Prizren Town
City of modern
dreams,
Forgotten by
modesty and poverty,
Nostalgia,
modernism, look for it,
When they
falsified history.
From the limb of
archaic emotions,
Disassemble the
hints of pleasure,
From
synchronizing expressions
Retort of pride
and violence.
Centuries, where
gray modesty hides,
That they had
denied the scoundrel,
Cure the
humiliating pain confused.
Where the heroes
were crippled in chains.
From the binding
of the covenant,
Keep the verses
in the museum,
To fade the
smile,
In hospitality
when you did not deny the generous.
The Forgiveness Train
Limbs of time
flow
On the train to
oblivion,
Twinning of
broken illusions,
Sophistry of
retold events,
Fossils of
borrowed thoughts,
Hallucinations
hurt at times,
Rows of chaotic
chaos,
They run to
catch on the walk,
The fluid of the
troubled soul,
From monstrous
and archaic vices,
The likenesses
of legends left behind,
Borrowed from
the tempo of time,
Restored by
angry reflections,
Insolent pains
speak,
Overshadowed by
the barbaric centuries,
instantly snatch
hieroglyphs,
battles lost by
aggression,
Praise of hoary
hates,
Scripted from a
series of monologues.
Restorative
vengeance left behind,
Magic
Fascinated by
Hannibal's frown,
Moved by the
oscillograph of rehabilitative memory,
Engraved by the
weather of interpolating beings,
They left a
trail of grapes behind,
The flash of
repressed memories,
The train moves
towards the unknown,
Strange
Travelers Age Millennials,
Descended from
Neolithic times of barbarism,
Limb severed by
limb derivations,
They are about
to catch the boat of the civilized boat,
From motions of
forgotten adventures,
Skulls instead
of mysterious plates,
Satisfactorily
plead guilty to the above,
There is the
unknown from the monograph of anger,
Strange men look
at the tentacles of imagination,
where hell and
heaven shake purgatory.
PLLUMB SHEHU
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