Lulzim Tafas’ poetry from the semiology point of view touches the heart: it is in the permanent mode of exploring, so it asks the same from the reader. In other words, even what looks like a love poem, it is not (necessarily) (only) love poetry. Tafa’s verses are obsessively nourished by the motives of blood, thus directing it to own experience of illogical madness of war but also reminding us how and how much the poetry can be universal, even when it points to a very concrete period of a tragic reality. Tafa’s poetry is a detailed reconstruction of that reality, disturbed reminiscence against the universal pamphlet. Each of his poems is an enigma of blood episodes of history, and which the reader unfolds to puts in place pieces of historically proven events.