My amazement has escaped From the conscious Now nothing new happens occurs in this country Near dreams, Despite heavy words in content, merciless, Break the air with the selfishness Of misunderstanding for the weight they carry. So, many nights the silence waits there for me Speaking with heartbits, in darkness songs sound deeper […]
Irsa Ruçi a poet from Albania writes for Indian Review.
It’s been a while since I feel sounds as music of soul In time you appear like mist, echo, lyric, departing From time I protect you as a relic, reminding in silence You are the breaths which come from the eternal time! Thoughts hiding from me are lost in dreams When pieces of my […]
I knew my grandparents by how they cultivated their land In their form of fingers interrelating While the line of life Had to start in the east They wake up with the crown of sun every morning. As a borderline between what belonged to them And the indifference for what did not Were the graceful […]