Τρίτη 16 Αυγούστου 2016

ΑΛΛΗ ΜΙΑ ΑΝΘΟΛΟΓΙΑ ΜΕ ΤΙΤΛΟ VOICES OF HUMANITY ΜΕ ΤΙΜΑ ΝΑ ΣΥΜΜΕΤΑΣΧΩ ΚΑΙ ΕΓΩ

ΑΛΛΗ ΜΙΑ ΑΝΘΟΛΟΓΙΑ ΜΕ ΤΙΤΛΟ VOICES OF HUMANITY
ΜΕ ΤΙΜΑ ΝΑ ΣΥΜΜΕΤΑΣΧΩ ΚΑΙ ΕΓΩ
Another rainbow of the unseen gold of the heart from the magnificent and talented poets, friends and concerned citizens around the world!   Introducing,.. the First Volume of the Anthology book "Voices of Humanity" will be available soon... From the ARDUS Publications.. John/ Johnus Poeticus and I (Gina Ancheta Agsaulio) we would love to express our warm congratulations and thanks to all contributors in this Anthology Book.. I am very proud to represent the poets in this Volume namely:
DR. RAM CHANDRA YADAV (AARSI) RC Yadav
Ashraf Vnky V NEDIYANAD
Rich Wealand
VIKAS Singh Vikas
DEEPAK KUMAR DEY
RUSSEL O. Russel Edles
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Τετάρτη 10 Αυγούστου 2016

https://atunispoetry.com/2016/08/10/poezi-nga-eftichia-kapardeli-shqiperoi-vasil-cuklla/ Ευχαριστώ πολύ τον φίλο Agron και τον φίλο Vasil Çuklla για την μετάφραση των ποιημάτων μου ΓΕΦΥΡΑ ΚΑΙ ΑΓΑΠΗ καθώς επίσης και για την παρουσίαση στην ΙΣΤΟΣΕΛΙΔΑ ATUNIS

Poezi nga Eftichia Kapardeli / Shqipëroi: Vasil Çuklla

Posted on August 10, 2016

Eftiqia kapardeli
Poezi nga Eftichia Kapardeli 


Dashuri

Krahët e tu më rrëmbejnë 
e për diç më luten
pëshpërisje fshehtas
dashuritë mos shuhen
Puthja jonë e parë
veshit çuçurit
fshihe dhe këtë,
ruaje
si dritë…
fshihe pra kujtimesh
ku rrojnë dashuritë.
Dhe në do të vish
eja pa u shfaqur,
të mos dijë njeri
si ftesë
hedonie
trupi edhe zemre
Vdekje… dashuri!



Ura

Në lumin e kohës 
uji
rebel-zgjuar
si trup, që kurrë nuk lodhet
dashurinë
me vena jete
shpërndan,
me shiun
gojëlagësht, të bashkohet
Ditët, urdhër-gurta
me duar fuqish
të pashtershme
dhe me gurë të bardhë
thellësish
ndërtoj ura
dy botë, dy udhë
dy stere të bashkoj
ëndrat nga
brigjet e zhbërjes të shpëtoj
Gurit zhytem,
bëhem këmbar i fortë
Urë, mbaje Qiellin
ndjesinë yllësuar
Mos u nxeh
bira të thella fjalët
koridoresh jehona
rritet
Mos u nxeh
e fshehta jonë në të paprerat
faqe të librit
mbetet akoma.
Fytyra ngratur
shikojnë prej shtëpive
nga e çelësit vrimë
por ne, përherë linim
derën të hapur
Rrobat hedhur
kariges, gjithnjë…
na zhveshi
bota nën zë
me heshtje të paspjegueshme
zërash.


Vasil cuklla
Shqipëroi: Vasil Çuklla
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Kapardeli Eftichia Θερμά ευχαριστώ καλέ μου φίλε Agron Shele ευχαριστώ απο καρδιάς το υπέροχο μεταφραστη Vasil Çuklla που μετεφρασε το βραβευμένο ποίημα μου ΧΡΩΜΑ ΜΠΛΕ ΒΑΘΥ

Ngjyrë blu maren – Poezi nga Eftichia Kapardeli / Shqipëroi: Vasil Çuklla

Posted on August 9, 2016
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Poezi nga Eftichia Kapardeli



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Ngjyrë blu maren

Veronika, lulemine, ullinjlule të çiltëra, të kadifta
Arpraruat Foresta në të verdhin breg
luledeti
si duar të shtrira
me damarët në ujë
në të fateve udhë.
Nën rritme flivziane*
dhe nën flatrime zogjsh
velat e mi hapa, deteve të botës
për udhëtime të bukura, për të ndarë
endjes.
Uji i falet gjithmonë qënies
në ngjyrë blu maren………..
do të takohemi rishtaz, O!!! e dashur, kur
rinia jonë, do të jetë kotur.
Furtunë-egrave të Dimrit
kundër erës dhe të njelmëtit det
rremëthyer,
me anije dalë kontrollit
përqafova atë ç’ka quhet shpresë.
Ditë edhe netë aty
ku bashkohet Qielli me detin
aty, ku sirenat të ftojnë përplot hedoni
në grimca drit-tingujsh
u harova
një gryke të kaltër
dhe në të valëve, të renë dashuri.
Pra, me të verës dritë dhe ëmbëlsinë e puthjes
me koralet e gjithë jetës haruar
me premtimet nostalgjike
dhe guaskat shformuar,
me urtësinë, etikën dhe dijen
një ditë
mbrapsht, fitimtar u ktheva!

