Definitely someone follows me
And indeed, don’t know where to go;
Left come forward hastily devils,
From the right wait the demons.
From the hutch I took a melon,
Part-part I began to chop:
Half of melon with demons,
Other half with devils.
I sharpen a pencil and opened a letter,
By the letter don’t remove my eyes:
Devils lie over the letter,
Demons stay over the pencil.
Where to enter, cannot find place,
Where to laugh and where to cry?
Left come forward hastily devils,
From the right wait the demons…
Dritëro Agolli
Poet
Albanian League of Writers and Artists 