The Poetry of Lorena Vangjeli

Dhe dielli ndricon po ashtu

 

Dhe dielli ndricon po ashtu

Pasionant,vrullshem,

nxehtesisht,shkelqyeshem

Dhe zemren ta hap cep me cep

Po besome o shpirti im

Merr zjarr dhe jep, merr dhe jep

T’ameshtuar zemer,ma jep ta puth

Te lutem,te qaj, te ngrysem ne te

Po ki besim o I embel

Se zemra e Zotit te do gjithnje

Po ngrije koken,shih horizontet

Si dedalus prek muret me duar

Se dalja eshte tek ty o zemer

Diell mbi koke,kurore e ndricuar

Dhe kur ne sy ke ligeshtim

Koken diellit ktheja perseri

Te rendesishme jane tre shpirti im

Shprese,besim dhe dashuri.

 

 

And the sun shines just the same

(Translation of previous Poem)

 

And the sun shines just the same

Passionate, intense, scorching, brilliant

And the heart opens wide

Believe me darling

You give and take fire in your heart.

Your devoted heart, I want to kiss

To pray, to cry, to grow old in it

Be faithful

The heart of our God loves you crazily

Lift up your head, gaze the horizons

Touch the walls for an escape

The escape is in you my darling

 A shining crown, sun over your head.

And when in eyes there’s sadness

Turn your head toward the sun above

There are three important things darling

Always faith, hope and love.

 

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Je ti ai qe

Je ti ai qe me merr ne krahe.

Je ti ai qe flatra me jep,                                     

ai qe zemren ma mbush zjarr                   

Qe me flake me ndez pasionin e jetes               

Je ti ai qe ne jete me ktheve                             

Qe heroin tim ,Jezusin me fale                          

Je ti qe me prek thelle                                       

tek duart I zgjat si litare                                    

Nje perqfim ateror te me japesh                        

Teksa perlotem prej shtrngatave te jetes            

Je ti ai qe me jep force                                         

Qe me ngre lart kur ndihem kaq e dobet             

Qe besim ke tek mua, nje e pabese                       

Qe me perkund kur me pushtojne lotet   

Je ti qe gjithcka me fale pa kushte                         

Birin tend, jeten tende, shpirtin tend                      

Je ti ai qe gjithmone kisha pritur                            

ne shpirt e zbrazur nje diell te ndritur                     

Je ti ,gjithmone ti,                                                   

Babi im.

 

You are the One

(Translation of previous Poem)

You are the One

Who holds me in your arms

The One who spreads my wings, wide

You are the One

Who fires up my heart

Whose flames light my passion for life

You are the One

Who brought me to life

Who gave me Jesus, my hero

Who touches my soul when your arms stretch

Like ropes toward me - a Fatherly hug

When I weep through storms of life

You are the one who gives me strength

When I feel so weak you raise me up

You have faith in me, a faithless kind

You caress me when floods of tears engulf me

You are the one who has given me, unconditionally

Your Son,

Your life,

Your Spirit

You are the one

I have always been waiting for

When my soul was empty and dead

A bright awesome sun

Only you, my Father

You are the one

 

 

 

 

 

Beyond words

Tender

Loving

Awesome

Millions of words I can say

But never

Never

Express

How great you are

You are beyond words

You are beyond imagination

I am so lucky to have you

You have made my heart dance

You have made my heart true

Melting from love 

Melting…

I thought I was strong

When tears I never shed

Yet, blocks of pain

And fake strength

That’s what I had.

Melting…

My heart cracked

Bitterness washed away

Soft mud shaped

Chocolate poured

And sweetly my heart

Melted

In my Father’s arms.

 

I am full

Do you hear me?

I am full of you

Full of you

Full of your serving

A princess I have become

I wear a crown

I never deserved.

I am full

Of your deep and abounding love

Full of freedom that I never tasted

When my heart was

A slave to a dark abyss

I am full

Of dreams I never dared to dream

Of friends I never dared to have

Of joys I never knew the colors

I am complete

I am full

I am whole

Full of gifts I never dreamt before.

 

 

You made my heart fly

I was told you are attracted to weakness

Then, I will bend my knees,

Kiss the sand

And cry for

I am so weak.

What a pleasurable trait

To be loved by my Lord

I will boast

How hopeless I am

Incapable

What childish steps

I trip in

What baby yawning

When night digs on my eyes

I am weak

And I am so grateful

For my weakness

So grateful that

You remind me

I can’t go

Further than a sunset without you

A fogy rain without praying

A jump without looking up

Yeah

I am afraid of heights

Those heights that give wings

I am afraid to fly

Yet

You saw in me a brave heart

On My trembling heart

Wings bloomed

Like a chrysalis transforming

Into a butterfly

You made my heart fly.

