Dedikime

[eniad]

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Dedikuar Alinos-it dhe atyre qe ndjehen femra... no matter what!!!


Phenomenal Woman"

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

 

[alinos]

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per eniad /pf/images/graemlins/smile.gif

Because I cannot sleep


Because I cannot sleep
I make music at night.
I am troubled by the one
whose face has the color of spring flowers.
I have neither sleep nor patience,
neither a good reputation nor disgrace.
A thousand robes of wisdom are gone.
All my good manners have moved a thousand miles away.
The heart and the mind are left angry with each other.
The stars and the moon are envious of each other.
Because of this alienation the physical universe
is getting tighter and tighter.
The moon says, "How long will I remain
suspended without a sun?"
Without Love's jewel inside of me,
let the bazaar of my existence by destroyed stone by stone.
O Love, You who have been called by a thousand names,
You who know how to pour the wine
into the chalice of the body,
You who give culture to a thousand cultures,
You who are faceless but have a thousand faces,
O Love, You who shape the faces
of Turks, Europeans, and Zanzibaris,
give me a glass from Your bottle,
or a handful of bheng from Your Branch.
Remove the cork once more.
The we'll see a thousand chiefs prostrate themselves,
and a circle of ecstatic troubadours will play.
Then the addict will be breed of craving.
and will be resurrected,
and stand in awe till Judgement Day.

Rumi, Love Poems

 

[alinos]

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The Heart Of The Woman

by William Butler Yeats


O what to me the little room
That was brimmed up with prayer and rest;
He bade me out into the gloom,
And my breast lies upon his breast.
O what to me my mother's care,
The house where I was safe and warm;
The shadowy blossom of my hair
Will hide us from the bitter storm.
O hiding hair and dewy eyes,
I am no more with life and death,
My heart upon his warm heart lies,
My breath is mixed into his breath.

to wishful thinking...

 

[alinos]

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Thomas Hardy (1840–1928)

Hap

If but some vengeful god would call to me
From up the sky, and laugh: "Thou suffering thing,
Know that thy sorrow is my ecstasy,
That thy love's loss is my hate's profiting!"

Then would I bear it, clench myself, and die,
Steeled by the sense of ire unmerited;
Half-eased in that a Powerfuller than I
Had willed and meted me the tears I shed.

But not so. How arrives it joy lies slain,
And why unblooms the best hope ever sown?
—Crass Casualty obstructs the sun and rain,
And dicing Time for gladness casts a moan. . . .
These purblind Doomsters had as readily strown
Blisses about my pilgrimage as pain.


eve fuj pashtaj ce s'te kam xhan :kiss:

 

[alinos]

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eve kete, eve kete...

Robert Frost (1874–1963)

Mending Wall

Something there is that doesn't love a wall,
That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it,
And spills the upper boulders in the sun;
And makes gaps even two can pass abreast.
The work of hunters is another thing:
I have come after them and made repair
Where they have left not one stone on a stone,
But they would have the rabbit out of hiding,
To please the yelping dogs. The gaps I mean,
No one has seen them made or heard them made,
But at spring mending-time we find them there.
I let my neighbor know beyond the hill;
And on a day we meet to walk the line
And set the wall between us once again.
We keep the wall between us as we go.
To each the boulders that have fallen to each.
And some are loaves and some so nearly balls
We have to use a spell to make them balance:
"Stay where you are until our backs are turned!"
We wear our fingers rough with handling them.
Oh, just another kind of outdoor game,
One on a side. It comes to little more:
There where it is we do not need the wall:
He is all pine and I am apple orchard.
My apple trees will never get across
And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.
He only says, "Good fences make good neighbors."
Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder
If I could put a notion in his head:
"Why do they make good neighbors? Isn't it
Where there are cows? But here there are no cows.
Before I built a wall I'd ask to know
What I was walling in or walling out,
And to whom I was like to give offense.
Something there is that doesn't love a wall,
That wants it down." I could say "Elves" to him,
But it's not elves exactly, and I'd rather
He said it for himself. I see him there
Bringing a stone grasped firmly by the top
In each hand, like an old-stone savage armed.
He moves in darkness as it seems to me,
Not of woods only and the shade of trees.
He will not go behind his father's saying,
And he likes having thought of it so well
He says again, "Good fences make good neighbors."

