Vjollca Aliaj<\/p>\n
Arsye<\/strong><\/p>\n Krik\u00ebllima e akrepave n\u00eb or\u00ebn e vjet\u00ebr troket mbi qerpik\u00eb t\u00eb tok\u00ebs duke m\u00eb kujtuar p\u00ebrfytyrimet prej uji resh. Mes t\u00eb kaltr\u00ebs hieroglifet e fluturimeve shuhen n\u00eb nj\u00eb kaos krah\u00ebfluturash. Kam nj\u00eb d\u00ebshir\u00eb t\u00eb madhe p\u00ebr t\u00eb fluturuar pas tyre por shtegu i paduksh\u00ebm ndjek kolovitjen e er\u00ebs dhe toka n\u00ebn l\u00ebmb\u00eb m\u00eb t\u00ebrheq fort . Ngaz\u00ebllehem nga fijet e flok\u00ebve deri n\u00eb gjymtyr\u00ebt e shkrehur. Psher\u00ebtimat e shkret\u00ebtir\u00ebs vijn\u00eb prej humb\u00ebtire e shterin n\u00eb rrug\u00eb pa krye. Nj\u00eb ngjyr\u00eb e ndryshk\u00ebt lul\u00ebzon mbi gjethe e deg\u00eb. E gjelb\u00ebr sip\u00ebrfaqja e ujrave thyer mij\u00ebradrita si kristale t\u00eb grabitur kontinentit t\u00eb zi. Nuk jam n\u00eb \u00ebnd\u00ebrr. Hapat b\u00ebjn\u00eb nj\u00eb zhurm\u00eb t\u00eb leht\u00eb, melodioze. L\u00ebkundjet ndjekin krijimin e nj\u00eb kryqi. Pak arom\u00eb lag\u00ebshtie p\u00ebr t\u00eb shp\u00ebrthyer kangjellat e melankolis\u00eb. Mbi nj\u00eb pentagram prej ajri notat formohen me petale tr\u00ebndafilash. Nis e luaj me to. Tingujt shp\u00ebrthejn\u00eb cic\u00ebrimash. Gjendem n\u00eb nj\u00eb udh\u00ebkryq val\u00ebzimesh. Ngacmimi i drit\u00ebs i thyen t\u00eb gjith\u00eb drynat e heshtjes dhe nuk mund ta mohoj se t\u00eb gjitha k\u00ebto jan\u00eb ARSYE P\u00cbR T\u00cb DASHURUAR PRANVER\u00cbN.<\/p>\n Meditim vjeshte<\/strong><\/p>\n Kjo rrugic\u00eb e vjet\u00ebr e qytetit ka nj\u00eb shpirt t\u00eb vetin, t\u00eb fshehur n\u00eb \u00e7do rr\u00ebz\u00eb e qoshe , n\u00eb \u00e7do parmak e dritare q\u00eb nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb hapur prej vitesh, ku \u00e7do pllak\u00eb e thyer rri si roje e kalimit t\u00eb koh\u00ebs. Muret, t\u00eb mbuluara nga barishte t\u00eb vogla, jan\u00eb d\u00ebshmitar\u00eb t\u00eb asaj historie e cila \u00ebsht\u00eb m\u00eb shum\u00eb e ndjer\u00eb sesa e ditur. Ky vend, i mbushur me er\u00ebn e pluhurit dhe arom\u00ebn kut\u00ebrbuese t\u00eb drurit t\u00eb kalbur, \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb hap\u00ebsir\u00eb ku koha duket t\u00eb ket\u00eb ngecur, ku \u00e7do hap ting\u00ebllon si nj\u00eb r\u00ebnkim i s\u00eb djeshmes. Vjollca Aliaj Arsye Krik\u00ebllima e akrepave n\u00eb or\u00ebn e vjet\u00ebr troket mbi qerpik\u00eb t\u00eb tok\u00ebs duke m\u00eb kujtuar p\u00ebrfytyrimet prej uji resh. Mes t\u00eb kaltr\u00ebs hieroglifet e fluturimeve shuhen n\u00eb nj\u00eb kaos krah\u00ebfluturash. Kam nj\u00eb d\u00ebshir\u00eb t\u00eb madhe p\u00ebr t\u00eb fluturuar pas tyre por shtegu i paduksh\u00ebm ndjek kolovitjen e er\u00ebs dhe toka n\u00ebn l\u00ebmb\u00eb […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":2749,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2748","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-proze"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2748","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2748"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2748\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/2749"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2748"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2748"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2748"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nN\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb rrugic\u00eb, hapat e dikujt q\u00eb ka kaluar para meje mbeten t\u00eb ngulitura n\u00eb pllakat e gjymtuara, ashtu si\u00e7 mbeten kujtimet e atyre q\u00eb nuk jan\u00eb m\u00eb k\u00ebtu. Dritaret e pahapura prej koh\u00ebsh l\u00ebshojn\u00eb nj\u00eb drit\u00eb t\u00eb dob\u00ebt, t\u00eb mekur, t\u00eb zymt\u00eb sikur duan t\u00eb flasin, por ve\u00e7 heshtin me nj\u00eb tulatje t\u00eb \u00e7uditshme, t\u00eb pad\u00ebshifrueshme. Piktura e kalimit t\u00eb viteve bul\u00ebzon duksh\u00ebm; nj\u00eb lule e thar\u00eb n\u00eb cep t\u00eb murit, nj\u00eb tel i k\u00ebputur q\u00eb ende ngjitet pas qelqit t\u00eb plasaritur t\u00eb dritares apo kanatave t\u00eb drunjta, nj\u00eb der\u00eb gjysm\u00eb e hapur ku nuk pip\u00ebtin k\u00ebmb\u00eb njeriu e kafsh\u00eb sht\u00ebpiake….
\nEh, kjo rrugic\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb poezi e harruar, nj\u00eb varg i mbetur aty, ku askush nuk do t\u00eb mundet ta lexoj\u00eb. Rrugica e vjet\u00ebr mbart qyrkun shpotit\u00ebs t\u00eb s\u00eb shkuar\u00ebs si nj\u00eb z\u00eb q\u00eb pret t\u00eb d\u00ebgjohet, por nuk guxon t\u00eb ngat\u00ebrrohet.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"