{"id":600,"date":"2016-02-19T17:45:33","date_gmt":"2016-02-19T16:45:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fjala.info\/?p=600"},"modified":"2021-02-03T01:29:46","modified_gmt":"2021-02-03T00:29:46","slug":"poeti-i-talentuar-nikoll-u-ndrejaj","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jehonashqiptare.al\/fjala\/poeti-i-talentuar-nikoll-u-ndrejaj\/","title":{"rendered":"Poeti i talentuar Nikoll U. Ndrejaj"},"content":{"rendered":"<blockquote><p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright\" title=\"Nikoll U. Ndrejaj\" src=\"http:\/\/www.fjala.info\/2016\/nikolle_ndrejaj.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"150\" \/> <strong>Nikoll U. Ndrejaj<\/strong>, nji poet qe sa vjen dhe lartesohet ne krijimtarin e tij.<br \/>\n<em> Jane nji seri librash te botuar dhe te tjere qe presin botimin! Ministria e kultures ase qe merre mundimin te kontaktoj\u00eb me penat brilante, nuk jane pake! Po neser doi duhen brezit te sotem dhe atyre qe vin.<br \/>\nPapunesia, flakja nga puna e z. Nikoll nga pushtetar te pa pergjegjshem e ka lodhur shpirtin krijues te ketije burri fisnik e fjal\u00eb pake.<br \/>\nPolitika e \u00e7do ngjyre qofte, njerzit me kontribute shume vje\u00e7are, specialist te afet ne profesion, hidhen ne rruge per militantizem!ku ndodhe kjo hata ne vendet demokratike?<br \/>\nPoeti, shkrimtari e mbi te gjitha nji qytetar me integritet si Nikoll U.Ndrejaj perbadhet me pa drejtesit e kohes&#8230; pena dhe mendja krijuese duhen trajtuar me shume kujdes nga \u00e7&#8217;do qeveri qe vjen dhe shkon ne pushtet,inteligjenca eshte truri i \u00e7do kombi&#8230; urime miku im Nikolle.<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><strong>Nikoll\u00eb Ulndreaj<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>VENDLINDJES TIME NIKAJ M\u00cbRTURIT<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Po \u00e7\u2019m\u00eb gjeti mua t\u00eb gjorin me k\u00ebt\u00eb vendlindje<br \/>\nM\u00eb ndjek nga pas si qengj n\u00eb per\u00ebndim e lindje<br \/>\nNj\u00eb fije bari mbi flok\u00eb nj\u00eb cop\u00eb balte n\u00eb k\u00ebpuc\u00eb<br \/>\nPak pjalm mbi supe n\u00eb \u00e7orape pak\u00ebz lluc\u00eb<br \/>\nPak kresht\u00eb n\u00eb ball\u00eb, n\u00eb zem\u00ebr prush nga guri<br \/>\nSi dy vullkane t\u00eb m\u00ebdhenj Nikaj e M\u00ebrturi<br \/>\n\u00c7\u2019m\u00eb dogj\u00ebn me llav\u00eb ngado n\u00ebp\u00ebr bot\u00eb<br \/>\nHer\u00eb si yll, her\u00eb si diell, her\u00eb si h\u00ebn\u00eb e plot\u00eb<br \/>\nSa her\u00eb ulem t\u00eb fle po m\u00eb varet te qerpiku<br \/>\nKjo planprishse e eg\u00ebr