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Ndiej ngjyrat e jetes brenda

Sot ndihem me i trishtuar se dielli qe i kane zene frymen..
Ndihem me i trishtuar se femija qe qan per pellumbin e saj qe ja kane vrare kur vete eshte duke vdekur...Pa pershkrime,i trishtuar dhe i zhgenjyer..


And people asked
When.. where are we ? why..?!

Here a child dies..
There a baby lies, and
Another face-down cries:


My wound is hurting
My breath is hurting
My stomach is hurting,
Mother: Am I to die ?
And my white pigeon ?!
Are we going to die ?


In tears she said:
There beyond the border posts..
Only days: we won't die
For us, God will try..

Again, the child cries:


Will my pigeon die ?
Mother: I love her..
She is my life
Because I love,
She does not deserve to die
I love her...

All broke in tears

Dear.. your pigeon died
When the planes pried

And she broke in tears
My white pigeon was gassed ?!
My little pigeon died

Mother.. my hair is falling
why ? Am I do die ?

Some water please..
W-a-t-e-r ...

gjendje transcendentale ........

Dhe surprizat per mua s'kane fund...

vetmi qe sa vjen e rritet

Citim:

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Po citoj ato që tha analistja
vetmi qe sa vjen e rritet

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Te harrosh, cfare fjale eshte kjo - plot tmerr prehje dhe vegime. Kush mund te jetoje pa harrese? Kush mundet gjithsesi te harroje mjaftueshem?
Thengjijte e kujtimeve qe dermojne zemren e njeriut.
Remarque

eshte shume e vecante te kombinohet ajo qe lexon, me ate qe degjon dhe ne tru te te kete mbetur nje pikture dhe nje pyetje retorike.

"You used to captivate me
By your resonating life
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
.....
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase"

Dissintegration of persistance of memory- Dali

Skin on Skin-Sarah Connor

Just a little bit more love

Just a little bit more passion

This is how it should begin

Skin on skin


Crash the vipers beneath my feet
and run away as fast as i can
coz i can't stand the foul smell
i can't stand the unfullfilness
Damn i want to be "filled".
I still "breath hard "despite the MAny Atcheivements
what's missing for god's sake??
I have reached so faaaar
even in these "cold ways" of mine
and my so opened vulnerability is surprisingly
only here
hardly comes out ,elsewhere,
seems like i am ashamed from telling out loud
i need affection
seems i want hugs more than i can addmit
seems my sick pride is just sick.
seems i ,i
have this vicious circle i can't break.
But it ONly seems.I WILL BREAK it, and stop whining
coz i am so tired ,so tired .


I know this vicious minute's hour
it is a sour motion in the blood
Dylan Thomas

shpesh here do mjaftonte vetem nje fjale per te qetesuar shpirtin e trazuar..... por edhe ajo nuk thuhet. muri i hekurt i vetvetes triumfon mbi gjuhen e shpirtit....... por sa do doja ta degjoja

Left Outside Alone

I dont feel safe

Left Broken, empty and in despair
Wanna breathe, can't find air
Thought you were sent from up above
But you and me never had love
so much more i have to say
help me find a way

Nuk besoj se ka nevoje per shume fjale..................

I Vetmuar dhe i Humbur,pikerisht neper rruget e lagjes sime.....


In my place, in my place,
were lines that I couldn't change,
I was lost, oh yeah.

and I was lost, I was lost,
Crossed lines I shouldn't have crossed,
I was lost, oh yeah.

I was scared, I was scared,
tired and under prepared,
but Ill wait for it.

And if you go, if you go,
and leave me down here on my own,
then I'll wait for you, yeah.

Sing it please, please, please,
come back and sing to me,
to me, me.

Come on and sing it out, now, now.
Come on and sing it out, to me, me
come back and sing.

In my place, in my place,
were lines that I couldn't change,
I was lost, oh yeah.
Oh yeah.

sure you can count on me...anytime.
Eshte me shume se sa nje kenaqesi.

purrrrfect :p

Cdonjeri ka nje diell qe jep ngrohtesi ne momentet me pak te kendeshme...

Citim:

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Po citoj ato që tha Shenjtori
Left Outside Alone

I dont feel safe

Left Broken, empty and in despair
Wanna breathe, can't find air
Thought you were sent from up above
But you and me never had love
so much more i have to say
help me find a way

Nuk besoj se ka nevoje per shume fjale..................

