Poetry is the Act of crystallizing the Fluid of Soul into Word---Poezia është akt i kristalizimit te fluidit shpirtëror në fjalë ©Fahredin Shehu
Friday, March 11, 2011
Grinding the tea
ls have been assembled
The hour was showing 25.00 after midnight
Seen by the left eye only
The hot chocolate is served with the ginger
The hard workers show their diligence
The feast is tomorrow
The day of the sleeping beauty
The holly one
The workers are hungry for change
They don’t want to abandon THE BAUTY as a whole
They therefore around the temple try
To reveal the mystery of the stone
That grinds the green element of their soul
In the mill of their will
To rejoice once again
Only for a moment
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