Share Your Thoughts With Me.I will be dramatic for a whileI need to make sense of this worldI need to understand what goes on my mindI will need to face the factsI will need to make up someI will need to rearrangeTime and time again for the mistakethat someone else madeI need to keep thinking, shrinkingUntil I stop bleedingI need to miss a faceI need to miss a targetI need to take a wrong turnNot to end up where the mind wandersI need not see the past sweet momentsNot to face the demons once againHappily living a life that I grantedI need to understand thatHey! I made it happen! I need to wait for the momentwhere the blending happens I forget who I wasI forget who she isI forget the plates, the numbersI forget whatever is left of the callsI forget to look for the sweet life momentsI forget what exactly happenedI forget the father, the familyAnd all the bullshitI will forget the niece!The essentialPrej disa gjerave ka shpetimPrej disa gjerave shpetim ste duhetKoha luan me ne dhe naim’bledhkujtimet qe duhet te zhduken,Bekime qe te zhbejne forcenPor ada’ptohesh And it somehow happensA blend of tomorrow and yesterdayComes at my door, plays with my nervesfor a while, and it detours.A European dream that didn’t pan outA short Viennese walkA master on negligence, on how to be the bestIn something that you don’t care. You adapt I will calculate everything from now onI will have to measure the lengthsThe shortcomingsThe words, the deedsI will have to take care again of meNot to fall for the inevitable same thing. And then the realities blendYou are in the middle of the jumpTomorrow is inevitableYesterday a stepping stoneThe bells of a weddingBehind my earsThe white dress in the front,shkurta’shqip si te duashEshte vone! And I am a blending of all the feelingsOf all the sightsI am still at my beginningWhile everyone elseis doing all right!Written, Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani
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Glo in the dark
Share Your Thoughts With Me.Just imagine for a bitNo location just a stream of memoriesWalking blindly past the bridgeLeading yourself down that ledge The nights of Glo, not even mineThis is how i rememberAnd this i how it rhymes I am the past that keeps writingNot to you but to myself!This i how i rememberAnd this is how it now dwells If it hurts just be gratefulIt will not hurt one yesterdayAnd no need to repeat itI say what i know, i know what i say A Split near SplitSome memories find cornersOf your mind and sitAlong with new comers I remember talking about some flowersHad to keep it short not to botherThe Bud that was pretty busyMaking up a story full of nonsense I hope you’ve learned to behaveI hope you do love and respectThe ones that stayThe ones that for a slight momentThought that you are okay I hope you finally know how to rideYour emotions, your past, your futureThe cars are not importantOnly details in the picture I hope you drive yourself to different placesNot like the past but with clear intentTo make one feel slightly healthierNot to widen the spectrum of those you hurt I hope he sees the light of tomorrowat the end of this tunnelThe inevitable future that one dayHe will reach I hope that the glow in the dark shows himWhat is not visible in the puzzle piece I now know why it was easierto glow in the darkThe lack of people aroundMade it hard for me to lookfor another spark I hope it glows in the light of day,through those many windowsThe grey facadeThe yellow paint! People ignore the rhythms of lifeWhat was once ours belongs to someone elseSome things can’t glow into eternityEspecially when one is the prey! I remember pieces of those dirty tricksMakes me shiver in this night full of glowing bitsAs I've always saidThe problem only begins when i start to rememberNot when i forget something!Written, Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani
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Realities to forget
