Treasure Island

Besa Dede


Song Of My Life


Forever I hastened through the paths of Life
As long as I was enlivening in my breath.

I equaled her Goddess being; I felt her caress.
I worshiped, though often I cursed her.
But always would trail on her paths.
Always.
 
Penetrating my very core, she'd kiss me;
I loved her.
Thereafter ruthlessly she'd desert me;
I’d follow.
And Age along with us scampered,
Limping with burdens fastened on its back.
With time I grew up along her!
 
In concert we'd pass by all seasons through years,
From summers to falls,
From winters through springs.
Together, or alone;
Separately. Or in sync.
Forever conjoined, like Siamese twins.
 
And equally we experienced loves.
Infinite, immeasurable love for the mother,
Adoration for the beloved brother,
Fervor for my heart’s passionate vehement lover.
 
We cared for.
My Life and I.
And we fancied many things immeasurably.
Places, gems, beauty, grace; materialism infinitely.

At some point I felt the sorrow of departing though,
When,
My gray hair was withering away with the north wind.
Anxiously shaking like a thrown-away lace.
And my poor, meager stature turning into a carnival of fragile defeat.

Whilst Time and Fate blindly followed,
Casting behind them their old shadowy shadows.
Excruciatingly playing on their flutes
The melancholic song of this Life of mine.

My final journey approached its final destination.
Grotesquely short.
Truthfully livid and enraged
For its powerless authority, though.
 
By my deathbed Life slowly stepped near.
Head bent, she uttered a shivering whisper, crystal-clear:
'The end is here! The end is here! '
'You’re not extinct, mortal! ”
“Here go, see; you are beyond the sands of time,
A tinny part of me.
You'll breathe in my inner essence, eternally.'
 
Appalled I then realized
As the cold-hearted Death, scythe-holding in her hand,
Was getting closer by my bed.
Life had stolen from me instead;
My youth, my laughter, my longings my dreams and my dreads.

'Let the curtain fall' -desponded then I said.
'Let the curtain fall! '
 

Submitted: Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 08, 2013

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Albania,2006.

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  • Shahzia Batool (4/22/2013 2:28:00 AM)

    A rich canvas Besa Dede, you are gifted with a natural and compact verbal expression...one can feel the creative outcome of your musing and brooding moments...it is so dramatic, this drama of life: 'Let the curtain fall' -desponded then I said.
    'Let the curtain fall! ' (Report) Reply

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