Monday, July 10, 2017




I am the tree planted by the river,
that will not ever suck out.
Something has choked the dream.
lost in the darkness of dust,
as shroud covering the dead.
Angels, crouched for a long time
They are beyond the wall of the world,
Where a river sings a beautiful song,
flowing in peace ...
We are all equal in God's eyes.
But we are not the same in our midst.
We have created many barriers between us.
We are so small in the big world
Often scared to lose
But not because of faith.
Who believes that God knows,
It is there to help
Times can be like a butterfly
the wind blows where he wants,
Times can be like a bird
that flies in the sky above.
Young people are in this big world
Change from the
we live on Earth,
In different colors, race and religion,
Always some are born to hate.
Their opponents are those who pray love,
while the innocent die in peace again.
Are we all the same !?
All breathe the same air,
We have the same thoughts about life,
We all want the same thing
Health, work first as always.
Our globe is so great,
But thoughts of the people so small
They can not or do not want to see,
the injustices that make the difference.
Dreams breathe,
Along with tears, anguish and stress added,
Along with the touch of joy;
They leave a weight on our thoughts when we are awake.
They do share our being;
In a part of our time,
And a part of eternity;
As a change that overlie the dream.
in fading restless eye,
uploaded a unshed tears.
A change has choked the dream.
As the disease of the soul;
lost in the darkness of dust.
Angels, crouched for a long time
Beyond the wall of the world,
talking tree
Praying for a dream,
this morning shining dawn for you


Each evening, the world loses the sun
Every evening, the world stops
and remains the memory of light.

Each morning light returns
and the world back on the engines,
starts life
waiting to lose the sun.

I also do every time you go,
I miss the sun
and I still have the memory of you.

But then 'day and light
every time I see you and talk to you.
That 'life:
the sun goes away,
sets and arises,
but alive waiting for the sun.


Beyond the magical world of love
malformed in monstrous shapes
I crawl on doorsteps
without breaking the balance of life
where nothing substantial exists
just an etheric world,
where buds of imagination burst out.
Over the crumbed plateau of words,
judgements crush,
senses multiply.
As an open wound
in infirmity ceases the unemployment
in this feeble day,
vague as the visions.
I get up at the horizon’s darkness
and soak in the green of hope
the contours of the cloak of sadness,
converting the deep pain
into an absorbent symbiosis
of the raving logic.
in the light sleepy wind
that plays the magical symphony
in the eternal virginity of creation.


KOZETA ZAVALANI  was born in Korça - Albania, on March 8, 1958 and lives in Tirana. She graduated from the Faculty of Economics at the University of Tirana in 1982 and in 1985, specialized in journalism. She has worked in Albanian Public Television and now is Editor in Chief of the magazine "Season for Change" of the "Family and Media - Power for Change" association, which she leads. She has been part of several training courses in the literary, publicity, Human Rights and Leadership. Awards -"Ambassador for Peace"and "Women of the World - 2007” won "Special Award" for literary creativity with a high artistic level, bringing the value of outstanding and sustainable in the field of poetry. “Olympus Poetry Prize – “Demeter”, "Honorary Diploma of the 1 st Mediterranean Poetry Festival" and "Certificate of Merit", Larissa, Greece, 22-World Congress of Poets. Literary works: She was author in the volumes 1 and 2 of the book "Gra që më kanë frymëzuar" in Albanian and "Women who have inspired me” in English. In 2005 she published the volume "Halfworld" in English. In 2007 the volume "Gjysmëbota" in Albanian, as well as the bulletin "Human Rights". In 2010 was launched the volume of poetry "Migrator". In 2012 she published volume of poetry "Soul gate" translated into seven languages, English, Italian, Macedonian, Romanian, Turkish and Greek. In 2014 she published novel “Ankthi” and “ Frymemarrje Femerore”. In 2015 Poetry Book “Women”. Participating in many TV shows for the media of increasing women participation in political and social life. Country of origin is Albania. Mother language is Albanian. Nationality is Albania.  Place of living is Tirana, the capital of Albania.

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