{"id":9608,"date":"2022-03-22T15:20:56","date_gmt":"2022-03-22T15:20:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/?p=9608"},"modified":"2022-03-22T15:20:56","modified_gmt":"2022-03-22T15:20:56","slug":"poezi-nga-zef-pergega-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/?p=9608","title":{"rendered":"POEZI NGA ZEF PERGEGA"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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POEZI NGA ZEF PERGEGA<\/p>\n

ME FRYMEN E ARDHJES QE PO VJEN<\/p>\n

Me frymen e shenjte te Ardhjes, qe po vjen
\nMa dergo pak energji, o diell
\nTa mberrij padurimin e adrres se tokes qe djeg
\nMe nje grusht Dhe
\nti mbush duart e, kryet ta mbeshtes!
\nSi Odise Iidhur per direk
\nRropatem ne kurbet tash 25 vjet!
\nDymbedhjete anijet e gjemimit te pamate
\nPrej njeres pres, pllumbin e bardhe
\nTa shoh pa u tretuar edhe njehere ate breg
\nvala ma mori ne zbatice emrin, qe ne djep!
\nJam biri yt
\nPrej majes se Kunores
\nFemije- doren mbi vetull
\nte percillja me perden e muzgut
\nAtje ku shkon \u00e7do nate\u2026
\nVrapoja maje thepave
\nTe \u00e7elja dritaret, per te pritur syarte!
\n\u00c7ka ti baj andrres, o diell
\nRrenojen e lotit qe dhemb
\nMe fal pak zjarr
\nMjalti blu ne gjoksin tim, te marre emrin tend!<\/p>\n

UNE DHE KULLA<\/p>\n

Kulla ime ne mengen i pyllit te Kunores
\nGurit te themelit, lumi ia lau fytyren
\nRrenjet e lisit e mbeshtollen si nje sy qielli
\nTymi i bardhe si re perendie rrokte perendimin!
\nKur u ktheva, traret kishin zhveshur kemishat e kraharorit
\nMe to lidhnin plaget e mushkerive
\nNga djegia e mallit si nje krisme pushke
\nMendonin njerezit, kur ua kishin kthyer shpinen!
\nDora e huaj, idhte ta kruan kryet
\nHijeve te diellit\u2026i pa kaluar
\nMe oren e fatit, epitaf i humbur
\nMe emrin e djepit, te nderruar!
\nGjetem ate \u00e7ka gjeten traret
\nShamine e te vdekurit lidh fytyren
\nTue e vorrue krenarine tone
\nSe nuk e folem shqipen!
\nMe zjarrin e hakmarrjes
\nNe mes gishtave te zakonit
\nTe gjithe krushq te pare\u2026mendje mbrashte
\nUne dhe kulla
\nDy gjysem hana te humbura!<\/p>\n

SI TE DAL NE DRITE<\/p>\n

Ne vend te hojeve te mjalta
\n\u2026ne shpirtin tim
\nmbush ne kater anet me gjemba
\n\u2026nje tradofil prej tyre s\u2019po lind!
\nFaren e paster te yjeve e mbolla
\n\u2026breda vetes
\nneper dege te pemes se saj me u ngjit
\n\u2026nga gropa e thelle me dal per pakez drite!
\nEci me shkopin e thyer te vetmise
\n\u2026nje kapote e te shhkures me mban sy shkyem
\nsi nje Sokrat para gjyqit te madh
\nqe perendite i quante era e njerezit dordoleca
\nandrra me rend drejt \u00e7erdheve te zogjeve
\n\u2026 te pa djaj!
\nSyte i mbaj ritmit te valeve te detit
\nku ne gracke bien muzat e mia
\nlumi i gjakut rrjedh ne veten e pare
\nkohet si te shkuara, sot e ne te ardhmen
\n…si dy binjake identike ngjajne!
\nSi nje shpirt i guximshem i Prometeut
\nvetem nje shkemb dua te mbetem ashtDheut!<\/p>\n

PATRIOTIZEM\u2026<\/p>\n

Edhe me vdek me krye ne sahan
\nThone kan ra ne lufte per vatan!
\nGrada te nalta sa preken qiellin
\nHije te zeza na zune diellin!
\nKalerojne me te madhe si kapote heroi
\nSe gervishen lirine e tjetrit me thonj!
\nDalin ne podiume e mbajne ligjerata
\nKeto mi ka than nana e mi ka lan amanet baba!
\nPice of shit-a si jarga!
\nxhaketa te shituna me dekorata<\/p>\n

ETJE MENDJEMADHESIE<\/p>\n

Gjithe jeten nje dore e shtrime
\nne \u00e7anten time
\n…liria therrime
\nkurre buke e pjekme
\nnen zjarr kakie!
\nne anderr nga me te amblat
\nme ngjiti fluturim deri ne krye
\nme 33 thikat e Brutit
\nsi shkalle lartesie
\npas shpines se mikut
\nthelle ne asht pabesie
\nmberrita deri ne tavan te qiellit
\nsi miza i shkilja
\nme thundra sojin e njeriut
\nsa ngrita syte e thashe
\njam i gjithepushteshmi
\nnje marimange para meje
\nthurur kishte rrjeten
\nleng filloi te me hidhte
\nsi vaj te nxehte luledielli
\nmendjemadhesine te ma digjte!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":9065,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-9608","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\/9608","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=9608"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9608\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9609,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9608\/revisions\/9609"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/9065"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=9608"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=9608"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=9608"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}