u b\u0113n\u00ea
\nQ\u0113 jetojm\u00eb t\u0113 ndar\u00eb
\n
\nN\u00eb dy harta dhimbjesh
\nPrej gardhi dhe kloni
\nMu ka \u00e7ar\u00eb shpirti
\nZemra m\u00eb besoni
\n
\nBallin lar\u00eb nga shirat
\nTrupin vrar\u00eb nga shqota
\nPor syt\u0113 ju kan\u0113 ngrir\u0113
\nVet\u00ebm nga Qaf\u0113 bota
\n
\nDi\u00e7 ju thot\u0113 n\u00eb vesh
\nDhe ju p\u00eashp\u00ebrit
\nSe  zot\u00ebrit e vjet\u0113rit
\nDo kthehen nj\u0113 dit\u00eb
\n
\nDo vijn\u0113 me patjet\u0113r
\nPa frik\u00eb e pa droj\u00eb
\nSe lumenjt\u0113 kur fryhen
\nSka dig\u00eb ti pengoj\u00eb
\n
\nP\u00ebrmbi krah\u00eb zogjsh
\nA mbi vet\u0113tima
\nBijt\u0113 e Pirro burrit
\nS’fshihen n\u00ebp\u0113r vrima
\n
\nEnde s’ju besohet
\nNdaj pyesni veten
\n\u00c7u b\u0113 vall\u0113 me etrit
\nGjyshrit ku po treten ?
\n
\nN\u0113n teh bajonetash
\nI shkuan t\u00ea gjith\u00eb
\nGjaku i \u00c7am\u00earis\u00eb
\nEnde klith e klith
\n
\nR\u0113n\u00eb pran\u0113 nj\u00ebri tjetrit
\nFoshnja e baballar\u00eb
\nCa me net\u00eb mbuluar
\nCa me plag\u0113 acar
\n
\nAskush s’mund t\u00eb ngrihej
\nT’ju jepte nj\u00eb dor\u00ea
\nIsh nj\u0113 koh\u00eb demon\u00eash
\nPa data dhe or\u00eb
\n
\nKalendar\u00ebt flet\u00ebt
\n\u00c7orr\u00ebn t\u00eb tmerruar
\nP\u00ebrroi i Selanit
\nGolgot\u00eb e pashkruar
\n
\nN\u00ebn nj\u0113 h\u0113n\u00eb t\u0113 vrar\u00eb
\nT\u00eb verdh\u0113 si meit
\nVet\u0113m ju guxuat
\nQ\u00eb t’ju mbyllnit syt\u00eb
\n
\nDhe n\u0113 trup i fut\u00ebt
\nMes trungjesh i shkrit\u00eb
\nT\u0113 ishit s\u0113bashku
\nN\u0113 gjith\u00eb historit\u00eb
\n
\nUllinj t\u00eb vendlindjes
\nKronika prej gjethesh
\n\u00c7am\u00ebrija jon\u0113
\nPrap\u00eb digjet prej ethesh
\n
\n…..<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

AGIM BAJRAMI Si mund t\u0113 puthet nj\u00eb grua Si mund t\u0113 puthet nj\u00eb grua e bukur ? Ky \u0113sht\u00eb nj\u0113 \u00e7ast q\u00eb ka r\u00ebnd\u00ebsi N\u0113 fillim duhet q\u00eb rreth jush t\u0113 ket\u00eb shum\u00eb lule Q\u00ea me petale tju b\u0113jn\u00eb fotografi Qielli duhet t\u0113 jet\u0113 m\u0113 shum\u0113 se i kalt\u0113r Dhe ret\u0113 duhen shtyr\u0113 n\u00eb nj\u0113…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":8948,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-8947","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poezi"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8947","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=8947"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8947\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8949,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8947\/revisions\/8949"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/8948"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=8947"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=8947"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=8947"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}