e m\u00ebsoj fjal\u00ebn e gurit dhe shkoj, u b\u00eb vet\u00eb
\nGuri q\u00eb mban\u00eb planetin e fjal\u00ebs
\np\u00ebr Azem Shkrelin.<\/p>\n
P\u00ebr sot e pata l\u00ebn\u00eb
\nme shkua t\u00eb kroi i \u00ebndrr\u00ebs
\nuj\u00eb me i pru etjes,
\nLirin\u00eb m\u2019ia rrit\u00eb imagjinat\u00ebs
\nderi sa t\u00eb mundem t\u00eb imagjinoj
\nmir\u00eb e m\u00eb mir\u00eb
\np\u00ebr dashurit\u00eb e k\u00ebtij vendi<\/p>\n
koh\u00eb dramatike
\njan\u00eb dit\u00ebt tona n\u00eb k\u00ebto skena jete,
\np\u00ebr fat, m\u2019u kujtuan
\nmendimi, shkronja e fjala
\npoeti q\u00eb e di nj\u00eb fjal\u00eb prej guri
\ndhe kur\u00eb e ke nj\u00eb fjal\u00eb t\u00eb till\u00eb
\nmundesh me ua thye drynin
\ntan\u00eb heshtjeve,
\nme i b\u00eb t\u00eb flasin krejt
\nt\u00eb pagoj\u00ebt
\nthjesht\u00eb m\u2019u kuptua loj\u00ebt e jet\u00ebs,
\nse jeta ka shum\u00eb loj\u00eb.<\/p>\n
N\u00ebse nj\u00eb dit\u00eb
\nkam mundur ta duroj
\nmotin e lig\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00eb hidh\u00ebrimi,
\nshkuarjen e nj\u00eb poeti
\nku s\u2019kthehet m\u00eb
\nAtdheun sot e kam
\nnj\u00eb atdhe t\u00eb \u00e7uditsh\u00ebm pa shpresa
\npa parashikime t\u00eb m\u00ebdha
\ndhe shpesh p\u00ebrpiqem ti mashtroj
\nskeptik\u00ebt,
\ns\u00eb b\u00ebhet mir\u00eb, liria ka nis
\nm\u2019u kthye mbar\u00eb
\nn\u00eb fakt
\nme t\u00eb gjith\u00eb disi ja b\u00ebj\u00eb,
\npos me vet\u00ebn
\nm\u00eb ka q\u00eblluar nj\u00eb vetvete
\nkryene\u00e7e
\nas s\u2019bindet
\nas s\u2019dor\u00ebzohet
\nkjo vetja ime sipas qejfit t\u00eb te tjer\u00ebve.<\/p>\n
Karvanit t\u00eb Bardh\u00eb
\npo i sillen p\u00ebrreth do zezona
\nlumi ti poet
\nme vakt more dhimbjet e Arb\u00ebris\u00eb
\ne shkove
\nnuk na hidh\u00ebrove
\nas nuk t\u00eb hidh\u00ebruam
\nsot lirin\u00eb ta st\u00ebrkeqem
\nvendin po ta mallkojm\u00eb
\no sa mir\u00eb q\u00eb nuk na sheh,
\nnuk na d\u00ebgjon te t\u00eb shajm\u00eb,
\nas hatri nuk do t\u00eb ngelet
\nnuk na hidh\u00ebrohesh kurr\u00eb ma.<\/p>\n
Mos t\u00eb paft\u00eb syri i keq
\ni Ev\u00ebs
\nsa bukur kap\u00ebrceve ujin e madh,
\npa u lagur
\ndole n\u00eb at an\u00eb
\ni past\u00ebr, i pa pik\u00eb njolle, kthjellt\u00eb
\nsi loti,
\nashtu si shkrel\u00ebt tu, n\u00eb maje t\u00eb kujtes\u00ebs.<\/p>\n
Dyl Mehmetin
\npo ta gjykojn\u00eb, po ta padisin edhe Gjergjin
\nedhe N\u00ebn\u00eb Terez\u00ebn
\no Azem Shkreli,
\na k\u00ebsaj lirie i pate shkruar ti a;
\nRri atje n\u00eb qiell, ku je
\nme urtak\u00ebt tu:
\nAliun, Dinin, Ibrahimin
\nBajramin, Fehmiun, Latif Berishen,
\nPashkun dhe profesor Antonin,
\nk\u00ebndej nuk po flitet mire
\np\u00ebr t\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen e nj\u00eb zhgj\u00ebndrre.<\/p>\n
Tani q\u00eb je b\u00ebr\u00eb vet Guri i madh i fjal\u00ebs
\nmbaje mbi supe
\nedhe nj\u00eb mij\u00eb vjet
\nkuptimin e kremtes s\u00eb harruar
\nlirin\u00eb t\u00ebnde t\u00eb idealizuar,
\nlidhi, t\u00eb gjitha s\u00eb bashku n\u00eb nj\u00eb varg
\ndhe mbaj\u00eb drejt\u00eb
\nn\u00eb planetin e koh\u00ebrave
\npusho poet, pusho i v\u00ebrtet\u00eb
\nne po vazhdojm\u00eb se \u00ebnd\u00ebrruari.<\/p>\n
Bruksel Shtator 2014.<\/p>\n
– Poezi nga Jeton Kelmendi<\/span><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" PORTRET LIRIKU N\u00cb LIRIN\u00cb E TIJ e m\u00ebsoj fjal\u00ebn e gurit dhe shkoj, u b\u00eb vet\u00eb Guri q\u00eb mban\u00eb planetin e fjal\u00ebs p\u00ebr Azem Shkrelin. P\u00ebr sot e pata l\u00ebn\u00eb me shkua t\u00eb kroi i \u00ebndrr\u00ebs uj\u00eb me i pru etjes, Lirin\u00eb m\u2019ia rrit\u00eb imagjinat\u00ebs deri sa t\u00eb mundem t\u00eb imagjinoj mir\u00eb e m\u00eb mir\u00eb […]<\/p>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2224,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[166],"tags":[],"book_author":[],"book_publisher":[],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3293"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3293"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3293\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3293"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3293"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3293"},{"taxonomy":"book_author","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/book_author?post=3293"},{"taxonomy":"book_publisher","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/book_publisher?post=3293"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}