Whole - Kushtrim Thaqi

whole

a nihilistic piece of art,
a book written by an half-alive writer;
Camus,
maybe,
or probably even Sartre.

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Breathe - Kushtrim Thaqi

Breathe

walk, walk, walk,
let all that you are from your shoulders slide
and into ground clash.
breathe… knowing that you have lost,
you are lost,
less as you are
full– fool as you might.

Kushtrim Thaqi - Prishtina

Love

hey,
come and walk on me, get high, high,
let us become one cloud
sailing above clouds in the mountains made of pictures
and thoughts and nightmares of all kinds

Kushtrim Thaqi - Nature

Higgs Boson Blues

I don’t mind the smoke,
clouds piled like soft pillows
one on top of the other
the white, the grey, the black
in mix with the orange
symbolizing the dawn of my departure;
I am blessed!
Watching with each breath of mine
my sunset.
Witnessing the birth
of something that I might become–
tomorrow