 

[Kordelina]

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• Malli i syve


Malli per syte larg syve
Shpesh me ka bere te flas me vetveten
Endrra te trishtuara te shoh ne gjume
Thinja ne pasqyre ...
... te numeroj me shume.

Malli per syte larg syve
Hapi i pamatur qe lup kthesat e fundit
Tejveshtrim i gjalle ne dylbi varresh
Sinqeritet femije ...
... mbi rrudha burri.

Malli per syte larg syve
Qetesine e shpirtit me ka prishur perhere
Pa driten mahnitese te tyre
As syte e mi ...
... nuk paskan vlere.


Nga Ton Zmali...dedikuar MALLIT

 

[Erind]

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La foglia vagante.

Sospinta davanti a me
una foglia appassiva.
Girovagare, essere giovani ed amare,
tutto un suo tempo, tutto una fine ha.
La foglia erra senza meta
Dove il vento vuole,
si ferma solo nel bosco e nella melma
verso dove il mio viaggio sarà?

 

[Nella]

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World Was

World was in the face of the beloved –
but suddenly it poured out:
World is outside. World is not to be grasped.
Why did I not drink, as I lifted it,
from the full, the beloved face,
World, so near my mouth scented it?
Ah, I drank. I drank inexhaustibly.
But I was filled up too, by too much
World, and, drinking, I myself overflowed.

-Rilke

 

[eniad]

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Dedicated to the one who never will catch a glimpse of this.....

Morpheus

Oh, Morpheus, give me joy till morning
For my forever painful love:
Just blow out candles' burning
And let my dreams in blessing move.
Let from my soul disappear
The separation's sharp rebuke!
And let me see that dear look,
And let me hear voice that dear.
And when will vanish dark of night
And you will free my eyes at leaving,
Oh, if my heart would have a right
To lose its love till dark of evening!

Pushkin

 

[shqipe]

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William Shakespeare - Sonnet 10

For shame! deny that thou bear'st love to any,
Who for thy self art so unprovident.
Grant, if thou wilt, thou art belov'd of many,
But that thou none lov'st is most evident:
For thou art so possess'd with murderous hate,
That 'gainst thy self thou stick'st not to conspire,
Seeking that beauteous roof to ruinate
Which to repair should be thy chief desire.
O! change thy thought, that I may change my mind:
Shall hate be fairer lodg'd than gentle love?
Be, as thy presence is, gracious and kind,
Or to thyself at least kind-hearted prove:
Make thee another self for love of me,
That beauty still may live in thine or thee.

 

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«Alzati, amica mia,
mia bella, e vieni!
Perché, ecco, l'inverno è passato,
è cessata la pioggia, se n'è andata;
i fiori sono apparsi nei campi,
il tempo del canto è tornato
e la voce della tortora ancora si fa sentire
nella nostra campagna.
Il fico ha messo fuori i primi frutti
e le viti fiorite spandono fragranza.
Alzati, amica mia,
mia bella, e vieni!
O mia colomba, che stai nelle fenditure della roccia,
nei nascondigli dei dirupi,
mostrami il tuo viso,
fammi sentire la tua voce,
perché la tua voce è soave,
il tuo viso è leggiadro».
Prendeteci le volpi,
le volpi piccoline
che guastano le vigne,
perché le nostre vigne sono in fiore.

 

[eniad]

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Thief in the Night

LAST night a thief came to me
And struck at me with something dark.
I cried, but no one could hear me,
I lay dumb and stark.

When I awoke this morning 5
I could find no trace;
Perhaps ’twas a dream of warning,
For I’ve lost my peace.

D.H. Lawrence /pf/images/graemlins/frown.gif

 

[inanissa]

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sotto_voce

Ka kohe qe s'shihemi,e tash;
me ngjan nga larg i tjetersuar...
S'kuptoj,valle je zvenitur ti;
apo jam une qe kam ndryshuar...?

Dikur te fala boten time;
dhe syte,dhe endrat,dashurine;
ti ne rreflekse gjysem_hijesh;
me fale si shperblim vetmine...

