{"id":5458,"date":"2025-04-24T11:33:26","date_gmt":"2025-04-24T11:33:26","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/?p=5458"},"modified":"2025-04-24T11:33:26","modified_gmt":"2025-04-24T11:33:26","slug":"2-poezi-nga-jeton-kelmendi","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/2-poezi-nga-jeton-kelmendi\/","title":{"rendered":"2 poezi nga Jeton Kelmendi"},"content":{"rendered":"

T\u00cb GJITH\u00cb MIQT\u00cb I GJEJ ME GISHTIN TREGUES<\/strong><\/p>\n

M\u00eb jan\u00eb larguar miq,
\ndhe kam humbur koleg\u00eb,
\nnga qyteti im ku jetoj, e deri n\u00eb skajet e bot\u00ebs.
\nT\u00eb gjith\u00eb i k\u00ebrkoj me gishtin tregues,
\nn\u00eb fakt, i gjej me t\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Dikur, miqt\u00eb i k\u00ebrkoja me zem\u00ebr,
\nduke trokitur n\u00eb dyert e sht\u00ebpive t\u00eb tyre,
\nduke pritur n\u00ebn hijen e nj\u00eb peme,
\ntek ndjenim arom\u00ebn e kafes\u00eb q\u00eb pihej shijsh\u00ebm.
\nSot, i k\u00ebrkoj n\u00eb nj\u00eb ekran t\u00eb ndritsh\u00ebm,
\nnj\u00eb ekran pa arom\u00eb, pa ngroht\u00ebsi,
\npa frym\u00ebmarrje, pa hije t\u00eb v\u00ebrteta.<\/p>\n

N\u00eb telefonin tim ka shum\u00eb numra,
\nemra t\u00eb renditur pa ndjenja,
\npa ngjarje t\u00eb shkruara pran\u00eb nj\u00ebri-tjetrit,
\nthjesht shifra t\u00eb ftohta,
\nnj\u00eb ekzistenc\u00eb numerike e atyre q\u00eb dikur i kisha pran\u00eb.
\nEdhe numrat i gjej po me k\u00ebt\u00eb gisht,
\ngishtin q\u00eb tregon, por nuk p\u00ebrqafon,
\ngishtin q\u00eb zgjedh, por nuk ndjen.<\/p>\n

Me gishtin tregues, un\u00eb lexoj lajmet,
\nm\u00ebsoj p\u00ebr luft\u00ebrat q\u00eb ndodhin, kah\u00ebdo ndodhin,
\np\u00ebr urin\u00eb q\u00eb shtrin krah\u00ebt e saj t\u00eb paduksh\u00ebm,
\np\u00ebr fatkeq\u00ebsit\u00eb q\u00eb ndodhin af\u00ebr,
\nnjer\u00ebzit q\u00eb qajn\u00eb n\u00eb an\u00ebn tjet\u00ebr t\u00eb bot\u00ebs,
\np\u00ebr ata q\u00eb qeshin me lot t\u00eb heshtur,
\np\u00ebr jet\u00ebn q\u00eb rrjedh mes titujve t\u00eb p\u00ebrditsh\u00ebm.<\/p>\n

Me gishtin tregues, un\u00eb lexoj librat,
\npor nuk i ndjej faqet tek kthehen,
\nnuk i ndjej gisht\u00ebrinjt\u00eb t\u00eb mbajn\u00eb pesh\u00ebn e nj\u00eb fjalie,
\nnuk d\u00ebgjoj g\u00ebrvishtjen e letr\u00ebs q\u00eb l\u00ebviz mes gishtave t\u00eb mi.
\nMe k\u00ebt\u00eb gisht lexoj poezit\u00eb,
\npoezit\u00eb e autor\u00ebve t\u00eb panjohur,
\nt\u00eb njohur vet\u00ebm si emra, si tinguj dixhital\u00eb,
\nt\u00eb vendosur n\u00eb rrjeta, por jo n\u00eb kujtes\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Ka ardhur koha e gishtit.
\nNj\u00eb koh\u00eb ku gjith\u00e7ka nis dhe mbaron
\nme nj\u00eb prekje t\u00eb vog\u00ebl.
\nNj\u00eb bot\u00eb ku dora e njeriut \u00ebsht\u00eb tkurrur
\nn\u00eb nj\u00eb l\u00ebvizje t\u00eb thjesht\u00eb,
\nnj\u00eb gjest i vog\u00ebl q\u00eb mban universin brenda tij.<\/p>\n

