Let us walk on safe horizons, where the mountains open and close, where we feed on the milk of peace like birds every day, where the sun of life burns away all evil.
Professor Fali Ndreka, an eminent poet, born in Laurato, Albania, and living in Italy, shares his three poems
Professor Fali Ndreka is an eminent poet, born in Laurato, Albania, lives in Italy. He is a publicist, and ambassador of peace in several countries of the world. He won several first prizes in poetry, and wrote a book with philosophical sentences. He is author of over 100 poems, and several articles published in the Albanian press. He is Director of Albanopuli magazine.
Chains of life
We contemplate every day,
Like the mountains with their beauty
On the horizon dissolve,
As the branches of trees flourish,
Like a tree when it sheds its leaves,
It feeds itself with them.
It turns green and lives again.
But can’t we?!
Or we don’t understand,
To feed ourselves
With love,
An unrequited love,
So that our opinions do not remain in the mud of the mocal,
And then we feel poor,
Miserable and foolish.
From many words we drown,
In flattering words we swim,
Intrigue, war, flash and roar,
Our life is full of sins.
Why do we ask for peace?
To refresh the soul,
To free the learned feet,
Hands tied,
And imprisoned mind,
And enslaved by interest.
To melt your hard hearts.
An old trunk has blinded us,
With roots that absorb,
Water from the sin of the world.
Where the wicked as urith makes war
In the dark and winding tunnel beneath the earth.
The sludge down there,
It has taken over our thought filters.
And let us not walk the path of peace,
But it drives us to poverty of spirit,
And in the humility before the misery of malice.
The nooses of ignorance are wrapped around our necks.
False brilliance keeps us from moving forward,
The seed of peace is not left for us to sow.
Victim of politicians coming from hell, paint out.
You and I, let us walk on safe horizons,
Where the mountains open and close,
Where we feed on the milk of peace like birds every day,
Where the sun of life burns away all evil.
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Our breakfasts
The sun rose in our eyes,
And fill them with dreams of life,
We ran and sang all the time
And we prayed and prostrated before every right.
We grew up full of good will,
In the face of raging winds and all evil,
That they could come suddenly without being seen,
These mornings will remain in our hearts.
The white dawns of October
With beautiful landscapes of every color,
In them we were freed from thoughts,
We burned like embers among them.
Our hopes like a flock of seagulls,
They danced and flew on our wings,
And we rejoiced like lambs in spring,
And we grew white mornings in a row.
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Man
Man a unique world among the world,
Sometimes it flies away like a bird,
Sometimes it sinks in the middle of the swamp,
Once you see yourself as a god.
What is this world of yours, man?
Sometimes I know myself dust and sometimes clay,
Sometimes you are a boat drowned in love,
E Here plays behind the scenes as Katil
When I meet people as usual,
I wander in that logic,
I’m disappointed because it’s inappropriate,
They invent, hate and fight each other like beasts.
Sometimes they appear with two faces,
Once, without the slightest shame,
Once like the light of a mirror,
Once poisoned in body and soul.
But why, people, don’t you ask yourself what we are?!
A handful of soil, or a handful of bones?!
Why do you hate each other so much,
Or do you think that the world will always be yours?
This world does not belong to haters, my friends.
It belongs to love and peace at every end,
So don’t be so wild and wicked,
Because in the end, everyone will get their place from justice.
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