s\u2019po m\u00eb len\u00eb t\u00eb iku<br \/>\nM\u00eb piskat\u00eb trishtuesh\u00ebm \u201c kthehu tek pragu\u201d<br \/>\nShtojzovalle e zana t\u00eb presin m\u00eb lule zambaku<br \/>\nE un\u00eb zihem me k\u00ebmb\u00ebt se larg m\u00eb kan\u00eb tretur<br \/>\nSyri m\u00eb rigon lot buz\u00ebs s\u00eb etur<br \/>\nE qaj. E qaj. E qaj, e qaj<br \/>\nPastaj m\u00eb z\u00eb gjum\u00eb i \u00ebmb\u00ebl n\u00eb krah\u00ebt e saj<br \/>\nE ngrihem n\u00eb tjerm\u00eb n\u00eb vendin e huaj<br \/>\nBuz\u00ebplasaritur, buz\u00ebshkrumbuar p\u00ebr uj\u00eb..<\/p>\n<hr width=\"300\" \/>\n<p><strong>Dor\u00ebshkrim<\/strong>, <em>roman<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&#8230;At\u00eb m\u00ebngjes n\u00ebntori frynte nj\u00eb er\u00eb ul\u00ebrit\u00ebse. Deg\u00ebt e g\u00ebshtenjave k\u00ebrc\u00ebllinin sikurse donin t\u00eb qanin. Ca gjethe g\u00ebshtenje fluturonin si zogjt\u00eb ajrit a thua se doni t\u00eb b\u00ebjn\u00eb gallat\u00eb me nj\u00ebra tjetr\u00ebn. Maja e Marinit shikonte pun\u00ebn e vet, si nj\u00eb burr\u00eb i mo\u00e7\u00ebm nj\u00eb shall mjegulle e kish hedhur rreth qafe. Dhe rrinte qet\u00eb pa e prishur terezin\u00eb. Dikund n\u00eb an\u00eb t\u00eb Qaf\u00ebs dukej sa nj\u00eb shami qiell i kalt\u00ebr. Dhe pik\u00ebrisht at\u00ebher\u00eb kur\u00eb ngjasonte se koha do t\u00eb b\u00ebhej tejet e v\u00ebshtir\u00eb dhe e pashpres\u00eb p\u00ebr udh\u00ebtim ndodhi e kund\u00ebrta. Ret\u00eb e lan\u00eb t\u00eb lir\u00eb qiellin. Me sa dukej kishim marr\u00eb udh\u00eb tjet\u00ebr. Me kaq qe mbyllur puna e shiut. Dhe un\u00eb e ndjeva vet\u00ebn t\u00eb leht\u00ebsuar. N\u00ebna ime shtatgjat\u00eb rendte n\u00ebp\u00ebr sht\u00ebpi pa m\u00ebdyshje. Q\u00eb nga maja e flokut gjer\u00eb n\u00eb themb\u00ebr i rridhte bukuria. Fytyra e kuqe si moll\u00eb i kuq\u00eblonte. Flok\u00ebt e gjat\u00eb t\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb bystek i rrinin mjaft\u00eb bukur. Syt\u00eb e kalt\u00ebr i shk\u00eblqenin me nj\u00eb shk\u00eblqim t\u00eb pazakont\u00eb. Vetullat e saj t\u00eb zeza t\u00eb binin n\u00eb sy si tuflak \u00e7etine.<\/p>\n<p>Dh\u00ebmb\u00ebt e gjat\u00eb e t\u00eb bardh\u00eb i vinin sipas fytyr\u00ebs. Kraholi i q\u00ebndisur, k\u00ebmisha e bardh\u00eb, rripi i gjer\u00eb i brezit me lulore e zinxhir ser\u00ebm, fundi i gjat\u00eb i kremte, \u00e7orap\u00ebt me yrnek t\u00eb ve\u00e7ant\u00eb, opingat me l\u00ebkur\u00eb t\u00eb kuqe, shtati i hedhur e b\u00ebnin nj\u00eb fem\u00ebr t\u00eb jasht\u00ebzonshme q\u00eb im at\u00eb nuk ia heqt\u00eb dot syt\u00eb. E