RARE FLOWER, a Micropoem by Angela Kosta

Lost
In vain I searched for a flower
That it had your sweet scent i came back empty-handed
And while I've seen you sleep
Spellbound
I understood that nothing and no one
Not even a rare flower, it would compare to your beauty
To your irresistible freshness.

- Angela Kosta 
Albania & Italy
(Executive Director of the Magazines: MIRIADE, NUANCES ON THE PANORAMIC CANVAS, BRIDGES OF LITERATURE, journalist, poet, essayist, publisher, literary critic, editor, translator, promoter)

Angela Kosta was born in Albania but has lived in Italy since 1995. She is Executive Director of the Magazines: MIRIADE, NUANCES ON THE PANORAMIC CANVAS, BRIDGES OF LITERATURE, journalist, poet, essayist, publisher, literary critic, editor, translator, promoter. He has published 26 books and received many awards. His poems have been translated into 40 languages and published all over the world.

Rare Flower, a Micropoem by Angela Kosta

Lost

In vain I searched for a flower 

That it had your sweet scent

I came back empty-handed 

And while I've seen you sleep 

Spellbound

I understood that nothing and no one 

Not even a rare flower

It would compare to your beauty 

to your irresistible freshness

©️ Angela Kosta

Albania & Italy

A Piece of Bread, A Micropoem by Angela Kosta

A piece of bread
To fill your stomach
For day and night;
Life Partner,
Who screams miserable existence,
Wait, just wait,
It will end in a short time!
To be born
Defeated by cruel fate
Whose fault is all this?
Am I guilty of myself?
Were we unwanted by God?
© Angela Kosta
Elbasan, Albania

Poetess Angela Kosta was born in Elbasan (Albania). She is the author of various novels, books of poetry and fairy tales published in Italy and in her home country, Albania. She has lived in Italy since 1995. She is a translator, poet, writer, publicist and Deputy Editor-in-Chief of the newspaper Albania Press.