Poetry is the Act of crystallizing the Fluid of Soul into Word---Poezia është akt i kristalizimit te fluidit shpirtëror në fjalë ©Fahredin Shehu
Thursday, October 07, 2010
My wishful thinking…
I fully embrace the lights of all sources
Mixing tears with the blue flame
Abandoning all human fears
Encroaching the grass of all darkest green
Smelling running water at the bank of the Nile
Receipted in the Onyx foyer surrounded by
Unfurled rainbow muslin roll with gold color encrypted
Formulas for Love intoxicated entities
Am I?
Such befuddled to melt as a snowflake
When the sun ray sings its quatrain
And perfume it with the fresh scent
Of angels’ armpit
And all Seraphs laugh in unison
For all lost “I-s”
Friday, October 01, 2010
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
If I was an Alien
Would I approach the human?
To knock in the doors of yesterday, and
Mature before my sweat get icy scale
Catch the plait of visible sky with stars embroidered, and
Appear as a child with the eyes that shows the abundance inside
To touch goose bombs in his heart membrane, and
Pamper the nest of the stars in between two eyebrows
Smell the grape pollen from his eyelashes, and
Offer the goblet full of freshly pressed pomegranate
Hear the sound of his breath, and
Get in the front of his shadow
Absorb the rays of his rainbow aura, and
Sing in unison the universal melody that vibes LOVE
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Primordial "I"
19 layers of textile’s mist have folded the “I”
Watching from the distance
It looks bizarrely captured
We are in exile
With love intoxicated
Humanity shall see the rainbow
We emit from all “I- s”
The primordial “I” emerged amidst the crowd of human
To articulate love
Infra mezzo and ultra visible
With the velocity of the most knowledgeable Angel
The sages named NUN and rejoice the eternity and
A day after
To transfer wisdom for the Thirsty Souls
We are the thirsty souls and
We approach humbly
The icy jet of the eternal spring
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