Adamant heroic epic erroneous and erotic
handsome rather beautiful joyful and blissful
sinful merciful faithful pious and serene
huge steps in the front of an alley
marble stone cold and as black as night
a tower in the front
those who speak myriads of languages
and get confused with solely one letter “L”
the matrix of Love

LET US CELEBRATE

Tunic of the sky is torn
and the light night heavily
sprinkled with the stardust
this is as I see; a dream
of the prophet of the past ages
remnants of today’s endeavors
of the mock
the library of my being
unfolds as prayer flags in Nepal
stones, plants, insects, reptiles
animals of all sorts and
visible, semi-visible and invisible conjoin
in a procession one hour after
dark when crimson blood- drops
turn to ruby and sperm into nacre
let us all sing and celebrate life
the night has come!

REMNANTS OF ANOTHER EON

Turquoise ink I save
to write only about love
and blood letter of mortgage
keeping in the box made of
Oak tree wood, copper leafs for its lid
and splash of heavy lacquer above all
Moschus sprinkled on my epitaph of Graphene
Light letters inscribed
with green laser states
“herein floats the Soul
of a Light-man – a remnant
of another eon”.
 

Fahredin Shehu, Pristina, Kosova