XHULI SPAHIU

 

The Poem That Never Dies

 

On the journey of words, beneath a boundless sky,

where thoughts transform into newborn stars,

the poets walk — from every shore and every land,

bearers of light that warms even the coldest earth.

 

Opa Poets, like oaks in the storms of time,

their roots deep in sorrow, in love, in the world,

while their branches rise toward the human heavens,

where verses become wings, golden flights of spirit.

 

The poets of the globe, with voices shifting like seas,

write of days that burn, of nights that weep,

of the child who dreams, of the person who hopes,

of every heart searching for a fragment of light.

 

And yet, one truth binds them all:

their words are never merely words,

but breath that revives the soul,

and moves the world softly, like a hidden rhythm.

 

And so, poetry continues —

like a sea that never stops its waves,

like a sun that rises equally for all,

like a song that enters the heart

without asking permission.

 

Do Not Forget Your Roots

 

My children,

when the road leads you far away

and maps speak to you in foreign tongues,

do not lose your own voice

in the noise of the world.

 

Exile is strong,

it makes you grow up fast

and sometimes

teaches you how to smile

even when the soul is tired.

 

But remember this:

strength is not enduring in silence,

strength is remaining yourself.

Do not measure yourselves

by the gold you earn,

but by the honor you keep.

 

Bread can be found anywhere,

but dignity —

only if you keep it clean.

When longing tightens your chest at night,

and my name comes without knocking,

know that my prayer

has wrapped around you

before the coats of foreign winters.

 

Speak kindly,

work honestly,

and do not forget to forgive.

The world is vast,

but the human heart

remains the truest home.

 

If you fall, rise without shame.

If you win, bow with dignity.

Do not forget the language,

the song,

the name I first called you by.

 

And when you return,

even if your hair has turned gray too soon,

my door will be the same,

like my heart:

open.

Because you are my longest journey,

and my quietest pride.

 

 

XHULI SPAHIU

 

XHULI SPAHIU (04/11/1969)–Gjilanë-Kosovo 🇽🇰 Poet and writer who firmly believes in the power of words to change people's lives. Through her poems and books, she shares messages of positivity, hope, and peace, inspiring readers to think deeply and find strength within themselves. Her mission is to help others through her writings, offering light in difficult moments and guidance for a more mindful and harmonious life. Three times featured in the Book of Records for her peaceful mission and internationally recognized as a peace icon, she uses every word as a tool to open hearts and sow hope. For her, writing is not just an art – it is a way to connect people, spread love, and create a better world, one sentence and one poem at a time.