ngaz\u00ebllonte p\u00ebr nj\u00eb mend. I dukej m\u00eb e \u00ebmb\u00ebl. E b\u00ebnte ti l\u00ebvizte shtati kur\u00eb i kalonte pran\u00eb. Ishte i bindur se kishte nj\u00eb bashk\u00ebshorte t\u00eb zgjuar dhe t\u00eb k\u00ebndshme. Ai e dinte se kish marr\u00eb nj\u00eb grua tek nj\u00eb kull\u00eb M\u00ebrturi me rr\u00ebnje e taban. Pjesa m\u00eb e mir\u00eb e n\u00ebn\u00ebs time ishte ajo e padukshmja q\u00eb ndodhet brenda zemr\u00ebs s\u00eb njeriut. Ajo t\u00eb lexonte n\u00eb sy. K\u00ebshtu thoshte edhe babai. Nj\u00eb gj\u00eb ish e sigurt\u00eb, se ajo e merrte me mend se ku i dh\u00ebmb babait, madje e dinte edhe se \u00e7far\u00eb ti sillte n\u00eb sof\u00ebr kur\u00eb im at\u00eb priste mysafir apo t\u00eb njohur. Sigurisht pas nj\u00eb nate t\u00eb gjat\u00eb vjeshte t\u00eb von\u00eb, im at\u00eb e im gjysh q\u00eb kishin ndenjur zgjuar dal\u00eb nga dal\u00eb zjarri i bised\u00ebs po fikej. \u00c7ka kishin p\u00ebr t\u00eb vjelur nga historia e rr\u00ebfimit tashm\u00eb e kishin vjelur. Gjith\u00e7ka q\u00eb kishin p\u00ebrpara po thuajse e kishin mbaruar. S\u2019do mend se filloi t\u00eb tallej gjyshi. Se, n\u00eb fund t\u00eb fundit ai vet\u00ebm do mbetej. Do t\u00eb detyrohej ti gatuante vet\u00ebs. K\u00ebshtu q\u00eb dukej pak nervoz. Dor\u00ebn e kish harruar n\u00eb dorez\u00ebn e der\u00ebs.<\/p>\n<p>Ndoshta nuk e kishte parashikuar se do ti duhej rreth tri jav\u00eb t\u00eb ngryset dhe t\u00eb gdhihet i vet\u00ebm. Pastaj l\u00ebshoi dorez\u00ebn e der\u00ebs dhe filloi t\u00eb ecte si n\u00eb ankth. Sapo kish filluar ta ndiente vetmin\u00eb. Por gjithsesi nuk e jepte veten. Pash m\u00eb pash zbriti shkall\u00ebt e kull\u00ebs. Lidhur me litar p\u00ebr nj\u00eb huri nj\u00eb mushk qime zi sapo kish mbaruar t\u00eb ngr\u00ebnit e m\u00ebngjesit. Tashm\u00eb ishte gati p\u00ebr udh\u00eb. Do ti marr\u00ebsh ca g\u00ebshtenja im at\u00eb e pyeti gjysh Zymerin. Me gjith\u00eb qejf iu p\u00ebrgjigj gjyshi. M\u00eb mir\u00eb nj\u00eb thes g\u00ebshtenja ti b\u00ebj barr\u00eb mushkut se nj\u00eb gur\u00eb prroni iu p\u00ebrgjigj gjyshi. Dhe qeshi me t\u00eb madhe. S\u2019t\u00eb vjen keq t\u00eb m\u00eb sjellsh nj\u00eb kosh Ndok\u00eb. Nj\u00eb nga ata kosha t\u00eb thurur me thupra shelgu. Po, Zymer kam\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb disa kosha. Zgjidh nj\u00eb, cilin t\u00eb duash ti. Sidoqoft\u00eb nj\u00eb kosh do ta marr. E kam p\u00ebr Nikoll\u00ebn. P\u00ebr t\u00ebnd bir bre burr\u00eb. Po qe k\u00ebshtu merri dy kosha Zymer. N\u00eb nj\u00ebr\u00ebn an\u00eb im bir\u00eb dhe n\u00eb tjetr\u00ebn an\u00eb