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Sweat – Poetry from Albania

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Sweat – Poetry from Albania

Your sweat, Pour, Collect, Know, Rate it, Rejoice.

Fali Ndreka Albania - Sindh CourierPoet, Professor Fali Ndreka, born in Dibër, Albania, and settled in Italy, shares his poetry

Poet, Professor Fali Ndreka was born in Dibër, Albania. He studied at the University of Tirana and for many years he taught the subject of Albanian language and literature. At the same time, he is also a publicist. He is winner of several first prizes in poetry. He wrote a book with philosophical sentences. He is author of over 150 poems and several articles in the Albanian daily press. He is Director of Albanopuli magazine.

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Your sweat

Pour,

Collect,

Know,

Rate it,

Rejoice.

Wash,

Say,

Live it

Without noise

Silent,

Make it perfume

Live that.

The other’s sweat

Don’t take it off.

Respect it

Rate it,

Don’t steal it.

Prulu,

Feeling,

Adore him.

Make a mirror

To oneself,

If you want,

We are stupid

Don’t melt.

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i have a friend

You do not know,

Very wise,

To sit next to me

It’s strength,

And power.

 

Sheet of sheet

Letter by letter

it’s gold

E is mining.

It’s help

In every time

How long will we live?

It’s a torch

Our mind.

 

I dig

There every day

It’s a lantern

Enlightens the mind

And he opened his eyes.

 

The door window

For me it is,

It is light

Meat and cheese.

As in the past

And always,

A book of values,

Knowledge and

Horizon,

For our mind.

 

My book

I hold him to my breast,

They are treasures,

It’s gold.

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A crystal tear,

On black eyelashes,

A warm tear,

A tear like gold.

 

Your golden tear,

In the corner of the eye,

But the light of the moon,

Like sunshine.

 

From the eye down,

The way to the site,

As trend line,

Violet flower.

 

On the lips like honey,

On the cheek like shellire,

He throws his arms around my neck.

Trend line flowers,

 

Both close, close,

With heart, with soul,

They blessed our lives,

God, God.

 

Happy every day,

Wink at us,

Like moonbeams,

Like sunshine.

 

I cry for love

I cry from longing,

With my life partner,

Tears of joy.

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