Me gishtin tregues, un\u00eb blej gjith\u00e7ka,
\nblej libra q\u00eb nuk i prek,
\nveshje q\u00eb nuk i provoj,
\nushqime q\u00eb nuk i zgjedh me dor\u00ebn time.
\nMe gishtin tregues, un\u00eb hap dyer,
\njo dyer me \u00e7el\u00ebsa t\u00eb ftoht\u00eb metalik\u00eb,
\npor porta dixhitale,
\ndyer q\u00eb s\u2019kan\u00eb zhurm\u00eb, s\u2019kan\u00eb r\u00ebndes\u00eb,
\ndyer q\u00eb nuk mund t\u00eb p\u00ebrplasen.<\/p>\n

Me gishtin tregues, un\u00eb vendos fatin e tjetrit,
\nklikoj “po” ose “jo”,
\nshkruaj nj\u00eb mesazh q\u00eb mund t\u00eb ndryshoj\u00eb nj\u00eb jet\u00eb,
\nmbyll nj\u00eb bised\u00eb q\u00eb mund t\u00eb kishte vazhduar p\u00ebrgjithmon\u00eb,
\nlargohem nga nj\u00eb lidhje pa asnj\u00eb shpjegim,
\nme nj\u00eb l\u00ebvizje t\u00eb qet\u00eb, pa z\u00eb.
\nH\u00eb pra, kjo \u00ebsht\u00eb fuqia e gishtit tregues.<\/p>\n

Me k\u00ebt\u00eb gisht, un\u00eb vendos se \u00e7far\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb e r\u00ebnd\u00ebsishme,
\nnj\u00eb “p\u00eblqim”, nj\u00eb “p\u00ebrqafim virtual”,
\nnj\u00eb ndarje e nj\u00eb kujtimi q\u00eb nuk ka arom\u00eb,
\nnj\u00eb lajm i ndar\u00eb pa e jetuar vet\u00eb.
\nGjith\u00e7ka \u00ebsht\u00eb e leht\u00eb me k\u00ebt\u00eb gisht,
\npor a \u00ebsht\u00eb gjith\u00e7ka e v\u00ebrtet\u00eb?<\/p>\n

Dikur, gishtin tregues e p\u00ebrdornim p\u00ebr t\u00eb drejtuar drejt yjeve,
\np\u00ebr t\u00eb num\u00ebruar koh\u00ebn n\u00eb qiellin e pafund,
\np\u00ebr t\u00eb sh\u00ebnjuar nj\u00eb rrug\u00eb n\u00eb hart\u00eb,
\np\u00ebr t\u00eb shkruar nj\u00eb let\u00ebr me dor\u00eb.
\nDikur, ky gisht ishte tregues i dijes,
\ni mendimit, i zgjedhjes.
\nTani, ky gisht \u00ebsht\u00eb thjesht nj\u00eb port\u00eb hyr\u00ebse n\u00eb nj\u00eb bot\u00eb
\nku gjith\u00e7ka \u00ebsht\u00eb af\u00ebr, por asgj\u00eb nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb reale.<\/p>\n

Gishtin tim dua ta nderoj.
\nDua ta p\u00ebrdor p\u00ebr t\u00eb prekur nj\u00eb faqe libri t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb,
\np\u00ebr t\u00eb gdhendur nj\u00eb em\u00ebr n\u00eb nj\u00eb cop\u00eb druri,
\np\u00ebr t\u00eb p\u00ebrk\u00ebdhelur fytyr\u00ebn e nj\u00eb f\u00ebmije,
\np\u00ebr t\u00eb drejtuar drejt qiellit dhe t\u00eb them:
\n“Ja, k\u00ebtu \u00ebsht\u00eb pafund\u00ebsia, jo n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb ekran!”<\/p>\n

