
Artipod - a poem's journey
Welcome to Artipod, where the artistic side of words and memories meets the joy of self-expression. I'm Besart, your host, and on this podcast I share my love for writing by bringing my emotions in the form of poems a bit closer to your life. Join me on this expression through the verses. Each episode will be a heartfelt exploration of thoughts, memories and emotions. Artipod is a space where the simplicity of spoken words in combination with the depth that sounds bring forms a narrative that resonates with the seriousness of life.
Artipod - a poem's journey
Glo in the dark
Just imagine for a bit
No location just a stream of memories
Walking blindly past the bridge
Leading yourself down that ledge
The nights of Glo, not even mine
This is how i remember
And this i how it rhymes
I am the past that keeps writing
Not to you but to myself!
This i how i remember
And this is how it now dwells
If it hurts just be grateful
It will not hurt one yesterday
And no need to repeat it
I say what i know, i know what i say
A Split near Split
Some memories find corners
Of your mind and sit
Along with new comers
I remember talking about some flowers
Had to keep it short not to bother
The Bud that was pretty busy
Making up a story full of nonsense
I hope you’ve learned to behave
I hope you do love and respect
The ones that stay
The ones that for a slight moment
Thought that you are okay
I hope you finally know how to ride
Your emotions, your past, your future
The cars are not important
Only details in the picture
I hope you drive yourself to different places
Not like the past but with clear intent
To make one feel slightly healthier
Not to widen the spectrum of those you hurt
I hope he sees the light of tomorrow
at the end of this tunnel
The inevitable future that one day
He will reach
I hope that the glow in the dark shows him
What is not visible in the puzzle piece
I now know why it was easier
to glow in the dark
The lack of people around
Made it hard for me to look
for another spark
I hope it glows in the light of day,
through those many windows
The grey facade
The yellow paint!
People ignore the rhythms of life
What was once ours belongs to someone else
Some things can’t glow into eternity
Especially when one is the prey!
I remember pieces of those dirty tricks
Makes me shiver in this night full of glowing bits
As I've always said
The problem only begins when i start to remember
Not when i forget something!
Written, Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani