by Oriada Dajko
A lonely woman near a window,
looks after the sun under the shadow.
Her whisper becomes a cloud.
A cloud painted into the sky,
created by the hand of God,
designed by my mind.
A beautiful woman is a wind,
which touches deeply my eyes.
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Oriada Dajko
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Oriada Dajko was born on 7 February 1997 in Tirana, Albania. She studied at the French Lyceum in Tirana. She has written in several languages. Her poetry has been published in various anthologies in the United States and Albania.
Last updated October 11, 2017