*φλοίσβος = flisvos… tingujt nga valëzat, tek përplasen bregut.


Vasil cuklla
Shqipëroi: Vasil Çuklla

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Δευτέρα 8 Αυγούστου 2016

I feel proud Agron Shele AND a million thanks for translation by Vasil Çuklla I am grateful for this

https://atunispoetry.com/2016/08/08/shi-pranvere-poezi-nga-eftichia-kapardeli-shqiperoi-vasil-cuklla/

  I feel proud Agron Shele AND a million thanks for translation by Vasil Çuklla I am grateful for this
ΤΟ ΠΟΙΗΜΑ ΜΟΥ 

 ΑΝΟΙΞΙΑΤΙΚΗ   ΒΡΟΧΟΥΛΑ

Μέσα από την λεπτή σκιά
του μικρού σύννεφου
μια ξαφνική ειρηνική ταπεινή
ανοιξιατικη βροχούλα
ποτίζει το χώμα

Από την μουσική και τον
ξέφρενο χορό της τα πιο
μικρά ξεχασμένα 
χορταράκια στο ξύπνημα
παραδίδονται ,διψασμένα


Σε τούτο το αγκάλιασμα το
γεμάτο μυρωδιές
ο Ήλιος χαμηλώνει
χαμογελά και πάλι νικητής
στις ροδοκκόκινες πέτρες
που η βροχή χιλιάδες φιλιά
είχε αφήσει

Spring gentle rain

Through the thin shadow
the small cloud
a sudden peaceful, humble
spring gentle rain
irrigates the soil

From music and
frantic dance
the most
small forgotten
grass awakening
are delivered, thirstily

In this hugging the
full of smells
Sun lowers
smiling again winner
the calcined stones
the rain thousands of kisses
he had left

Shi Pranvere – Poezi nga Eftichia Kapardeli / Shqipëroi: Vasil Çuklla

Posted on August 8, 2016
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Shi Pranvere


Mes tisit të hijes

të së voglës re, që mbulon
i’a beh papritur, i brishtë
një shi pranveror
dhe tokën vadit dhe ujon.
Nga muzika,
vallet e sajë, të rrekura
më të voglat, të haruarat
fije bari në zgjim,
dorëzohen të etura.

Në këtë përqafim

të tejmbushur aromash
Dielli, sa nuk ra…
buzëqesh rishtaz fitimtar
guralecëve të purpërt
që vet shiu, mijëra puthje
ju la!


Vasil cuklla
Shqipëroi: Vasil Çuklla
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I have the honor to present an excellent friend of the pen is so beautiful and he is Muhammad Ismail



https://www.facebook.com/muhdtheoldsinger

I have the honor to present an excellent friend of the pen is so beautiful
and he is  Muhammad Ismail



My name : Muhammad Ismail  

Nationality :Egyptian
Photo : yes that is me  
I am The Old Singer
............  
i started long time back may be 35 years as a singer / composer / writer songs


Portrait . . . # it is a lie
I swore will not to love you but I lied though I ignored my heart I even tried to travel far away far behind all the memories that I kept inside wrapped my feelings with red ribbon of pride I thought mistakenly with distance I can survive but I failed to grab you out of my heart and my mind Just a mention of your name by my side like a gentle touch on a surface of the lake draw a circle tiny small then a sequential circuits flow till it reach the heart beach like a rumbling waves roar nothing stays like before I swore will not to love you but I lied I swore will not to love you yes I tried but I failed and thank GOD that I failed and I lied like all lovers I discovered that your love was the only reason I am staying alive Poet/The Old Singer
Muhammad Ismail
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Portrait . . . Halfway from Nowhere
And now you gone and leave behind all the kinds of something...ness loneliness emptiness sadness and all the meanings of the word ( missed ) you left me here halfway from nowhere still I have a long way to walk alone a million steps
Poet/The Old Singer
Muhammad Ismail


Portrait . . . # How come ?
The sun sent me a very precious gift sneaked swiftly through the window of my cell the shade of my piano and I played so softly perfectly well how come you didn't hear! my freedom songs my friend?
Poet/The Old Singer
Muhammad Ismail
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