Irsa
Ruçi
PLEASE READ!
I decided not
write no more lines
Till every tear of
sadness goes dry
On my blind eyes
of my country;
I thought to wait
the fate of free hearts
That feed ideals
like the poets the air,
With silence, in
their own grace!
Damnation, poets
are not that quiet,
The words that
freeze on the storm of a rebellious heart
Are fee reflection
of a nation.
Please, read!
Otherwise, you
will be eternally read
Like the strangers
of yourself, by the light-hiders with oblivion.
We cannot fall in
the sleep of the indifference
When tomorrow is
on the threshold
And we so far
away.
For the earth I
breathed for the first time
I have chosen to
fight with poetry
Inside I found the
future, like a muse!
© Irsa Ruçi
NO WORDS
You created the
words and you put silence over it
Eloquency turned
in the music of the soul
Where only the
noise of the sights…
And the longing
And the being’s
absence
Which melted
through lines in bohemia!
You are the
silhouette of stars on earth
Made by cheating,
like an antique clock
Remained somewhere
in nostalgy
Carelessly
Unconsciously
Restlessly
Without expecting
the future with fireworks
And half – drunk;
…that simply
That time is
composed by oblivion!
© Irsa Ruçi
BEYOND THE LONELINESS
In the rainy
sheets I will remember my loneliness
The only never to
leave my being;
The hasty steps of
the passengers will show me the momentum of time
Or maybe this
illusion that comes as a mirage
That blows the
bubble in a touch.
The rain will wet
every frail thought;
To fill the cold
in muscles
Like my heart
feels a grip.
Like an old
compass I am left without an address
And the walls of
this city look like ghosts to me
I shout and scream
hopelessly
How complicated
this legend has been
I am not, but I
want to be in my being
Because just like
I am, I convince myself
I shouldn’t be in
my non-existence.
The only thing I
know is that my steps weigh in this earth
Like the rain on
the night
The reason will
oblige loneliness talk,
What secrets is
holding inside…?!
©
Irsa Ruçi
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