 

I have no gravity

Half smiles

Tired

Full

Content with you

I must have been in a nightmare before

Stuck in such a cold world

Loveless

Pointless

Nail biting

Phobic of loving

Because people turn backs

To you

Now

I am biting bitterness

With scriptures of love

And a bag of hopes

With no burdens to carry

No baggage

I have no gravity

What?

I HAVE NO GRAVITY!

I scream

Throwing away my past weights

I can float

On air

Light hearted

Free-at last

My craze

My love

My jealous passionate

Lord

Raises me up

Again and again

Nothing can put me down

Apples don’t fall on the ground

On my heart

There’s no gravity

I tell you

I have fallen so badly for Him.

 

A life full

 

My metamorphosis

(when I got baptized)

 

The night was slithering and long

And oh my dreams were cold and dead

In the creeping darkness my feet soaked

And Lord oh Lord

I lost the color’s track

 

The darkness clung and possessed

And oh I couldn’t even cry

The mask is all I had

And Lord oh Lord

I wanted to die

 

The day was thick and short

And lighting stroke in my head

I humbly prayed oh Lord oh Lord

I wanted change so bad

 

I prayed for faith and courage

And sweet melts of the heart

I kept my eyes on Lord, oh Lord

I cried and lived and loved.

 

 

‘You humble me Lord’

I heard Norah Jones song

I listened once and twice

And felt discrepancy of light

And in univocal the refrain I sing

On smoky sounds and jazz swing

I sing: ‘I am on my knees empty

Lord, please, please forgive me.’

 

 

The long way home

 

I have been a wanderer

Where traces I confused

Where idols I created

I have been a nomad of views

 

I searched in darkness

For something to be whole

For something to get filled

But not for you Lord

 

Could I find my way

When I had no torch

Where lights were broken

The sun was hidden

From a giant dark ball?

 

My heart was filled

With numb pain

Sarcasm, anger, dark thoughts

Feelings of emptiness in vain

 

I have been a wanderer of heart

Of purpose, of beliefs

A wanderer without love

Living hidden like a thief

 

Till I met your people God

Loving, truthful, righteous men

And when I felt welcomed

‘This is Home, this is Home’-I said again

 

My Lord, I am coming home

I am coming back to you

The way is hard and long

I’ll pray for faith to make it through

 

The giant ball hiding the sun

Is a total eclipse of my heart

I turned my back to sunsets

To finally see the sunrise

 

This wanderer is finding

The right track, the right path

Is praying for righteousness

For truth and for grace

 

I give thanks to you Lord above

I come with the hat full of joy

The bag full of dreams

And the heart full of love.

 

 

 

For my Father

 

I have my guide

My love, my heart

He is my husband I adore

I shall not want anything else

My counterpart, he makes me whole

 

I will be with him forever

When the entire world will go astray

My fire burning inside me

Gives me courage

He leads the way

 

My Lord of lords

And King of kings

Is my shelter and my rock

He gives me trials, blessings, love

My icy heart now has turned hot.

 

 

 

Shush

 

Dignified...
Left unspoken
gasped for breath like the runners
In the
Marathon of Life
Undone
quiet
whispers of white sheets and
comfort.
Baby sweet
dreams
till
realizing it is
Strength and Love
that brings
White fire out.
I long for laughs
the more i get,
the more i want
More,
Hush!
Mystic posture
you march in victory
white linens and soft tissues
stayed firm
because of your
fighting spirit.
Shush!
See even the silence
brings out
Respect from you.
Mystic,
powerful,
white...



 

Conqueror

 

And the world is so beautiful and fresh today.
The world is so sparkly and shiny
The sun is so unbelievably bright
The hopes are so gratefully high
The ropes are tied against my back
The truth is my shield in fight
I take my weapon of love
because I am loved
truly, madly, deeply by my Lord
He is my well, my energy, my stream
my fortress, my rock in whom I take refuge.
I conquer
I conquer myself-I become pure
I conquer you-you become pure
I conquer in glory
I win
I scream in joy
I am made complete in love,
I am built, I am created, I am refined
More happiness than this?
I am made new.

 

 

The Poetry of Lorena Vangjeli

Women of Vision

(Women’s Inspirational Day)

Hold me, my Lord
I cried late at night
Hold me in your arms
bring me in the light

I long for your love
for your caring heart
my pains take away
be my rock-I cried

You know what he did
when he heard me crying?
He soothed my troubled soul
and I felt like flying

His heart is so gracious
so righteous and true
sisters he will lift you up
because he loves you.