g\u00ebshtenjat. Gjyshi qeshi. Ti m\u00eb jep g\u00ebshtenja un\u00eb t\u00eb jap patate, Ndok\u00eb. Im at\u00eb f\u00ebrkoj duart. Pra Zymer, ti me nj\u00ebr\u00ebn dor\u00eb merr dhe me tjetr\u00ebn jep. Po, duhet. Duhet. T\u00eb jap\u00ebsh dhe t\u00eb marr\u00ebsh. S\u2019ka rend\u00ebsi. Ai q\u00eb ka jep. Afrohu m\u00eb thirri gjyshi. Hajde. Luaj k\u00ebmb\u00ebt. Mos u friko. Duhet t\u00eb rrish gjith\u00eb rrug\u00ebn n\u00eb kosh. More apo s\u2019more vesh, \u00e7amarrok. Mblidhe veten, se je burr\u00eb Nikajsh. Un\u00eb kam frik\u00eb se m\u2019i ndodh\u00eb gj\u00eb djalit tha im at\u00eb. Jo. Mos u friko Ndok\u00eb. Mushku im \u00ebsht\u00eb i urt\u00eb, dhe ec kujdessh\u00ebm. Tani mirupafshim Ndok\u00eb.<\/p>\n<p>T\u00eb shtun\u00ebn e ardhshme n\u00eb dasm\u00ebn e Ded\u00eb Rrustemit. Mir\u00eb u gjetsha Zymer. Dhe i foli mushkut. Ec Dori. Mushku filloj t\u00eb ec\u00ebn rrug\u00ebs nga kishte ardhur. Ime n\u00ebn\u00eb filloj t\u00eb fliste me mua. Ma ler\u00eb mua moj bij\u00eb t\u00ebnd djal\u00eb. \u00c7\u2019\u00ebsht\u00eb e v\u00ebrteta un\u00eb nuk hapa goj\u00eb. Isha kapur me kujdes p\u00ebr koshi. Ndoshta ky udh\u00ebtim do t\u00eb hynte n\u00eb jet\u00ebn time p\u00ebr nj\u00eb periudh\u00eb kohe tejet t\u00eb gjat\u00eb. Dhe ec\u00ebm p\u00ebr nj\u00eb far\u00eb kohe n\u00eb heshtje. Pastaj biseda hyri sigurisht n\u00eb hulli krejt normale n\u00eb pjes\u00ebn m\u00eb t\u00eb madhe t\u00eb koh\u00ebs. Eh, moj bij\u00eb i tha gjyshi, kollaj \u00ebsht\u00eb t\u00eb flas\u00ebsh. Por, burri e ka t\u00eb v\u00ebshtir\u00eb ti sh\u00ebrbej vet\u00ebs. Njeriu ka nevoj\u00eb kur\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb i vet\u00ebm t\u00eb flas\u00eb edhe me nj\u00eb zog mali. Epo s\u2019ke \u00e7\u2019t\u2019i b\u00ebsh, bab\u00eb. Burri im \u00ebsht\u00eb i ri. Ai din ti sh\u00ebrbej vet\u00ebs. Ka qen\u00eb ushtarak. Ai mund t\u00eb ngrohet me nj\u00eb qiri q\u00eb i b\u00ebn\u00eb drit\u00eb. Se \u00ebsht\u00eb njeri me disiplin\u00eb shpirt\u00ebrore t\u00eb fort\u00eb. Ka aft\u00ebsi fizike e syri nuk i ka frik\u00eb p\u00ebr asgj\u00eb. Me nj\u00eb fjal\u00eb ai e k\u00ebqyr bot\u00ebn rreth e rrotull me syt\u00eb e ti. N\u00ebna ndigjonte fjal\u00ebt e gjyshit. Nd\u00ebrsa ndiente se si zemra i rrihte p\u00ebr bashk\u00ebshortin e saj. Mushka ecte me hap t\u00eb zakonsh\u00ebm. Biseda mes gjyshit dhe n\u00ebn\u00ebs time her\u00eb zinte fill her\u00eb k\u00ebputej. Sigurisht, sapo kaluam ur\u00ebn e M\u00ebriturit gjyshi e ndjeu veten n\u00eb tok\u00ebn e vet. Dheu ia nihet putr\u00ebn. Fytyra filloi ti qeshte, megjith\u00ebse rruga gjer\u00eb tek kulla e Ukshin Brahimit t\u00eb Mulajt, edhe me e mat\u00eb me sy ishte e larg\u00ebt. Plot shk\u00ebmbinj duhet kaluar ende muzgu pa shkelur n\u00ebp\u00ebr rrug\u00eb.