KUJTIM HAJDARI

 

I Couldn't Wait For You, My Son!

Three floors made the pyramid of the tomb,

Three floors in sapphire marble,

Marble chosen only flint flowers,

It kills your eyes with colors even in the dark night.

His mother, with great pain, waited for him for many days,

And her eyes melted from the hospital door,

To embrace on his chest the nephews who gave light to her,

Their laughter would sweep the tears of longing.

"A little loose earth and a beautiful rose,

I would I want above the grave, - mother said,

-Ones of my house, you sow above my grave,

Ugh, how you have aggravated me with all this burden!

The two nephews, like doves, would pour some water,

My soul will hear them and speak to them sweetly,

In the rose petals they will see me that I am not lost,

Beautiful memories will burn in their heart.

I know, my son, you did it for me and for honor,

But I don't need anything in this world anymore,

I have a soul left that flies in the wind,

From my body that fled and dissolved underground.

I would have liked it more if you had brought my grandchildren.

They would had given me more days, I would leave satisfied,

But you lost far away, on holiday, lost in your jobs,

And I couldn't wait for you, see you, my son, I was so old."

I Am New In This Neighborhood

I am new in this neighborhood,  

Someone looks at me like a man of mist,  

Others from windows or doorsteps,  

Stir me in whispers of guesses.

Yet I send them, with the breezes of dawn,  

Always, a good morning and good evening,  

They are not the sun that warms all equally,  

Nor is it destined for them to be sweet like the moon.

Without them, this neighborhood would drown in darkness,  

Every ray in my eye would have been die,  

A bird beyond that sings before dawn,  

Would awaken the sadness of the silence of graves.

One day they will see that the colors of time,  

Reflect sweetly even in my eyes too,  

And this heart that raises the snowdrops,  

Weaves and sings only hymns for friendship.

KUJTIM HAJDARI

KUJTIM HAJDARI: He is a poet, translator and editor Albanian.  He has been graduated in Albanian language and contemporary literature from the University of Albania and has worked many years as a teacher. He started writing at a young age, but his works did not see the light of publication due to political reasons. He writes in Albanian, Italian and English. He has lived in Albania, Italy and now in USA. His published creativity began since 2017. So far he has published 17 poetry volumes, has translated 5 books in English and has participated in 102 anthologies (17 national and 85 international anthologies) He is editor and publisher of serial anthology "All together" on Amazon. He has participated in up to 40 competitions, national and international, up to now and has won many appreciations and awards, in August 2024 was winner of International Impact Book Awards in the USA. The publications of his poems will take on considerable geographical space. You will find them published in Albania, Kosovo, North Macedonia, Italy, the USA, Romania, Morocco, Egypt, Denmark, Bangladesh, Pakistan, Turkey, Spain, Germany, China, etc.