Ribeira

I wonder how many names you had to forget

in order to remember your own,

dear friend;

for you were a masterpiece to this world,

as colorful and historic as the buildings of Porto’s ribeira;

yet broken, for I could see the cracks upon walls

and dying lightbulbs underneath blank ceilings.

I wonder how many heartbreaks you had to live through

in order to love yourself first,

for you thought your heart could hold all of them,

like within this part of the city;

too many temporary visitors dancing through its streets, leaving nothing but footprints behind

and too few lovers who stay to renovate the abandoned homes.

I believe

that your heart is more than a port for desire;

dear friend.

Jehona Thaqi©

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Wine

I sit alone, lonely,

the evening breeze dancing around my thighs, underneath the dress you loved on me,

flickering candles caressing my pale skin,

empty glasses of wine on empty tables.

I sit alone, lonely,

and I watch the city fall asleep on this sunday evening,

I watch lovers kiss goodbye

and broken hearts run home to their mothers;

for there is nothing a mother can not fix,

but I wonder why it had to be broken in the first place.

I sit alone, lonely,

the waiter kindly reminds me that they are closing,

I nodd, hanging onto my glass of wine,

almost empty,

but still there;

you see, I hang onto the sweet taste of love

and the bitterness which hides underneath your eyelids;

I remember your words, vividly,

and the way your fingertips danced upon my thighs

and the dazzling light of our veranda flickered upon my skin.

I sit alone, lonely,

the last sip of wine;

I see the blurred picture of you,

reaching for me, now.

Empty glass of wine,

but your lips against mine;

a familiar taste.

Jehona Thaqi©

Impressions of Zurich

Eventhough I was born and raised in a small city near Zurich, I profoundly enjoy taking photographs of the beautiful corners of this quiet place. Zurich is one of the most amazing places I have ever been to; everything seems to be perfectly arranged, with little twists of flaws and imperfections.

As you walk across the Quai-bridge – the wind softly humming into your ears; you will fall in love with the small boats and the turquoise sea. To make the view even greater your eyes will soon capture the amazing buildings at the beginning of the most expensive district in Zurich. I am overly obsessed with the architecture within this city! 

Walking across these streets each day makes me sometimes forget to see the beauty within them. I have to remind myself how overly privileged I am to be living in this country, especially here in Zurich. As the child of two immigrants, who flew from poverty and political instabilities, I feel a strong connection towards this place. It has been the place that gave my parents the opportunity to live – in its full meaning, and gave me the opportunity to educate myself.

This city has made me grow, maybe it is a further reason of why I love it so much.

One of the sweetest things in Zurich are the trams in the center of the city. No cars, no buses, no trains, only the trams that will surely bring you to the right place at the right time. And yes; Swiss people are extremely punctual.

But there is another thing that I strongly admire about this city: art. Where ever your eyes wander, I am sure that they will capture art in a variety of forms. Maybe one day I will be part of the displayed art in this wonderful city.

Have you ever been to Zurich? And if so, what is your greatest memory of it?

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