<\/p>\n<p>Ndoshta kishte kaluar m\u00eb shum\u00eb se nj\u00eb or\u00eb udh\u00ebtim. Gjyshi ecte, por dukej sikur i r\u00ebn\u00eb n\u00eb mendime. Di\u00e7ka ndjeu sapo vuri k\u00ebmb\u00ebn n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb fshat qe mbante er\u00eb buke. Fshati i bajraktarit t\u00eb M\u00ebriturit. I shkiti fjala nga goja. Nj\u00eb fjal\u00eb si e lyer me m\u00ebndafsh, por q\u00eb e theu heshtjen. Nga biseda me n\u00ebn\u00ebn time kish disa dekika q\u00eb kish hequr dor\u00eb si pa dashje. Dhe kjo fjal\u00eb q\u00eb i doli nga goja me sa duket qe rast\u00ebsore. Serish ra n\u00eb heshtje. Shqet\u00ebsimi q\u00eb me sa duket nuk e kish braktisur aspak. Kish filluar nj\u00eb ves\u00eb shiu. Rruga gjer\u00eb n\u00eb Mulaj ishte e larg\u00ebt. Dhe asaj hullie rruge q\u00eb zor q\u00eb mund t\u00eb l\u00ebvizte k\u00ebmb\u00eb njeriu. Sigurisht q\u00eb e kuptoj se po i v\u00ebshtir\u00ebsohej rruga. Po sikur t\u00eb shpeshtohej shiu duhej t\u00eb b\u00ebnin mendonte n\u00ebna. Gjyshi e kuptoj shqet\u00ebsimin e saj. Ai e dinte fort mir\u00eb se ku i rrinte mendja n\u00ebn\u00ebs time. Mua m\u2019u kish lagur fytyra, por rrija i paluar n\u00eb kosh si nj\u00eb lepurush i vog\u00ebl. Pas pak ndjeva se n\u00eb curril uji po m\u00eb shkiste nga zverku drejt\u00eb kurrizit. Fol o \u00e7arrata a je lagur mu drejtua gjyshi. Jo i thash me nj\u00eb gjysm\u00eb z\u00ebri. Ja edhe pak dhe arrit\u00ebm. Po ku e pyeti n\u00ebna.<\/p>\n<p>Tek sht\u00ebpia e kush\u00ebrinjve tan\u00eb. Mua m\u00eb kish hipur inati ndaj vetes se pse nuk i kisha treguar se jam lagur. Kujdes. Kujdes i thirri mushk\u00ebs teksa po i shkisnin patkonjt\u00eb mbi nj\u00eb rras\u00eb guri. Mushka e qet\u00ebsoj hapin. Fytyra e saj sikur u ngjall. Ajo u zmbraps nj\u00eb hap. Fshiu nga kujtesa nj\u00eb far\u00eb dyshimi. Dhe me nj\u00eb hap e kaloj rrasen. Sapo dol\u00ebm nga p\u00ebrroi, n\u00eb kod\u00ebr ku dukej nj\u00eb kull\u00eb madh\u00ebshtore dy katesh q\u00eb ngjasonte me nj\u00eb k\u00ebshtjell\u00eb mushka e ngadal\u00ebsoj hapin. Ndoshta mendoj se duhet ecur drejt\u00eb k\u00ebsaj kulle. Kush e di se sa net\u00eb n\u00eb at\u00eb kull\u00eb kish fjetur im gjysh. N\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb kull\u00eb t\u00eb vjet\u00ebr por t\u00eb d\u00ebgjuar. Kulla e Lepur Vuksanit t\u00eb M\u00ebriturit. Por gjyshi skish ndermen t\u00eb shkonte n\u00eb