A moving poem is dedicated to Adelaida

The death of journalist Adelaida Jamaican has touched everyone. She died without waiting Sunday morning from cardiac arrest.

And to express this pain, someone even wrote him poetry.

This is poetry dedicated to Adela, which is being circulated on social networks:

NATA

Adelaide, life-saving open soul

The night broke into the bed with an ice - cold hand

tear your dreams carefully translated into files

Lone taku accompanied clocks silent around

A breath feels like you're running dry, to whom?

Hello. And the sound shivered across the cracks of the wind, the leaf.

Dressed in black napalm, the death pan around

Silence was wrapped between bed and you, Adele.

Where are you? Where are you going? How do you feel called back,

Eye of sítu opens this morning, the cat remains closed

The coffee was left there without drinking on the table.

And an evil report is spread abroad with a trembling voice.

He fled to the altar of eternity, an Adel the night sky.

Fuck you!

Popb Ahmeti, Tirana, 30/10/2017