When you feel hopeless
and don't see the light
pray to our Lord
and he will reply

with an open heart
he will reach out for your soul
he will caress you
and you will feel whole

girls, women, sisters,
have strong faith in our Lord
be patient and enduring
take courage in his word

be women of passion,
of beauty, of strength
women grasping life
women of great faith

be women of courage
of love, of compassion
great leaders and heart changers
women with a vision

because you already
have what you need
our Father's love pouring
a great gift indeed

 

How was I supposed to know?

Strong perfume of earth I have become.
No more illusions that cannot be accomplished but dreams and hopes to be reached. Real.

How would I know?

That I was to put strong will to seek miracles for becoming a miracle. All real and felt to the core.

How, tell me, how was I to know?

Unless you didn't open my eyes of a long, bumpy, heart feeling journey for grasping life with all its power, all its magic.
Yeah Real

 

 

I Am Amazed

Amazed by your greatness. Amazed every time I show a little bit of faith towards you, because every time I show some, you perform miracles in front of my eyes. No it is not chance, neither absurdity. It is your great heart working on people. It is you God. Today it was your hand moving me; today a call to a friend that I hadn’t talked for a long time was a miracle. A truth revealed that made my heart joyful. I am amazed by the way you work, mysterious, silent, humble, with no trumpets, no boasting, free to explore in dangerous steps, patient when people speak against you, loving, caring for your creation, free to explore in dangerous steps, patient when people speak against you, loving, caring for your creation, I am amazed.

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The Poetry of Lorena Vangjeli

Lutem                                                                   

Per zemrat e ngurta qe tu zbuten
per arrogantet qe te ulin krye
per ata qe fshihen te ndricohen prej diellit
per ata qe ndihen bosh dhe pa shrese te gjejne rrugen e duhur
per ata qe vlojne ne nje duel me veten
per ata qe kane gjetur shpetim tek iluzionet
lutem
per ata qe me zor marrin fryme prej dhimbjes
per ata qe e dashurojne dhimbjen
per ata qe s'ndjejne as dhimbje as lumturi...
lutem per clirim shpirti
per pushtim te fuqishem te jetes
per dashuri dhe shkrirje zemrash
per ndjenjen e mbrekullueshme te lirise
per shoqerine..
per njerez me zemer te gjere ,te madhe
per gjithe ata qe luftojne per te gjetur te verteten
per gjithe ata qe luftojne per te qene te lumtur
lutem

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Dehje

 

 

Dhe dashuria mund te vrase

Dhe shijen e hidhur ne buze le pas

 

E vera thartohet ,poezia nxjerr vrer

Shpirtin ta gris ,shpirtin ta cjerr

 

C’vere duhet te pi qe te embelsohem

C’dehje qe te dehem,c’kure te kurohem?

e erresiren e nates dikush foli papritur

Ajo u cua menjehere ,e trembur,e frikur

 

Kur drita I ledhatoi fytyren lumurisht

Kur bluja e qiellit u cel embelsisht

 

Ajo shprese mori nga Ati ne qiell

Dashuri e forte e preu mbi diell

 

Mbi lule koken vendosi e qete

Aromen ua thithi me lezet

 

U perkund e etur per me shume dehje

Ilac per zemren e saj,vetem prehje

 

Atehere e kuptoi qe s’ishte poezia vere

Ishte shpirti I madh,forca e tij e ndere.

 

 

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Rruga drejt Zotit tim

 

Shpitri im therret ,uleret drejt Teje(Zotit)

Perlotet dhe lutet

Per pak dashuri

Per ngrohje zemre dhe shpirti

Tashme po perulem perpara madheshtise tende

Tela kitarash qe te mallengjejne

Dhe trendafilat

Dhe kjo kenge Quedate-Lara Fabian qe ma ben shpirtin te shkrije

Me kthen ne leng te ngrohte

qe mund te pihet me nje fryme

E megjithate s’pihet kollaj….

Kam ngjyra pjeshke

dhe gjalpi ne kraharor

Kam paqe ne mendje

Jo me dyshime

Jo me vrarje ndjenjash

Dhe thinjash te padukshme

Vela ime e bardhe lundron e lekundshme

Por po merr guxim kohet e fundit

Ka Shprese dhe Besim qe ne nje oqean

Ku bishat s’duken bisha dhe ku engjejt jane te lare me zift ,

do ta gjej rrugen e saj ,

DO TA GJEJ

 

 

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