Myrteza Mara, Albania

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Myrteza Mara, ALBANIA

Myrteza Mara was born in Peschepiof Avlona in Albania at 7th of February 1943.

He graduated the Military School of Tirana and he was specified in chemistry in 1968.

In the beginning of 1970 he published his first poetical collection: 'Where is the paradise?' From that moment, he never stopped writing.

  

His poetical collection includes:

1) Where is the paradise 1998

2) Sin of the world 1999

3) Slow beginning 2000

4) Sun of the kisses 2000

5) At the door of the ideas 2003

6) Blind Witness 2003

7) When will the sun come back? 2004

8) In the shade of our dreams 2005

9) The Footing of the silence

10) Repentant candle

He was awarded with the Gold Pen in the competition Kantmous which had been organized by the ''Light'' in Athens.

Lissiana-novel-2007

Broken Traffic Lights-2008

Τwo Loves

Painting of the white dream.

He was awarded in Greece with the novel Lissiana as the author of the year in December of 2015.

INEBRIATION

I was dead drunk by a half of dream

Red wine invites you into the sin

Was really honeyed the first glass

Honeyed relished even the seventh cup!

I queered and the world came around me,

I became big mouth as never before,

“For you i jump in the fire don’t you believe,

I drink seven seas of wine, even more!”

You contemplated me quiet as temple

:crazy” you called me at that moment!

I swore that if i were dead i was able

For you to burn myself with sentiment!

Where si my fault, tell me i want to know

Is sin to be drunk by drinking wine?

If you lay down for love sake with glow

And Lord lurks in the lap, is not divine?!

So i’ll be drunk for all my llife, oh Lord,

I will implored for that dream forever!

And i’ll dream even in the other world

Drunk by your sweet kiss however!

I am not going to be the Aesop’s fox

We enjoyed that cup paid with our life

In that cup is the tears’ taste folks

With tears sings our fifth season’s fife!

FOR THE LIGHT OF THE STARS

You  couldn’t sleep tonight

I have seasons in your window

Let’s get covered with crib.

Come with me to hear secrets

The roses of those who are in love

Are waiting to blossom in the morning

Let the mattress with wrinkles in the night

And if you tremble from the coldness

I can become the fire for you.

Oh please!

For the light of the stars try just for once

To look at the seasons

Everything  has the name of the Spring.

TONIGHT

I want to stop tonight

Let the moon talking,having tears

Just like me through the difficult years.

I want the stars to get burned tonight

Just for me

Just like me that I was getting burned for dozens of dark nights.

If only the sun got sweat behind the Earth

That night should belong to me.

I want to lie down to the carpet of the sky

in a virgin grass land,where every flower looks like a butterfly.

My love, give me just one kiss.

TOMORROW MY LOVE

Please don’t talk this night

as quiet as your melancholy

let’s get fall asleep in its strange hands.

Tonight the stars are talking for us

magic witnesses of our first kiss.

I know what you are going to say

I can read it in your eyes

the fire on your lips

will not burn down

 with these words

we have enough time tomorrow.

Come with me to pick a bucket of fire flies

instead of candles now.

We will wake up in the middle of the night

because of the nightingale.

Tomorrow my love ,tomorrow

with the light of the sun

we will have time for everything…

MINUTES LIKE A CENTURY

Years

That were lost in the fog …don’t get jealous of them

I pushed them by myself

in the funnel in order to forget them

without your presence for years.

Days

When from your words secretly

dispatches of happiness were coming

I could not find the source of happiness.

Hours

When i dream about you in the night

your eyes come to my dreams

just like white feathers of angels …

But when I wake up, you are not there with me.

Minutes

We wear them out like pieces of food

but our soul travels forever

just for this reason i keep on going.

Setu, July 2018