Nga Teuta Osmani
Lapsi im! 
Portretin tim!
Lapsit tim nuk i është dashur asnjëherë gpma, pasi shkruan me mendimet origjinale të mijat dhe që e komandon dora!
Lapsit tim asnjëherë nuk i njihet ngjyra nga jashtë
Pasi vetëm ka plumb që është i zi nga brënda
Dhe shkruan në letër të bardhë!
Lapsi im lindi me mua që kur mamia më shënoi emrin në regjistër, dhe që kurrë nuk do shuhet emri im i mbretëreshës Ilire!
Lapsi im ka ndërgjegjie, krenari, nder dhe sinqetitet, ka lodhje, ka djersë…
Ka pasionin që nuk e lëshon nga dora asnjëherë!
Lapsi im ka forcën e fjalës, ka mënçurinë, ka fjalorin shqip, (anglisht dhe gteqisht).
Ka gjithçka të mundshme që shkruan poezinë!
Lapsi im bërtet, thërret, qan, qesh e lëvdohet
Për kohërat që shkuan, që është, e që po afrohen!
Lapsi im kurrë nuk do jetë i pushuar së shkruajturi, derisa të kem rrahjen e zemrës për jetën!!
Lapsi im ka mbiemrin e babait tim të ndershëm, ka rritjen e fëmijës me gji të ëmbël nga nëna!
Ka fëmijën brënda, ka shpirtin dhe Fjalën!
Ka vajzën, gruan, dhe titullin e të qënit për fëmijët e mi NËNA
Teuta Osmani
Amerikë. 10.08.2022
Το μολύβι μου!
Το μολύβι μου δεν χρειάστηκε ποτέ gpma, όπως γράφει με τις πρωτότυπες σκέψεις μου και ότι το χέρι διατάζει!
Το μολύβι μου δεν αναγνωρίζει ποτέ το χρώμα από έξω
Καθώς υπάρχει μόνο μόλυβδος που είναι μαύρος μέσα
Και γράφει σε λευκό χαρτί!
Το μολύβι μου γεννήθηκε μαζί μου από τότε που η μαία έγραψε το όνομά μου στο μητρώο, και ότι το όνομά μου της Ιλλυρικής βασίλισσας δεν θα σβήσει ποτέ!
Το μολύβι μου έχει συνείδηση, περηφάνια, τιμή και ειλικρίνεια, υπάρχει κούραση, υπάρχει ιδρώτας…
Υπάρχει η όαση που δεν αφήνει ποτέ να φύγει!
Το μολύβι μου έχει τη δύναμη των λέξεων, έχει σοφία, έχει το αλβανικό λεξιλόγιο
Υπάρχει ό,τι μπορεί να γράφει ποίηση!
Το μολύβι μου ουρλιάζει, φωνάζει, κλαίει, γελάει και επαινεί
Για τις εποχές που πέρασαν, δηλαδή, και που πλησιάζουν!
Το μολύβι μου δεν θα σταματήσει ποτέ να γράφει, μέχρι να χτυπήσω μια ζωή!!
Το παιδί μου έχει το επίθετο του τίμιου πατέρα μου, έχει μεγαλώσει το παιδί με γλυκό στήθος από τη μάνα του!
Έχει το παιδί μέσα, έχει την ψυχή και τον Λόγο!
Υπάρχει η κόρη, η σύζυγος και ο τίτλος της μάνας στα παιδιά μου
Τεύτα Οσμάνη
Αμερική. 10.08.2022
My pencil!
My pencil has never needed a eraser, as it writes with my original thoughts and that the hand commands!
My pencil never recognizes color from outside
As there is only lead which is black inside
And he writes on white paper!
My pencil has been born with me since the midwife wrote my name in the register, and that my name of the Illyrian queen will never be erased!
My pencil has consciousness, pride, honor and honesty, there is fatigue, there is sweat…
There is the oasis that never lets go!
My pencil has the power of words, it has wisdom, it has the Albanian vocabulary
There is everything that can write poetry!
My pencil screams, shouts, cries, laughs and praises
For the times that have passed, that is, and that are approaching!
My pencil will never stop writing, until I strike a life!!
My child has the surname of my honest father, he has raised the child with sweet breasts from his mother!
It has the child inside, it has the soul and the Word!
There is the daughter, the wife and the title of mother to my children
Teuta Osmanis
America. 10.08.2022
