Biography of Vasil Marku
College graduated for Music: Academy of fine arts Tirana Albania.
Creator of the main Fb, group page with 120 albanian that they are writing in the GEGE dialect. This dialect has been official albanian language until the year 1945, we are working to revive this beautiful language, that can be compared with the main ind-european languages of today. We are making ready the first book of GEGNISHT poetry.
Vasil Marku's Works:
Silent portrait, 2012, Albanian language poetry book.
Vasil Marku Poems
It's A Beautiful Day
Where Are You My Love.
You took my mouth, so why still you want to talk to me You took my eyes, why you turn your head to glance at me You took my heart, now, why you are looking if I am at least alive You grabbed my brain' but not my mind
Nji, Dy, Tre, Kater.- One Two, Three, Fo...
Nji luge mjalte per fjalte e imta..- One spoon of honey for fine words Dy zogj shpirtit kndojne ner floke- Two spirit birds sing in the hair Tre rrathe zjermit qe mrende digjna e kjajme-Three fire circles that we burn and kry Kater sy ma t'mdhej se i qielle e i toke.- Four eyes much biger then earth and sky.
Nothing Less Then You Do…
I lost you behind invisible walls of thinking Why you move and don't move The galactic of your brain reads and Speaks unsounded words
Do You See My Face That Smiles For We...
Come more close my dear do you hear my voice that cries like a broken tree? Do you see my face that smiles for we...
Cold.... It's so cold... going inside my brain-house
My Glow Love...
My glow love... The moon has entered gently in my room and surprisingly
Waiting From You For Just A Kiss
I cannot satiate you with a few word specks But you cannot come in freely with big words… You know I can't move as crooked only for your sake It seems that I wound hardly my fragile soul
Reclaiming Love, Love, Love.
Oh, see how sweet shake wave rays through Two fishermen launched the nets on the lake Old man stand listening to what comes from afar The young man with a book in hand was filled with annoyance
It's Not Enough A Lifetime To Love You
My dreams Oh my brat living dreams, why behave to me? Like really you are half dead,
A soft rain is falling down across my brain And the time of thoughts, it's lightning A piece of heaven runs out, and still I know The tired clouds rain on tears...
Just For A Word...
Just for a word... I ran after you, like butterflies after light You ran and I ran...Oh God, Do not leave my feet fall in a word
A Panorama With Arches…
Arches, arches, arches Arches of lips, palates, eyes, eyebrows Arches of hearts, minds, kisses, Indignities, obedience’s,
A soft rain is falling down across my brain
And the time of thoughts, it's lightning
A piece of heaven runs out, and still I know
The tired clouds rain on tears...
I do not know whether it is spring or autumn
A meaningless season has in the midst got through
Somewhere grizzled hair nor all fallen down..
Somewhere wet grass beyond refreshed with dew...