Gishtin tim dua ta \u00e7oj drejt nj\u00eb dere t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb,
\nt\u00eb trokas mbi dru,
\nta hap der\u00ebn, t\u00eb hyj pa fjal\u00eb,
\ne ta p\u00ebrqafoj nj\u00eb mik apo mike pa ikona,
\npa njoftime, pa zhurm\u00eb dixhitale.<\/p>\n

Sepse bota nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb n\u00eb ekran.
\nBota \u00ebsht\u00eb k\u00ebtu, mes duarve, mes prekjesh t\u00eb v\u00ebrteta.
\nP\u00ebr mua Bota \u00ebsht\u00eb n\u00eb pesh\u00ebn e nj\u00eb dore mbi supe,
\nn\u00eb ngroht\u00ebsin\u00eb e nj\u00eb shtr\u00ebngimi,
\ndhe n\u00eb dridhjen e nj\u00eb letre q\u00eb lexohet me duar.<\/p>\n

Por koha e gishtit \u00ebsht\u00eb e fort\u00eb,
\n\u00ebsht\u00eb e shpejt\u00eb, \u00ebsht\u00eb e pashmangshme.
\nA mund ta ndaloj?
\nJo, jo sepse tashm\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb tep\u00ebr von\u00eb?<\/p>\n

Selanik me 20 maj 2024<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

GJYMTYR\u00cbT E KUPTIMIT<\/strong><\/p>\n

N\u00eb p\u00ebrditshm\u00ebrin\u00eb e hapur si lib\u00ebr,
\nku fjal\u00ebt ecin zbathur mbi pragun e heshtjeve,
\ngjymtyr\u00ebt e kuptimit shtrihen ngadal\u00eb,
\nsi rr\u00ebnj\u00eb n\u00eb tok\u00ebn e mendimeve tua.<\/p>\n

N\u00ebse d\u00ebshiron q\u00eb d\u00ebshirat t\u00eb ecin p\u00ebr s\u00eb mbari,
\nshiko kah un\u00eb, b\u00ebhu fjal\u00eb e menduar,
\nsepse un\u00eb i orientoj udh\u00ebt tua
\ndrejt vetes t\u00ebnde, me kuptim t\u00eb plot\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Duart e arsyes lidhen me shpres\u00ebn,
\nk\u00ebmb\u00ebt e guximit kap\u00ebrcejn\u00eb dyshimet,
\nsyt\u00eb e s\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00ebs shohin m\u00eb thell\u00eb
\nkur zemra e ndjen drejtimin e saj.<\/p>\n

N\u00ebse kuptimi t\u00eb mungon sot,
\nmos u ndal n\u00eb hijen e zbraz\u00ebtis\u00eb,
\nsepse un\u00eb jam k\u00ebtu, drit\u00eb n\u00eb terr,
\nbusull\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb \u00e7on te vetja jote.<\/p>\n

Jeta nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb vet\u00ebm frym\u00ebmarrje,
\npor l\u00ebvizja e gjymtyr\u00ebve t\u00eb kuptimit,
\ndhe n\u00ebse d\u00ebshiron t\u00eb ec\u00ebsh p\u00ebrpara,
\nmbaje mend: gjithmon\u00eb e ke udh\u00ebn tek un\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Bukuresht me 29 mars 2025<\/em><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

T\u00cb GJITH\u00cb MIQT\u00cb I GJEJ ME GISHTIN TREGUES M\u00eb jan\u00eb larguar miq, dhe kam humbur koleg\u00eb, nga qyteti im ku jetoj, e deri n\u00eb skajet e bot\u00ebs. T\u00eb gjith\u00eb i k\u00ebrkoj me gishtin tregues, n\u00eb fakt, i gjej me t\u00eb. Dikur, miqt\u00eb i k\u00ebrkoja me zem\u00ebr, duke trokitur n\u00eb dyert e sht\u00ebpive t\u00eb tyre, duke […]<\/p>","protected":false},"author":8,"featured_media":5077,"comment_status":"closed","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":[171,166],"tags":[263],"book_author":[226],"book_publisher":[186],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5458"}],"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\/8"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5458"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5458\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5459,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5458\/revisions\/5459"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/5077"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5458"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5458"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5458"},{"taxonomy":"book_author","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/book_author?post=5458"},{"taxonomy":"book_publisher","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iwabogdani.org\/sq\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/book_publisher?post=5458"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}