DANCE OF THE VERSES-Tyran Prizren Spahiu


In the city of wine and poet

verses are carved by the river

calmness of the spring breeze

brings the amazing notes of nature.


Drink, get drunk, but don’t break the wine glass

need to get drunk will follow you futurity

put it at the top of the verses

in the early morning sips will refresh day.


They will feel when love approaches

open the gate of the thirsty heart

uses the aphrodisiac of grape’s juice

you will feel the shivers of magic in your chest.


In the twilight of riverbanks

fill the pencil and glass with creativity

will quench the thirst of the coming days

sunset will wish you a fiery journey.


Time of music is getting close

shadows of the wanderers fall on the light of the waves

at the source of the maple, sounds of guitar challenges poet’s wine

over the half-burnt sheet pen starts dance of verses.

Tyran Prizren Spahiu

Poetic verses volume