POEMS-English

fahredin shehu


Fahredin Shehu
Prishtinë/Kosovë

The last seal



Who can say that miracle with the words of the world to pass?
Who can sing that glory with the eternal notes of paradise?
Who can paint that sparkling beauty above all features?
Who can compare that shine among all creatures?


And the clouds that made cooling shade
And the priest who kissed that seal
And the camels led by thy trade
And the moon split by HIS deal


Have myriads of hearts to have built their nests
Have myriads of souls to have found their rests
With thy deeds that nourish our creeds
With thy name that heals our greed




CRYSTAL TEARS



…And my crystal tears melted
In a cosmic liquor transformed
To drunk the lover in love



A honeycomb


I’m not here
To say the pride of forgotten past
Nor I’m here to sing miraculously
Suras and Sutras of the Holy Scriptures

I’m not here to watch fallen mulberry fruits
In river swimming as a dried leafs
Nor I’m here to pray endlessly
As a sages to repent for
Sinful mundane ignorant

I’m here to kiss the sky in its forehead
And between two eyes where
The star has to spark its beauty

I’m here to perfume your soul
And dry in the sunny-golden pollen

I’m here too, to feed your lungs
With the air of the lost world
Eternally washed in the rivers of soul

I’m the soil of your secret sowed
As a wheat seeds in the fall
Waiting spring to green the fields
And to golden summer with poppies decorated

And fireflies during short nights
Dancing erotic games

Waiting fall to feed the holy stomach
Of enfant terrible
Perpetually called ME
The sarcophagus of your secret

I’m lost …you, concentrated
In a formula dissolved
To respond on their enigmas.



A TIME

Oh…time of light
The sprinkled mystery by
The whiteness of the clouds
Then I follow the stream
After awakening and bliss



Now


Loom of wishes woven mysteries
Silk of pleasure passion of life
Time of maturity a mulberry fruit
I’m in the crossroad again



TEARDROP OF A GOLDEN FIG

I’m the flower sweetest among flowers
Protected by snakes on a Plexus Solaris
As a treasure of wisdom dormant
That opens from within

When the sun says its quatrain
In the midday pondering existence
Warms my heart full of tiny pearls
For necklace of SOPHIA eternal

I melt my sugar as a teardrop
To cure the wounds of past suffers
Leaking on your body between two breast
To sleep in the hole of the navel

For another thousand years




VINE ARBOUR



With the wings stretched eagle
With the hairs of the sleeping beauty
With the body as a serpent deep under the ground
A manifestation of Kundalini
Nurturing the soul and his shade
With the eyes of the beauty
Pressed in the cosmic press
With the spirits of angels
Drunks the lover in love
With me unite with me unite
With me unite with me tonight






BORA


...And then I was blessed
By a kiss of an angel
When I kissed her salty teardrop
That awoke the infant shake in my hearts cradle
With a lost lament
For the eternal past

Again I was blessed
By her breathe warmness
Which open the gate of my paradise
That opened with a silent shriek
As a melody burying ancient memoirs
As a same melody resurrect spirit's thirst
That wants to be overwhelmed by that hug
Of a holly angel.