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Sot, me shume se kurre do te doja te ndjeja magjine e fuqise tende. Jam ne pritje te kesaj mrekullie..

yin yang fuqi teper te lidhura teper te pandashme teper frikesuese qe te bejne te jesh ne konflikt te perjeteshem brenda vetes

Ndiej sikur nje "une" e dyte te kundervihej ndaj trishtimit qe me pershkon ne keto momente,jepme force ti bej balle ...

captured.........

ma erano solo le lampare
nella bianca scia di un'elica
sentì il dolore nella musica,
si alzò dal pianoforte
ma quando vide la luna uscire da una nuvola
gli sembrò più dolce anche la morte

pashe nje enderr. nje beteje ku kundershtari ishte me i forte. gjysma e ushtareve u vrane kisha mbetur me shume pak fuqi. ne ate moment u zgjova por me mbeti nje pyetje ne mendje... ne ato momente kur sheh gjithshka te shtrenjte tenden te bjere te shkaterrohet dhe syte te verbohen nga urrejtja dhe ndjenja e hakmarrjes a duhet te shkaterrohesh deri ne fund apo duhet shpetuar ajo pjese qe ka mbetur?

besoj se nje komandant i mencur do terhiqej dhe do shpetonte c'mbeti. besoj se edhe une do beja te njejten gje.

Analiste,te ndjesh urrejtje dhe hakmarrje eshte me se normale.Ndjenja qe te gjithe i kemi provuar.Por a ndihmojne?Mua me duket se jo.Mbase ajo qe neve na duket armiku s`eshte aspak armik ne te vertete.Thjesht mbase truri jone na con ne qorrsokaqe ku ne te vertete duam vete te shkojme.Pse na pelqen dhimbja?E verteta duhet pare ne sy megjithese dhemb.Duhet te gjejme forca ta perballojme.Ja si ndjehem:
Ndaj me mire them
te mos kisha shpirt a sy
ne erresire te endem
ne germadhat e thatesis aty.

Te bie pertok mbi gure
te pres gishtrinjte ne xham
per kockat qe thyhej mos te kete kure
as lot mos te kete per duart qe can(jo nga une)
Te pershendes.Nuk je vetem.Mos u merzit.

Cdo dite qe kalon me gjen me te lire ne shpirt,tamam si ky shoku ketu poshte qe kenaqet me kaltersine dhe madhesine e oqeanit..Keshtu ndihem edhe une sot,tamam si nje Delfin qe gjithmone ka qejf te luaje,te hidhet dhe te perkedhelet..

ajer.. det liri arratisje nga te gjithe dhe gjithshka

pjese e natyres

....this Duel with fire and swords...

Dheja,ka ardhur koha te perballem me perbindeshat e se kaluares per te qene plotesisht e hapur me veten dhe me te Madhin.Per te qene e lire,qe cdo skute e erret e qenies time te hapet ,te ndricohet per te kapur jeten forte.
To be fully truthfull and gracefull.

fight till i die with my own fire and breathe freely with my own ice.
the ViCtOrY is on my side.

I will never let nightmares and fredy coogers kill the best in me, my song of life.

