Writing Next To The Window
Two rain sprinkles hit the glass,
And I for you just felt homesick
I am that writer aside the window
That stares at people like a creep.
This was the poet inside me translating a well-known poem in English and giving it a little twist at the end. As a little child I loved Ismail Kadare, a great writer who is also know worldwide has been a candidate for Nobel Prize for literature, but unfortunately he didn’t win that prize.