at\u00eb kull\u00eb, jo se nuk d\u00ebshironte. Por e dinte se nuk e kish t\u00eb leht\u00eb t\u00eb ikte pa fjetur aty. Sigurisht k\u00ebt\u00eb mendonte. Se e vuri buz\u00ebn n\u00eb gaz. Di\u00e7ka iu kujtua. Mbase ndonj\u00eb her\u00eb kishin l\u00ebn\u00eb ndonj\u00eb bised\u00eb p\u00ebr gjysm\u00eb. Ndoshta iu kujtuan edhe vitet e rinis\u00eb. N\u00eb fytyr\u00eb i l\u00ebviznin ca muskuj. Qerpik\u00ebt i dridheshin leht\u00eb, ca bul\u00ebza djerse shprehnin natyr\u00ebn e tij energjike. Hodhi nj\u00eb v\u00ebshtrim rreth e rrotull, theu m\u00ebdyshjen dhe nuk e pa t\u00eb arsyeshme t\u00eb ndalonte tek kulla e Lepur Vuksanit&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Fill pas pak ecje, posht\u00eb udh\u00ebs q\u00eb t\u00eb shpie p\u00ebr n\u00eb B\u00ebtosh\u00eb tymonte nj\u00eb kull\u00eb nj\u00eb katshe. Dhe p\u00ebr n\u00eb oborrin e asaj kulle u drejtua mushka. Gjyshi e la t\u00eb ecte p\u00ebr qejfin e saj. U d\u00ebgjua nj\u00eb e lehur qeni i rr\u00ebmisht\u00eb. Nj\u00eb burr\u00eb hapi der\u00ebn e kull\u00ebs dhe doli n\u00eb oborr. Mir\u00eb se t\u00eb pruni zoti Zymer Isufi. Mir\u00eb se t\u00eb gjeta kush\u00ebri. Ne hym\u00eb brenda n\u00eb kull\u00eb. Nd\u00ebrsa i zoti i sht\u00ebpis\u00eb mori mushk\u00ebn p\u00ebr dore dhe iu drejtua stall\u00ebs s\u00eb bag\u00ebtive. Oxhaku i dhom\u00ebs s\u00eb pritjes qe i mbushur plot me dru. Prushi i zjarrit dukej si lav\u00eb vullkani, q\u00eb un\u00eb e shikoja me sy gjysm\u00eb t\u00eb mbyllur ngase nuk doja t\u00eb m\u00eb shqet\u00ebsonte. N\u00ebna ish ulur pran\u00eb meje. Pasi m\u00eb la t\u00eb merrja pak frym\u00eb lirsh\u00ebm. M\u00eb hoqi xhaket\u00ebn dhe filloj ta thante pran\u00eb zjarrit. Un\u00eb nuk kund\u00ebrshtova megjith\u00ebse nuk d\u00ebshiroja ta hiqja nga trupi. Por e mblodha veten. Sa hap e mbyll syt\u00eb nj\u00eb grua e moshuar, por e mbajtur solli kafet\u00eb dhe nga nj\u00eb got\u00eb raki p\u00ebr gjyshin e n\u00ebn\u00ebn. Mua m\u00eb solli nj\u00eb got\u00eb me qum\u00ebsht, dhe ma vuri p\u00ebrpara. Pije bukurosh m\u2019u drejtua. Mir\u00eb se vini u drejtua ajo gjyshit e n\u00ebn\u00ebs. Mir\u00eb se t\u00eb gjet\u00ebm ia kthyen p\u00ebrgjigjen t\u00eb dy s\u00eb bashku.<\/p>\n<p>Pas pak i zoti i sht\u00ebpis\u00eb hyri n\u00eb dhom\u00ebn e pritjes. Zymer mushkut i vura t\u00eb haj\u00eb n\u00eb grazhd. 