VIOLETA KADRIU

 

 

I Miss You

 

I miss you so

for the brightness of your eyes,

whom

only loving soul

knows how to express it so warmly,

you hearing the soungs of this song

that disturbed us so much

and heart and eyes

had filled us with tears!

 

For the places where we stayed,

oh, how i longed,

and that the eyes have no strength,

can’ t waits to see them,

places where the soul spoke

just the word” I love you!”

 

You say the leaves of the forest

where scattered by the wind

or preserve memory

when they served us a quilt,

or the song has been stopped

even birds among all those places

serenades for us left?

 

There are no cobblestone streets,

grassy or muddy,

that we violated together

and we did not see asphalt,

that love break and rock

i made the mountains the meadows,

melt and glaciers

in them arose roses!

 

Stop Your Pounce, O Beastly-Man

 

(dedicated to a 11 year old girl who was raped in Kosovo, 2022)

 

Stop your pounce, o beastly-man

don’t you know that there is a God,

don’t you have a mother, a sister

or anyone who waits for you at home?!

You raped me today, you destroyed my brother

you destroyed my mother, sister and father.

From today on my doll will cry unceasingly

I am still small, the doll is my only dowry!

 

The heart is trying to get out

while your cruel hand is touching me

the pacifier of milk has not dried yet

still inside my mouth smile the first teeth!

 

Stop And Listen To This Child’s Cry

free the soul from this unceasing tyranny,

don’t take off my sandals that my mother put them on,

she has cared for me like her eyes, like the lamb on cottage!

Oh do not tear off my dress today,

my father gave it to me, with ribbon, you burned my soul,

do not rape me, no, do not disecrate

do not push my face to the ground, do not push me!

 

Today to the Dardan childhood you opened a new grave

stop the pounce, o beastly-man,

my cheeks for you are quite soft

stop your monster behaviour, may you be cursed!

Do not tear off my fate necklace, instead of gold

my lip still flows out bosom’s milk!

 

O sky open, bring clouds,

bring thunders, thousands of lightning flashes

may they petrify your hands

may they melt them like the stainless steel!

 

O sky pour down, o earth open!

Gather the angels of divine justice

punish them who iced the tears of a mother

those who cut all the beams of the moon

those who hurt the manliness of the sun

those who raped the blueness under the sky!

 

A Moonless Summer Night

 

My only star

Which brightened my horizon

Extinguished its amber rays

In a moonless summer night,

With steps encumbered by pain

Amidst tears and tempests in the heart

Disappeared in the darkness, how much it hurt me, oh mother!...

 

Hands that I loved so much, where will I find them, now dear mother, the hands to embrace me again, as strongly as they used to,

Now, when our boat of happiness, on which we sailed for years, the tempests sank it before reaching the harbor.

 

When I told him that I had taken him out of my heart

I don't who did I lie more, him or me

When I mentioned to him someone else

It seemed as if I quaffed glasses of bitter absinthium

When I had to lower my sight thousands of spears struck me

And when we reached our hands for..the farewell.

All the roses of my heart dried...

 

VIOLETA KADRIU

 

VIOLETA KADRIU was born on 14. 12. 1967 in Podujevë, as the first child of the Llapjan poet, Kadri Kadriu. She completed primary and secondary school in her hometown, with top marks, to continue F. Economics in Prishtina. She has been involved in art since childhood, in particular literary works, poetry and prose, as well as solo singing. Her first book of poetry is "TE PRES", published in 2022 in Prishtina, at the "Lena Grafic" publishing house, and now she is ready to publish two more poetry collections. Her poems have been published in dozens of anthologies, both in Albanian and in other languages. She has been honored many times for poetry.