Modern OdysseyA Poem by Ndue UkajPoetryBy Ndue Ukaj Through dreams makes love with Penelope, The road to Ithaca is longer than its distance Between the dream and reality...where the tired vision And returned to the word in the traditional nest. At the swamp full of memories Where their roses are falling apart. And take the color of Autumn. Tragically. Is stepped over them, just as in lost grounds.
Without a brake opens its minimized eyes Its tired eyes, faded from the endless search. In trouble he is descending the stairs of memory And opens the pages of nostalgia. Full of passion.
In the roads of the world is crises-crossed his confused search. While with nostalgia is searching a small place to take a break Nervous from the tempted cruiser of life In the waives of memory dissolved just as the Sun dew.
In the lap of Penelope is relaxing With the mountain of memories that are fading, Every time that Troy is burned. And Penelope in the window is drawing the reception. Welcome as large as longevity And the letters of this poetry Extending their voice up in the sky. (Translated from Albanian to English by Peter Tase) © 2012 Ndue UkajAuthor's Note
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