Thursday, February 13, 2020

Title: Author in Tirana
Author: Agron Shele
Country: Belgium
Language: English

                                

Autumn,
In Tirana that is lost in water creeks,
Through extended water drips in the windows of crystals,
In the abandoned benches from all this unrest
In the naked trees all the way to forgiveness.

Autumn
Even its returning tears of meditation instants,
Forgotten old romances in memory,
Returning painfully in the soft spirits
Yellow paper, of my diary.

Autumn,
In Tirana of the earlier steps,
Of a bench that is always naked with green flowers,
Of the last glass dropped through ridges
Pieces of lips, skies of love

Autumn
And longing for passed times,
For the deeming of light in the white soul,
For the life thrown away through angles of reflections,
For the abandoned leaves from all this demise.

Autumn
And traces in every heart beat
For her…for someone…for love,
Of after times that are knocked in so much noise
…and of autumn, e melancholic pentagram.

@sheleagron

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