In The Paradise Of Winter
I felt just like
a snowflake
in that immense,
white cloak,
my gaze stared
at that whiteness,
my footsteps
left traces everywhere.
The trees
wrapped in the white coat,
and the bench no
longer felt lonely.
A rare chirping
of a forgotten bird
arrived from
somewhere.
Heaven and earth
as never before
were at peace,
receiving and giving
love. The
silence was so deep, no
storms could be
seen on the horizon.
I stood outside
in a white landscape,
a warm feeling
enveloped me.
All my emotions
were awakening
As I experienced
that rare beauty....
When The Verses Are Dedicated To Moms
When the verses
knock at the
door of the soul
the poet
radiates
so much light;
his eyes laugh,
but still, he
finds no peace,
he is restless
like a girl
who, for the
first time,
receives a
proposal of love.
But when the
verses
are dedicated to
MOMS,
the sun shines
brighter,
the moon looks
beautiful,
the flowers are
colorful.
The gods put the
man on the throne
and time seems
to stand still.
Love’s Portrait
The love inside
me is a white
wave; with the
foam of anger
it crashes
violently against
my soul, leaving
traces there.
It never leaves
me alone, knocking
loudly in every
hour of the night,
it shakes me
with its tender arms,
it wakes me up,
giving me emotion.
Translated Into
English By Irma Kurti
ILDIJE XHEMALI
ILDIJE XHEMALI was born in April 1952
in the city of Lushnja in Albania. In 1973 she graduated from "Aleksandër
Xhuvani" University in the department of Albanian Language and Literature.
She worked as a teacher for 40 years in the cities of Lushnja and Elbasan.
Ildije Xhemali has published seven books of poetry in Albanian language
including "Flowers on Gray Hair," "The Petals of Soul,"
"In the Labyrinths of Life," "A Cloak of Love," etc. Her poems are part of some anthologies
published in Albania, Kosovo and Italy. Some of her poetries have also been
translated into Italian and published in various journals and magazines.
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