The thief of mine

Help! Help!
Someone, please,
He stole my heart
Call a police
Where is the help?
I can’t breathe
I think it is
Love…

~~~Reflections of Life~~~

Like the ripples in a pool of water, everything is generated from a single Source
What does your Source send out?
It's exactly what your Source will get back!
Life is indeed a Circle
There is no beginning
There is no end
Life is Eternal

A son and his father were walking on the mountains. Suddenly, his son falls, hurts himself and screams: "AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!

To his surprise, he hears the voice repeating, somewhere in the mountain:
"AAAhhhhhhhh!!!!

Curious, he yells: "Who are you?"

He receives the answer: "Who are you?"

Angered at the response, he screams: "Coward"

He receives the answer: "Coward"

He looks to his father and asks: "What's going on?"

The father smiles and says: "My son, pay attention."

And then he screams to the mountain:
"I admire you!" The voice answers: "I admire you"

Again the man screams: "You are a champion!"
The voice answers: "You are a champion"

The boy is surprised, but does not understand.

Then the father explains: "People call this ECHO, but really this is LIFE"
It gives you back everything you say or do.

Our life is simply a reflection of our actions.
If you want more love in the world, create more love in your heart.
If you want more competence in your team, Improve your competence.
This relationship applies to everything, In all aspects of life; Life will give you back
everything you have given to it.

YOUR LIFE IS NOT A COINCIDENCE. IT'S A REFLECTION OF YOU!

Ndjanja qe me ka folur me prekatari te ndershme, ishte pikerisht sot kur lexoja syte e se dashures sime nen telat e kitares sime, qepallat e gjate qe i jepnin pamje joshese, floket kacurrela qe i benin ne fytyre i jepnin natyren e ndricuese, ajka e dalur, dhe ashtu e qete, e bente te jete nje engjellushe me krah te bardhe, pastaj krejt imazhi i saj me bente te qetesoj dhe t'ia lexoj melodine e shpirtit te saj te bukur.....Krejt natyrale, dhe krejt prehje romantike

just the touch, just mixed feelings

ja qe dhe shterokam...
forcat, deshirat, fjalet; pse-ne s'e di dhe as qe dua ta di
di vetem qe gjerat shterokan e une s mund e s dua te jem gjithmone burim
pffff u lodha

dhe sot

mu kujtua kjo----
mu kujtua boshesia qe dikur u "perpoqa" ta mbushja me nje vizatim.
tani jam thjesht eager te marr cdo gje qe me vjen ,
i am craving to learn every single thing about passions ,about truths, about worlds,about this...
i vanish
i return
i am the one i don't want to be
and still i love being
i am NOT simple
and yet i wish i were
LiFe is all this

Dje duke soditur madheshtine e henes se plote ndjeva qe gjithe qenia ime aq e ndryshme gjate nates dhe aq e ndryshme gjate dites u shkri ne nje. nuk ka me kalime nga nje bote ne tjetren, ose supremaci vetem te njeres bote. Me ne fund jam nje dhe gjithshka brenda vetes e kam ne balance te plote. I kishte ardhur koha ketij fenomeni.

Sapo pata 5 minuta te embla nen shoqerine e 0.5Kg akullore me fruta pylli.
E shijshme qamet...kenaqesite e vogla te kesaj jete.

e cuditshme sesi mjafton thjesht nje moment, qe te kuptosh qe gjerat per te cilat ke luftuar dhe ke besuar se i ke pasur, nuk i ke dhe s'i ke pas ndonjehere, dhe se gjithcka qe te rrethon te ben te huaj ...
e se eshte me e lehte ta quash kete moment nje moment lajthitje sesa te pranosh qe po te iken jeta per lesh

Sikur....


How did I ever let you slip away
Never knowing I'd be singing this song some day
And now I'm sinking, sinking to rise no more
Ever since you closed the door

If I could turn, turn back the hands of time
Then my darlin' you'd still be mine
If I could turn, turn back the hands of time
Then darlin' you, you'd still be mine

Funny, funny how time goes by
And blessings are missed in the wink of an eye
Why oh why oh why should one have to go on suffering
When every day I pray please come back to me

If I could turn, turn back the hands of time
Then darlin' you, you would be mine
If I could turn, turn back the hands of time
Then my darlin' you'd still be mine

And you had enough love for the both of us
But I, I, I did you wrong, I admit I did
But now I'm facing the rest of my life alone

Whoa
If I could turn, turn back the hands of time
Then my darlin' you'd, you would be mine
If I could turn, turn back the hands of time
Then my darlin' you'd still be mine

I'd never hurt you (If I could turn back)
Never do you wrong (If I could turn back)
And never leave your side (If I could turn back)
If I could turn back the hands

Ne ç'enderr kemi rene kaq keq,
Qe dot s'po zgjohemi valle?...
Ca pika shiu rane mbi qelq
Dhe une per ty seç ndjeva mall

I have this feeling that is killing me softly...


O Zot po vdesss...Me ndihmo....Nuk dua asgje tjeter vecse te arratisem e te qartesoj veten...:'( o Zot ndjehem jashte mase keq....Ja gjendja ime shpirterore.... ...

ditari im:

Ngjitje..

erresira eshte thjesht mungesa e drites. rrezet e diellit me re nuk mund te mbulohen. gjithnje ka patur e do kete diell per jete te jeteve

ditet po afrohen, edhe pak dhe do jem mes njerezve reale. mezi po pres

diell det xhiro pube shtepi e embla shtepi

as simple as that

There's an angel above my head.

too cute!

:p

mesa duket buyeqeshja eshte zhdukur nga fytyra e njerezve te mi dhe fjala gezim mbetet te jete jehone e kujtimeve te largeta.
asgje nuk mund te jete kurre me si mepare dhe asgje nuk cliroka dot zemren nga prangat e dhimbjes , perkundrazi pesha e tyre qenka me e madhe kur shikon me sy realitetin. ah o ma cna bere.....

Analistes.

Duket sikur kjo zemer eshte e forte, por eshte kaq shume e kunderta...eshte e ndertuar prej akulli...duket e ftohte,por qe mund te thyhet thjeshte shume shpejt apo mund te shkrije...edhe lotet qe zbresin neper faqe...ngelen shenja sikur te ishin acid dhe djegin neper lekuren time te njome....feel sad...soo sad...:'(

Sa here te ndjehesh vetem dhe ne erresire...vetem me co 1 psheretime me eren dhe do te vi te ndricoj rrugen tende...packa se ndjehem e vetmuar dhe 1 drite e vogel per gjithe kete erresire te madhe...

People....


Flashi im per diten e sotme! Xhelozia.

Perse njerezit nuk besojn ose tregojn xhelozine e tyre ne shume menyre agresive?

Dielli ne rreze X,ah sa bukur duken ato pjesezat e erreta, sikur te ishin hije ne nje karakter te dobet dhe dekadent human.Por,dhe diellin duhej ta mbulonin hijet e hipokrizise?Meshire!!

who do you ask MESHIRE to, amor alucius?

Atij/asaj ne te cilin/cilen s'besoj qe egsiston.

kaposheve u dalin shume shpejt puplat

ajo qe te habit eshte shpejtesia e klonimit te tyre.

long live the truth !!!