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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..................