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Kishte nj\u00eb fytyr\u00eb t\u00eb pa trazuar nga koha. I p\u00eblqenin bisedat rreth sofr\u00ebs. Nga dritarja q\u00eb ish gjysm\u00eb e hapur shikohej se shiu kish pushuar. Nd\u00ebrkaq dhe dielli shfaqej krejt i qeshur diku nga mesi i qiellit. Shqet\u00ebsimi i shiut kish marr\u00eb fund. Serishmi e mor\u00ebm rrug\u00ebn p\u00ebr n\u00eb Mulaj. Dhe un\u00eb fillova t\u00eb mendoj se kishte ardhur \u00e7asti t\u00eb takoj nj\u00eb njeri q\u00eb me shpirt m\u00eb donte. E ky njeri ishte Ded\u00eb Rrustemi. Nuk e di n\u00ebse kam\u00eb par\u00eb nj\u00eb njeri t\u00eb ngjash\u00ebm me at\u00eb njeri. Nj\u00eb bukurosh i gjat\u00eb sa nj\u00eb gdhe bjeshke.<\/p>\n<p>Sy shbiruas, vetulltrash\u00eb e t\u00eb dendura. Flok\u00ebt ngjyr\u00eb g\u00ebshtenje, fytyr\u00ebn e gjat\u00eb e t\u00eb hijshme, gjoksin e madh, i gjall\u00eb e gjithmon\u00eb i sinqert\u00eb. Pik\u00ebrisht tek ky njeri e kisha p\u00ebrqendruar v\u00ebshtrimin, e m\u00eb sakt\u00eb kur\u00eb i pash\u00eb fytyr\u00ebn p\u00ebr t\u00eb paren her\u00eb, q\u00eb kisha filluar t\u00eb mbaj mend u binda se e kish marr\u00eb malli p\u00ebr mua. V\u00ebrtet e kish marr\u00eb malli se e kish derdhur gjith\u00eb v\u00ebshtrimin tek un\u00eb. Me duar m\u00eb f\u00ebrkonte flok\u00ebt. M\u00eb puthte n\u00eb ball\u00eb e faqe. Gjithnj\u00eb nga shikimi i v\u00ebmendsh\u00ebm i tij i rridhte nj\u00eb k\u00ebnaq\u00ebsi e ve\u00e7ant\u00eb. Vet\u00eb t\u00eb m\u00eb marr mua n\u00eb krah kish zbritur gjer\u00eb t\u00eb Karrikat posht\u00eb kull\u00ebs s\u00eb Terak Syl\u00ebs. Gati dhjet\u00eb dekika mbeti ve\u00e7 me mua. Mbi t\u00eb gjitha kish harruar t\u00eb fliste me gjyshin dhe n\u00ebn\u00ebn. Sigurisht q\u00eb nuk e kish harruar. Se i th\u00ebrriste bab\u00eb. Dhe n\u00ebn\u00ebs time mot\u00ebr. Dhe ata ishin aty, ishte fakt. Por miq\u00ebsia e kish lidhur shum\u00eb me mua. Pasi u shmall me mua u p\u00ebrqafua me gjyshin dhe me n\u00ebn\u00eb time. M\u00eb nxori nga koshi miq\u00ebsisht. Me nj\u00eb t\u00eb qeshur t\u00eb k\u00ebndshme m\u00eb mori \u201ckalistrof\u201d e mor\u00ebm rrug\u00ebn p\u00ebr tek kulla trekat\u00ebshe e Ukshin Brahimit&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>(<em>vijon<\/em>)<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p><strong>Nikoll Ulndreaj<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" title=\"Nikoll Ulndreaj\" src=\"http:\/\/fjala.info\/2016\/nikolle_ulndreaj.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" border=\"0\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>POET\u00ec M\u00cbKAT DASHURIE<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>K\u00ebrkoj ndjes\u00eb p\u00ebr bes\u00eb<br \/>\nN\u00ebse nuk ishte ves\u00eb..