Anejla Lako

Anejla Lako writes poetry for Fjala Është Art, which has published 9 of her pieces.

Writing

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High on the mountain a lightning bolt, that tears the sky and melts the clouds, rushes to earth with sudden force, burns an oak tree somewhere there. Today this foaming, restless sea, hurls its rough waves at the rock,…

Anejla Lako

Poetry

I Am There

You cannot see me. Tonight for you I have dissolved into the breeze, a sweet wind over the leaves. You love the leaves and the wind: you stroke the leaves between your fingers,…

Anejla Lako

Poetry

Blue Dream...

As I drifted to sleep in the silent room, I left a window at the corner of my lashes, to see the boy when he slipped in unseen, the wild rascal who drove me mad…

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Poetry

And in Dreams You Find Me

Fingers tangled in my hair, in the curls, a marvel, the wind blew sweet and steady, was it the wind, or was it you? Am I awake, or in a dream, why did my voice just fade away? Why, it is you…

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Poetry

I kept silent long

I kept silent long. Silence spoke for thousands of words that night. Last night I kissed the boy of my dreams a little and my soul caught fire, I felt it long, so long... And a…

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Poetry

Wake me, O mountain wind

Wake me, O mountain wind, you who descend from the peaks and come to me like a secret messenger. You find me, plunged in sighs and steeped in the ache of longing. And you sweep me away and…

Anejla Lako