Me fale nje parajse te rreme;
ku dite e nate veshtire dalloj;
c'e desha qiellin pa kufi;
kur s'me dhe krahe te fluturoj...?

Ti me dhe lotin me te hidhur;
e nje ME FAL sot,valle c'vend ze..??
Ti e di po aq mire sa une;
zemra qe thyhet,s'ngjitet me...

Dikur me the me gjysem zeri;
se fjala mbi cdo gje te vret...
...oh, ti nuk di se c'esht batisja;
e heshtjes tende qe nuk flet...

Oh ti nuk di se cdo te thote;
me ndjenjen tende rende te luash;
e dhimbjen qe kjo te shkakton;
sa ta urresh,aq dhe ta duash...

E ti s'e njeh vetmine e nates;
boshin e shtratit ti s'e di;
ku hena puthjet eger fal;
por pa argjend dhe poezi...

Nje shthurje fjalesh,hallakatur;
e pra,ja si me dukesh sot;
i vetm nje varg poezie;
pa mua:_s'arrin ta vlesh dot...!

kushtuar....vetes time /pf/images/graemlins/laugh.gif

 

[Aisling]

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Love Me Like There's No Tomorrow

You had to kill the conversation
You always had the upper hand
Got caught in love and stepped in sinking sand
You had to go and ruin all our plans
Packed your bags and you're leaving home
Got a one-way ticket and you're all set to go
But we have one more day together, so

Love me like there's no tomorrow
Hold me in your arms, tell me you mean it
This is our last goodbye and very soon it will be over
But today just love me like there's no tomorrow

I guess we drift alone in separate ways
I don't have all that far to go
God knows I learnt to play the lonely man
I've never felt so low in all my life
We were born to be just losers
So I guess there's a limit on how far we go
But we only have one more day together so

Love me like there's no tomorrow
Hold me in your arms, tell me you mean it
This is our last goodbye and very soon it will be over
But today just love me like there's no tomorrow

Tomorrow god knows just where I'll be
Tomorrow who knows just what's in store for me
Anything can happen but we only have one more day together,
yeah
Just one more day forever, so

Love me like there's no tomorrow
Hold me in your arms, tell me you mean it
This is our last goodbye and very soon it will be over
But today just love me like there's no tomorrow

 

[Ema]

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Vdeksha une per ty!

 

[alinos]

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..cry me a river...

 

[eniad]

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</font><blockquote><font class="small">Citim:</font><hr />
Fillimisht postuar nga alinos:
..cry me a river...

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Now you say you're lonely
You've cried the whole night through
Come on cry me a river, cry me a river
I cried a river over you.

Now you say you're sorry
For being so untrue
Come on cry me a river, cry me a river
I cried a river over you.


You drove me, nearly drove me out of my head
while you never shed a tear.
Remember, I remember all that you said.
'Told me love was too plebean
'Told me you were through with me
And now, now you say you love me
Well, just to prove its true,
Come on and cry me a river, cry me a river
I CRIED A RIVER OVER YOU

 

[alinos]

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e bukur hë?
sidomos strofa e fundit...

edhe pe gomari t'i kisha pasur te shkretat, dhe qe s'i kam /pf/images/graemlins/wink.gif :angel:

 

[eniad]

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E bukur vertet ajo strofa e fundit. But you know what it is... to my wishful thinking. /pf/images/graemlins/frown.gif Megjithate perpiqemi te shtyjme perpara.

I've been missing you these days, por nuk te kam marre ne telefon se ke qene me pune akademike. /pf/images/graemlins/laugh.gif

I got some books for you. Someone left them with me so that I can deliver them to you. Hope you're having a nice time. (Make it double, for me as well). :kiss:

 

[eniad]

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-Gjyshi, a ka këmbë kumbulla?
-Jo, te keqen gjyshi.
-Po kush ka këmbë?
-Buburreci te keqen gjyshi.
-Oh, paskam ngrënë një buburrec atëhere!


Aman moj po ku m'i gjen keto gjera. Po nuk hane bebushat buburreca te keqen gjyshi se pastaj na duhet te boshatisim tregun nga pampersat se te ze barku!!!!! :lol: :kiss: