TYRAN PRIZREN SPAHIU

TYRAN PRIZREN SPAHIU

SIR, ALFRED NOBEL

I came to your well-groomed grave

silently, calmly covered,

allow me to colloquy

the words worrying me to penetrate.

You are in eternity, perhaps disappointed

the years flow, your name stands stoic,

in this conglomerate rocks remember you

but, the less valuable stones also find place.

You say, take care of the meritorious

jury, don't be away from the real merits,

wrap me on the sheet to not know

do not want to see the black stains!

From the time you are Afraid

your shadow wanders hopeless,

requires purification, source of eternity

judges the unrighteous, the winner that explodes.

I’ ll tell you, see again the sun went under the clouds,

I do not know, maybe it is a sinner

or even is ashamed

cries hidden behind your sheet.

One day, chess figures will find a place

the king of knowledge will dance the last waltz,

rest in silence, the knight of strength

to kingdom of technology, you have given hope.

I do promise, you will be freed from sinners

he / she boasting are with prize,

anathematized will be up to the day of judgment

Nobel Prize judges , mercenaries of price hunters!

Refused Nobel Prize in Literature 1964

Jean-Paul Sartre

 

I FEEL PAIN!

Blackened are feelings

confused, disappointed, desperate

extremely disgraced

said .. cup is filled

today

I look for friendships to drink

trying concerns to deflect!

Tomorrow maybe

I do not know, I just say maybe

I will try to stretch the hand of the beggar

penny one, two, will be given

air, water, I have from the Great Lord

I know,

down at the bridge of hope

homeless are waiting for me

yes, I know, they are there

my friends, soul-disgraced!

But,

you poet, please do write this too,

I, without the homeland, I do have nothing!

I looked at him, speechless

having a sensitive nature

money, fortune for me are strange

in me, I do feel love

for the poor, beggars down at the abyss!

Hardly surviving ....

My hands are trembling

shelter, the letters can not find

in the spirit I feel terrified

my hot room scolds me

I have closed my eyes,

trying to get away from the time of crime

striving

to pour tear, one, two

can not, my feelings are frozen !!!!

 

TONIGHT!

Please, do allow me

to drunk the troubled soul of mine

embrace the golden rays!

I see, under my window is

sitting on the cold midnight rock

poverty has abandoned, the abducted old man

smoking is inherited pipe

fumes wave, the only companions

tonight, there, I would like to toast!

I have to invite

blood, my flesh, successors

together

wish the best to old man‘s coming New Year

ehh..I know

in space we are a momentum!

I do wonder

If, he has someone

being afraid, right to ask maybe I do not have

I

rich with kids, yes, I am

again and again I do pray

grandchildren

let us enrich tonight, his, the midnight fiesta.

Proudly

they came, sitting next to me, near the old man

ah...the poor regime

the youth has sacrificed for it,

eh, rugged, tear drops

he, The Mausoleum

the only toast would like have

New Year's Eve, only with him

I WANT to be with!

TYRAN PRIZREN SPAHIU