Adriatik Jaçe



With The River

Pegaso, took me on his back.
We ejected on air into these areas.
Where the water flows from the mountain
 Down on rocks,as dust breaks
We followed it, how was evaded.
How did it get in and out the thresholds ...
Where it sprinkled in arch bridges
 Where kissed,the green meadows.
Singing, when spoke with the sun.
With steam, filled the road ...
And mountains,it sent signals.
To open the road, without a word!
And plaid with the sun, in the woods.
When entered and left,the  curves.
With birds, all the way, it spoke
As well, with hidden fishes in caves.
There isn't a beautiful place,
Than,the most beautiful,created by GOD
If you can not do, any good
Enjoy the generosity of ....
I didn't want to sit down,from pegasus wings
I wasn't satisfied, with all i sow
The nature's music, flowing..
Every pain and every boredom,I forgot.
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Date: 23/03/2019









We Scared The Stars.

  From my land,black smoke  comes out.
  Colors the air,torn and rip.
  On extremity,the ice melt,shad tears.
  Sand particles,the plants eat.
  My lands body, is acheing.
  Black vains,with chemical substances.
  Living beings,in the holocaust,lose.
  Caves of torn,atomic prove.
  ******
  My land, has become like a scarecrow
  Full of plastic, dirt and cans...
  How smart are we,earthy
  As a roach,we covered it,
  The heavenly, to scare.
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  Date: 25/04/2019









It Is Yours As Well

If the world, it would be gray.
Cold, white, sunless.
Everything would be frozen allover
Everything would  becomes blacken...
If the world had only the sun,
The water will soon disappear ...
The world, with covered by sand
The desert will conquer everything ...
If,we would eliminate the creatures from world
Insects, animals, species ...
Everything, in it will   be whiff
Everything,would be barren
Love every tiny plant!
Love that bee, on the flowers!
Love the water, any single drops
And the land where you walk, love it !!!
It doesn't hurts only me if air infests ...
It doesn't hurts only me  if damage the forests  ...
It does not hurt me only, if the water misuses ...
It doesn't hurts only me,if you kill, the living creatures  ...
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... cut the branch of the tree where your feet stand ...
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Date: 02/26/2019

Adriatik Jaçe


Adriatik Jaçe was born on 21.05.1971 in Përmet. After graduating from high school, he continued his studies in Tirana University. The passion for literature started when he was very young, passion which it grow throw years, as well as numerous reading, was transformed into poetry and creative spirit.Poetic dimension touches the highest peaks, has beautiful colors, deep meanings and furthermore express the idea  that goes beyond limits of himself. His purpose  is to represent world's peace and human integrity. Occupation: Military and Business Administration .