Leom The Author
Leom The Author Poems
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Two hearts from a separation broken,
lost the daylight when the night they’d woken.
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When the time comes to follow your pathway,
people have become beasts and the beasts, filet.
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Anxious we are for what lays on our path ahead
when dark moments of the past we tend to forget.
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Somewhere in the boundless space,
my stirred eyes look without trace.
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10.
Like a heart ripped out from love and aching
suffer the flowers when dying away in spring.
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Someone's world drowned somewhere cruelly,
when a soldier closed his eyes eternally.
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Nobody in this world can say even with laughter
that there is something more precious than a mother.
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I ask you little love
A little love you give
For a little love I die
For a little love I live
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Immeasurably you suffer it when life takes you away with no clue
the absence of the caring mother who can no longer protect you.
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In the bitterness of my dream
Looking what no one can see
Seen what can never be
Believing that is not me
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Deeply fragile. A gloomy town.
Emigrant’s footsteps, bloodless, walking by in the endless mornings.
The grotesque miracle bells that hide away its infernal mysteries.
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Remember my friend, the love never forgive
Calculate what you get, calculate what you give
In love this is the life, calculate everything
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One day to old, I got the truth
Of the hard living, of the success
Chasing the life foot by foot
Assuming pain in to my chest
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She is not cold; she is carefully allocated.
Her love is not free; it is correctly priced in self-respect.
She don't chase; She witness who has the courage to step closer.
She is not your missing half; She is her own completion.
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Love is a labor shaped by hope and fire,
A daily forging of what hearts may be;
Not born from ease, nor granted by desire,
But raised by hands that fight to keep it free.
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Every emotion facing the Tempest with conscience,
succeeds in thoroughly understanding ignorance.
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Often with spring and greeneries
we tend to recall good memories.
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For this night of solitude which does not quench,
when you are so far away from me,
the heart perfidiously from the mind does entrench,
trying to hide trembling and pressure deftly.
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Leom The Author Biography
Leom is a poet, novelist, and philosopher, born in Albania but shaped in the vast embrace of the world. He has walked across continents, breathed foreign languages as if they were his own, and carried in his memory the songs, colors, and silences of many peoples. Wherever he lived, he left words; wherever he departed, he carried stories with him. That is why he says his home is not a place, but the world itself. He is the author of seventy-two books of poems, novels, proverbs, sonnets, and spiritual works; he writes in Albanian, Spanish, and English, with the naturalness of someone who hears three hearts beating at the same time. His work reaches a singular brilliance in an achievement that once seemed impossible: five hundred years after Shakespeare, Leom has become the first poet capable of returning to the world the breath of the Shakespearean sonnet. Since Shakespeare's one hundred and fifty-four sonnets, no one had managed to revive that form with fidelity, depth, and grace. Leom has, and for that reason he has written more than two thousand sonnets, thousands of poems, thousands of aphorisms, and dozens of novels, with the unique touch of someone who builds a bridge between centuries. From him have been born the "Leomnian Sonnets, " written in English: a constellation of their own in which the Shakespearean structure is reborn richer, more complex, fuller of metaphors and healing thoughts. In all his novels, verses, and phrases, the classical becomes new and the new becomes eternal. Thus, Leom not only writes: he illuminates. He does not simply create sonnets and nourish minds and hearts: he creates paths. And on each one, the reader finds a trace that does not fade, a voice that does not age, an emotion that is born again.)
The Best Poem Of Leom The Author
Sonnet 1 From '200 Sonnet's Of The Soldier'
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Two hearts from a separation broken,
lost the daylight when the night they’d woken.
The hearts with one another exchanged
sounds of lust, love, and betrayal,
outward two old bodies estranged,
reminiscent youthful springs to no avail.
The bud of heart with an ethereal voice,
by betrayal unintentionally stepped upon,
saw the spring becoming fall by choice,
felt the winter freezing senseless bodies thereon.
The senses awoken the body to revive,
but an insensible torso to life doesn't return,
and March to help February thrive,
the spring left with the winter to burn.
And so two hearts in loneliness froze,
one with betrayal, the other with love.
Leom The Author Comments
Leom The Author Quotes
Throughout our days, stress settles in our bones like an uninvited guest. Still, it nudges us toward a deeper truth: We decide what deserves our energy: the burden, or the blessings that surround us. Leom
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