<br \/>\nNe qerpik\u00eb t\u00eb lules<br \/>\nK\u00ebputur n\u00eb m\u00ebngjes&#8230;<br \/>\nN\u00ebse ishte lot<br \/>\nM\u00eb fal, m\u00eb fal o zot&#8230;<br \/>\n* * *<br \/>\nKup\u00ebn e helmit do pi n\u00eb duar t\u00eb saj<br \/>\nT\u2019m\u00eb duket sikur fle me nj\u00eb yll drite<br \/>\nEthe dashurie t\u2019m\u00eb pushtojn\u00eb pastaj<br \/>\nGjersa t\u00eb shuhem si meteor n\u00ebp\u00ebr vite<br \/>\nE nga loti i saj t\u00eb mugulloj\u00eb boronica e plisi<br \/>\nShi le t\u00eb bjer\u00eb kur t\u00eb dal n\u00eb prag t\u00eb der\u00ebs<br \/>\nT\u2019mos e shikoj\u00eb hijen time q\u00eb e pret tek lisi<br \/>\nT\u2019ia mikloj gush\u00ebn sikur flladi i er\u00ebs&#8230;<br \/>\n<em>Tiran\u00eb me dt. 19.06.2016<\/em><\/p>\n<p><strong>NJ\u00cb TUF\u00cb BUZ\u00cbQESHJE P\u00cbR TY<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>N \u2018mos r\u00ebnt\u00eb h\u00ebna sonte<br \/>\nndri\u00e7ohen bjeshk\u00ebt<br \/>\nme fener syri.<br \/>\n* * *<br \/>\nArom\u00eb boronice<br \/>\nky m\u00ebngjes veson<br \/>\nn\u00eb buz\u00ebt e tua.<br \/>\n* * *<br \/>\nB\u00ebhu dall\u00ebndyshe,<br \/>\nt\u00eb t\u00eb marr me vete<br \/>\nkur ik larg.<br \/>\n* * *<br \/>\n\u00c7astin e puth,<br \/>\nq\u00eb t\u00eb petaloj\u00eb<br \/>\nLulja e kujtimit.<\/p>\n<p>&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;..<\/p>\n<p><strong>KUR\u00cb DEHEM NGA M\u00cbRZIA<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Sapo zgjohem n\u00eb dheun e huaj e hapi syt\u00eb<br \/>\nDet i trishtuar n\u00ebnt\u00eb ball\u00ebsh p\u00ebrpara m\u00eb del<br \/>\nKthej kok\u00ebn mbas dhe nj\u00eb trishtim i dyt\u00eb<br \/>\nDjers\u00eb t\u00eb ftohta m\u00eb nxjerr, m\u00eb var n\u00eb \u00e7engel<br \/>\nZabelit faqes loti zbret duke rr\u00ebfyer m\u00ebkatin<br \/>\nKrah\u00ebt e mpir\u00eb t\u00eb \u00ebndrr\u00ebs thyhen pik\u00eblluar<br \/>\nI t\u00ebri zhyt\u00ebm n\u00eb pusterr sysh tu t\u00eb gjej fatin<br \/>\nE muza k\u00ebndon k\u00ebng\u00ebn e poetit pik\u00eblluar<br \/>\nDehur m\u00ebrzie flok\u00ebt ka\u00e7urrela i kreh trishtimit<br \/>\nKamban\u00ebs shpirtit i bije rr\u00ebmisht si nj\u00eb i shkret<br \/>\nRingjallur sh\u00ebtis dhimbjen tramvajit mjerimit<br \/>\nRendi pas qiejve e qiejt m\u00eb mbytin n\u00eb det<br \/>\nZogjt\u00eb habitur pse e fsheh breng\u00ebn e trisht\u00eb<br \/>\nDetesh me gjokes shty dallg\u00ebt t\u2019mos humbi<br \/>\nBuz\u00ebt digjen n\u00eb err\u00ebsir\u00eb si meteor i brisht\u00eb<br \/>\nDuke gdhend m\u00ebngjesin n\u00eb krah\u00eb p\u00ebllumbi<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Nikoll U. 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