Ndue Ukaj


The Painting Of Love - Poem by Ndue Ukaj

Ndue Ukaj
Mona Lisa was smiling
Her heavenly eyes speak of her immensely
Wetted, touching and soft
As Special as they are incomprable
Her disheveled hair speaks of her
Were the land of passions changes its shapes
And the world is lost in front of her sad vision
Contracted like an open stage curtain
The world is small in front of her vision that burns
And greatly attracts on the mysterious world
Under her chin relaxes peacefully the world
And under the pressure of silence
Rrespirations are counted with inflated vains
Pressured by the numbness of time
Her mysteriously covered breast speaks
A mouthfull for the thirsty verse
And the many colors painted on those eyes
In order to challenge the perversity

Therefore, while smiling Mona Lisa was bursting from love

Translated by Peter Tase


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 8, 2010

Poem Edited: Monday, August 9, 2010


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