Share Your Thoughts With Me.If olny you would’ve accepted my love that nightYou would know how life goes, how businesses runHow the heart feels when it is in this love, tight!I’m sure i would smile, i’m sure i would flinchAccording to your tantrums, according to your lipsI’m sure i would travel to all of your cities,In a pinch… I was stuck on a road, so all i could do was call to make sure everything was okayI thought i was helping you find your way homeBy letting you goBeside your father… close to your momWhen will you realize that they are not waiting for you?When will I realize Vienna is not waiting for me too?When will I realise that there are things that i cannot undo?If i would take back time i wouldnt remeber a name Just to save myself a heartbreakI wouldn’t need to rescue myself againI’d stop and wait for her to doHer part, her things,When will I realise that i can’t control everything?In retrospect things would be different, I’d have less miles on my wheels,a frequent flyer in my pocket, back and forth to you, back and forth to me.I will not forget i will not forgiveI have things to arrange I have explicit duties to fixI have people to saveFrom things that they don’t knowA story line that they missed September coming too fastI can’t keep up with this itch on my heartA field full of rabbits My eyes still on the sharkAnd i can’t come backWe both know thatThere are roads, stories, eyesNames, that i can not neglect Vision full of debris from That collision of the pastI can’t touch on what was done,Without interfering with the futurePrej disa gjërave s’ka ShpëtimKeshtu qe…Me duhet te pranoj jo vetem nje deshtimPor nje linje prodhimi plot gabime qe peshojne mbi shpirtin timNuk dua ta them por s’dua te harrojPjese e zgjedhjeve qe bejme Jane situatat neper te cilat duhet te vrapojPrej disa gjerave Shpetim s’te duhet!Mjafton te mesosh, te permirsoshThjesht te lekundesh. Pa humbjeNuk eshte e thjesht te kujtohet e shkuaraKur fokusi mbetet ne jeten qe vjenNje pafundesi e ndodhive te çuditshmePasoje e optimizmit tim.S’ka Pollog qe e permbushTe verteten e realitetit tim…Kur ende rrugeve kerkojFytyra dhe emra pa mbarim, pa kuptimFytyra qe ne fund te ditesNuk ishin as perjetim…Disa gjerave eshte veshtire tu japësh nje shpjegimDisa gjerave… veshtire tu vesh nje çmimI hope one day you’ll understandthe realities that i now need to forgetHow the past would be of a different fabricThe future… of a different scentIf you only would’ve accepted my love… then!West gates are open, East gates closedSome old stories are fresher than the new onesDear love i always know what stories to bringI just know that i need to find a new song to sing!Written, Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani
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Alterations of my heart
Share Your Thoughts With Me.A new life out for the beginningRinging bells from every sideAs the last one waves from the limitsOf the sky above and the dark rideA new wave a new vibe A new me, a new them A new anthem to things that i stand byA pledge to her absence Strangers, solitude, a deep farewell No handshake no dwellLife is a complicated essence of strategies Gone bad, some that work, some that get stuckSome that function well! And the best strategy? A new life for the beginning A new structure, a heart of metalWeapons of choice? No guns and barrelI’ll switch the side for a bit, Sepse dukshem c’do gje qe bej Ka nje efekt te kundert Ne retrospektiveC’do gje kthehet Disa shkojneDisa harrohen Disa s’dine te harrojneNuk dua ta di, nuk dua ta themNderkohe dua pergjithmone aty te jemNje jete e re per ty jetuarPjese te shkuara per tu tejkaluarPjese te vjetra per tu studjuarCdo gje ne rend per tu sistemuarNuk dua ta them por s’dua ta harrojPjese e jetes se re dukshem kalon ngarruga neper te cilen une rralle shkojDukshem e ndjej se kur gaboj,Dukshem e di cfare nuk shkonAjo qe nuk duket gjekundiEshte E ardhmja qe vonon…Nderkohqe qe pres duhet prap te ndryshojCause these alterations of my heartCreate a stupidly complex noiseThat makes it hard to tell the emotions apartA new life to exploreRinging bells from every shoreBut the nights are still cold The heart still soreI wonder how the commutes feelDo they get the sensethat something’s missingDo they ever dive into their emotionsDo they ever find me there…Do they ever hesitate for a momentTo make me strongerWhy do i even careA new life calling, ringing…I am clearly on the other sideAs these small bridges shape the core Of the sky above and this dark ride!Written, Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani
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Mall By Ismail Kadare
Share Your Thoughts With Me.Ca pika shiu ranë mbi qelq.Për ty unë befas ndjeva mall.Jetojmë të dy në një qytet,Dhe rrallë shihemi, sa rrallë.Edhe m'u duk pak e çuditshmeSi erdh kjo vjeshtë, ky mëngjes.Qiejt e ngrysur pa lejlekëDhe shirat pa ylberë në mes.Dhe thënia e vjetër e HeraklititSeç m'u kujtua sot për dreq :« Të zgjuarit janë bashkë në botë,Kurse të fjeturit janë veç ».Në ç'ëndërr kemi rënë kaq keq,Që dot s'po zgjohemi ne vallë ?...Ca pika shiu ranë mbi qelqDhe unë për ty seç ndjeva mall.1976Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani
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.
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