Telat e violines se thyer

U thyen telat e violines se vjeter
e notat muzikore pentagramat braktisen,
zemra po rrihte si te ishte nje tjeter
kur zhurmat e violnes se thyer nisen.

Sa zhurme e tmerrshme ishte ajo
dukej sikur telat qanin heshur,
peshperisnin me eren fjalen ‘harro’
ne melodine e zhurmes se parreshtur.

Sa shume me vrisnin lotet e tyre
e qara peshperitse e mekur,
me dukej vetja si para nje pasqyre
e thyer, e coptuar, e vdekur.

Violina me telat e thyer
rreshqiti ne lumin e qete,
e mbeti harruar e fyer
mes dallgeve qe rridhnin lehte-lehte.

E pyeta veten menduar
si humbi kjo melodi e vyer,
pergjigjia ishte harruar
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