AGRON SHELE

AGRON SHELE

When You Are Not Here

When you are not here

Something is missing from my bookshelf,

Maybe a letter

Even a book

Whose pages have been browsed a thousand times

And that light

Stolen from the majestic moon

Of a sleepless night

Just stands there

Silent, trapped in between thousands different types of love

Like a shadow of tracks

From where it goes

And then comes back with memories

So noisy

It plants

A tree

To bloom happily in the warmest day of spring

But like always being the first and only to outstand others.

When you are not here

A star fades

A living being keeps wandering through the sky without meaning

It shows the biggest secrets

For that someone who crossed the native river to the borders of snow

Somewhere in a forgotten place

Exploring the high peaks

Passed down from generation to generation

In the middle of the mystical tracks of life.

When you are not here

A glass of wine remains empty

There is no track of lips

Neither confusing codes for someone to decipher

The bitter taste still feels there

Or an abduction of the moment

Which abandons our world

Even it shadows which still remain

There is more than just an octopus

In the flames of the burning oil

The only flames that never extinguish

From a starry night.

When you are not here

I can't even imagine your portrait

All the colours start to fade

Birds are escaping

With broken wings

But nothing can stop their journey

When the earth kisses the sky

When the waves obey the moon

When a new light shall reborn

And finally, when a soul dies in peace.

When you are not here

I still find myself lurking in the bookshelf

Maybe I am looking for something to find

Maybe a track to that world

Which gave light to my blindness

Like in the old golden times

Somewhere

An unfinished poem

Just written

Broken dreams

In the edge of a window

That keeps hidden the shadows of a different world

The noises of the crossroad travellers

They never stop waiting for the green light

To overcome it

Their steps remain invisible.

When you are not here

I remain speechless

But I keep looking on the surface

There are no seasons here

Just a mess of colours

Mixed with Van Gogh's shades of yellow

Or even something by Dali's angels

Their wings shall confirm another day to start

And then to disappear terribly during the silent bloody moon.

When you are not here

I can only see black and white

Construct of a reflection that goes through

The eye prism

It doesn't know how to divide

Neither unite

It only knows how to light the torch

On the ball of brightness

On that premiere there is no king neither a queen

Only a jester hidden between the curtains

Giggling

But the spectators remain all watering , sad

By all that confusing drama.

When you are not here

What is left for me to watch

A light that is born during the morning

Or during the dead facades

Which are rising up to be majestic every day

Under my feet I feel god's sacrifice

In the name of what I used to be

Lost between the curves of a rainbow

I finally made it there

To that gate

Which I entered without knocking !

@sheleagron

TRANSLATED BY PETER TASE

AGRON SHELE

AGRON SHELE was born in October 7th, 1972, in the Village of Leskaj, city of Permet, Albania.  Is the author of the following literary works: “The Steps of Clara” (Novel), “Beyond a grey curtain” (Novel), “Wrong Image” (Novel) , “Innocent Passage” (Poetry), Whiste stones ( poetry) RIME SPARSE -Il suono di due voci poetiche del Mediterraneo (Poesie di Agron Shele e Claudia Piccinno), “Ese-I and Ese-II) ” .  Mr. Shele is also the coordinator of International Anthologies: “Open Lane- 1,” “Pegasiada , Open Lane- 2 , ATUNIS magazine ( Nr 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 )” and Atunis Galaxy Antholgy 2018.  He is  winner of some international literary prizes. Is a member of the Albanian Association of Writers, member of the World Writers Association, in Ohio, United States, Poetas del Mundo, WPS, Unione world Poetry and the President of the International Poetical Galaxy “Atunis”. He is published in many newspapers, national and international magazines, as well as published in many global anthologies: Almanac 2008, 2017; World Poetry Yearbook 2009, 2013, 2015,  The Second Genesis -2013, Kibatek 2015-Italy, Keleno- Greece,  etc.  Currently Resides in Belgium and continues to dedicate his time and efforts in publishing literary works with universal values.