
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
The Blending
I will be dramatic for a while
I need to make sense of this world
I need to understand what goes on my mind
I will need to face the facts
I will need to make up some
I will need to rearrange
Time and time again for the mistake
that someone else made
I need to keep thinking, shrinking
Until I stop bleeding
I need to miss a face
I need to miss a target
I need to take a wrong turn
Not to end up where the mind wanders
I need not see the past sweet moments
Not to face the demons once again
Happily living a life that I granted
I need to understand that
Hey! I made it happen!
I need to wait for the moment
where the blending happens
I forget who I was
I forget who she is
I forget the plates, the numbers
I forget whatever is left of the calls
I forget to look for the sweet life moments
I forget what exactly happened
I forget the father, the family
And all the bullshit
I will forget the niece!
The essential
Prej disa gjerave ka shpetim
Prej disa gjerave shpetim ste duhet
Koha luan me ne dhe naim’bledh
kujtimet qe duhet te zhduken,
Bekime qe te zhbejne forcen
Por ada’ptohesh
And it somehow happens
A blend of tomorrow and yesterday
Comes at my door, plays with my nerves
for a while, and it detours.
A European dream that didn’t pan out
A short Viennese walk
A master on negligence, on how to be the best
In something that you don’t care. You adapt
I will calculate everything from now on
I will have to measure the lengths
The shortcomings
The words, the deeds
I will have to take care again of me
Not to fall for the inevitable same thing.
And then the realities blend
You are in the middle of the jump
Tomorrow is inevitable
Yesterday a stepping stone
The bells of a wedding
Behind my ears
The white dress in the front,
shkurta’shqip si te duash
Eshte vone!
And I am a blending of all the feelings
Of all the sights
I am still at my beginning
While everyone else
is doing all right!
Written, Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani