Ομορφα νεα απο Ινδία Η ΙΣΤΟΡΊΑ ΜΟΥ my love ΜΠΗΚΕ ΑΝΑΜΕΣΑ ΣΤΑ 50 ΤΑ 3 ΠΡΩΤΑ ΘΑ ΔΗΜΟΣΙΕΥΘΟΥΝ ΣΕ ΒΙΒΛΙΟ Dear Participant, Greetings from StoryMirror The competition received 5000+ poems and we had a tough time deciding on the best ones. Congratulations to the ones who made it to the winners list and others, please do keep writing. We look forward to reading more from you all and see you up the list in our next.. :) We shall share the prizes soon with the winners. Congratulations once again everyone. Here is the link to the results: http://bit.ly/2M1e10G Team StoryMirror

Ομορφα νεα απο Ινδία Η ΙΣΤΟΡΊΑ ΜΟΥ my love ΜΠΗΚΕ ΑΝΑΜΕΣΑ ΣΤΑ 50 ΤΑ 3 ΠΡΩΤΑ ΘΑ ΔΗΜΟΣΙΕΥΘΟΥΝ ΣΕ ΒΙΒΛΙΟ


Dear Participant,

Greetings from StoryMirror

The competition received 5000+ poems and we had a tough time deciding on the best ones. Congratulations to the ones who made it to the winners list and others, please do keep writing. We look forward to reading more from you all and see you up the list in our next.. :)

We shall share the prizes soon with the winners. 

Congratulations once again everyone.

Here is the link to the results: http://bit.ly/2M1e10G

Team StoryMirror

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ΑΓΑΠΗ ΜΟΥ

Τόση νύχτα και τα λόγια
μένουν παγωμένα στα ρόδινα χείλη

Στο μαλακό χώμα ο παθιασμένος
χορός της Άνοιξης αρχινά
την ζωή πήρε ο άνεμος σιωπηλά
και η σελήνη στολισμένη με της
νύχτας τον μανδύα στην αγκαλιά του Ήλιου
ολομόναχη πεθαίνει ξανά

Γύρεψε με στα πρόσωπα των αστεριών
στον δρόμο με τις κοιλάδες
ντυμένοι ουράνια τόξα στον ορίζοντα
των ονείρων και της ελπίδας
σε έναν γαλάζιο ουρανό θα βρεθούμε μαζί
«Αντίο αγάπη μου γλυκιά »

Κοιτώ τον μακρύ δρόμο ,ονειρεύομαι
την πρώτη γέννηση όταν
το νερό θα τρέχει όταν το μπουμπούκι
τα πέταλα θα ανοίγει γλυκά όταν το χάραμα
την ανατολή θα φωτίζει και η καρδιά θα «πονά»
MY LOVE

That's a lotnight and words
In rosy lips
they remain frozen

On soft soil the passionate
dance of spring get started
life took the wind silently
and the moon adorned
with her night the mantle
in the arms of the Sun
all alone dying again

Search for me
on the faces of the stars
on the valley road
clothed rainbows on the horizon
of dreams and hope
in a blue sky we will be together
"Goodbye My Sweet Love"

I look the long way, I dream
the first birth when
the water will run when
the petals will open sweet the bud when dawn
the sunrise will shine and the heart will "hurt"
Ευχαριστω πολύ Βασίλη για την μετάφραση στο ποιημά μου Αγάπη μου Θερμες Ευχαριστίες
Eftichia Kapardeli
E dashur
Kaq natë edhe fjalët
mbesin të ngrrira në buzët purpur
Mbi tokën e butë, pasionantja,
valle Pranverore fillon
jetën era e rrëmben heshtisë
dhe hëna e stolisur me
petkun e natës në prehër të Diellit
vetmitare, rishtaz jetën e saj dorëzon.
Në fytyra yjesh më kërko
udhnajës përplot lugje
veshur me hark ylberash, horizonteve
të shpresës dhe të ëndrrës
të takohemi nën një qiell kaltëror
“Mirupafshim, e ëmbla, dashuria ime”
Shikoj udhën e gjatë, ëndërroj
shijen e parë, kur
uji të rrjedhë, kur gonxhja
petalet ëmbël t’i çel, kur agu
lindjen të përndritë dhe zemra të na “dhemb”
Shqipëroi: Vasil Çuklla