Alterations of my heart

Share Your Thoughts With Me.

1:03:29

Finally, we find out who is unbeatable, unhateable, and unbreakable in the final five episodes of Battle Camp Season One. Host Chris Burns is joined by the multi-talented comedian Dana Moon to relive the cockroach mac & cheese, Trey’s drag debut, and the final wheel spin. The Season One Winner joins Chris to debrief on strategy and dish on game play. Leave us a voice message at www.speakpipe.com/WeHaveTheReceipts Text us at (929) 487-3621 DM Chris @FatCarrieBradshaw on Instagram Follow We Have The Receipts wherever you listen, so you never miss an episode. Listen to more from Netflix Podcasts.…

Artipod - a poem's journey »
Alterations of my heart

about a year ago 2:28

MP3•Episode home

A new life out for the beginning
Ringing bells from every side
As the last one waves from the limits
Of the sky above and the dark ride
A new wave a new vibe
A new me, a new them
A new anthem to things that i stand by
A pledge to her absence
Strangers, solitude, a deep farewell
No handshake no dwell
Life is a complicated essence of strategies
Gone bad, some that work, some that get stuck
Some that function well!
And the best strategy?
A new life for the beginning
A new structure, a heart of metal
Weapons of choice? No guns and barrel
I’ll switch the side for a bit,
Sepse dukshem c’do gje qe bej
Ka nje efekt te kundert
Ne retrospektive
C’do gje kthehet
Disa shkojne
Disa harrohen
Disa s’dine te harrojne
Nuk dua ta di, nuk dua ta them
Nderkohe dua pergjithmone aty te jem
Nje jete e re per ty jetuar
Pjese te shkuara per tu tejkaluar
Pjese te vjetra per tu studjuar
Cdo gje ne rend per tu sistemuar
Nuk dua ta them por s’dua ta harroj
Pjese e jetes se re dukshem kalon nga
rruga neper te cilen une rralle shkoj
Dukshem e ndjej se kur gaboj,
Dukshem e di cfare nuk shkon
Ajo qe nuk duket gjekundi
Eshte E ardhmja qe vonon…
Nderkohqe qe pres duhet prap te ndryshoj
Cause these alterations of my heart
Create a stupidly complex noise
That makes it hard to tell the emotions apart
A new life to explore
Ringing bells from every shore
But the nights are still cold
The heart still sore
I wonder how the commutes feel
Do they get the sense
that something’s missing
Do they ever dive into their emotions
Do they ever find me there…
Do they ever hesitate for a moment
To make me stronger
Why do i even care
A new life calling, ringing…
I am clearly on the other side
As these small bridges shape the core
Of the sky above and this dark ride!
Written, Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani

38 episodes

#Arts #Besart Cani

Alterations of my heart

Artipod - a poem's journey

published about a year ago

MP3•Episode home

Share Your Thoughts With Me.

38 episodes

#Arts #Besart Cani

All episodes

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
Alterations of my heart 2:28

6 weeks ago2:28

2:28

Share Your Thoughts With Me. A new life out for the beginning Ringing bells from every side As the last one waves from the limits Of the sky above and the dark ride A new wave a new vibe A new me, a new them A new anthem to things that i stand by A pledge to her absence Strangers, solitude, a deep farewell No handshake no dwell Life is a complicated essence of strategies Gone bad, some that work, some that get stuck Some that function well! And the best strategy? A new life for the beginning A new structure, a heart of metal Weapons of choice? No guns and barrel I’ll switch the side for a bit, Sepse dukshem c’do gje qe bej Ka nje efekt te kundert Ne retrospektive C’do gje kthehet Disa shkojne Disa harrohen Disa s’dine te harrojne Nuk dua ta di, nuk dua ta them Nderkohe dua pergjithmone aty te jem Nje jete e re per ty jetuar Pjese te shkuara per tu tejkaluar Pjese te vjetra per tu studjuar Cdo gje ne rend per tu sistemuar Nuk dua ta them por s’dua ta harroj Pjese e jetes se re dukshem kalon nga rruga neper te cilen une rralle shkoj Dukshem e ndjej se kur gaboj, Dukshem e di cfare nuk shkon Ajo qe nuk duket gjekundi Eshte E ardhmja qe vonon… Nderkohqe qe pres duhet prap te ndryshoj Cause these alterations of my heart Create a stupidly complex noise That makes it hard to tell the emotions apart A new life to explore Ringing bells from every shore But the nights are still cold The heart still sore I wonder how the commutes feel Do they get the sense that something’s missing Do they ever dive into their emotions Do they ever find me there… Do they ever hesitate for a moment To make me stronger Why do i even care A new life calling, ringing… I am clearly on the other side As these small bridges shape the core Of the sky above and this dark ride! Written, Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
Mall By Ismail Kadare 1:14

15 weeks ago1:14

1:14

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 çuditshme Si erdh kjo vjeshtë, ky mëngjes. Qiejt e ngrysur pa lejlekë Dhe shirat pa ylberë në mes. Dhe thënia e vjetër e Heraklitit Seç 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 qelq Dhe unë për ty seç ndjeva mall. 1976 Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
On Feeling Unwanted 2:41

17 weeks ago2:41

2:41

Share Your Thoughts With Me. Hello… just hello! This is more for me than just for you! My working crew My mind, my heart My muscles my thoughts About everything that i gave And all that i received About me being the straightforward Calm not twisted, Ever ready to fight your fights Ever ready to believe your side of the story Ever ready for your dreams Not because mines are not important But mines are secure In my righteousness In things that I don’t fully believe But somehow they do believe in me This is to set myself up straight Again and again Along with trying to straighten up the world Yours and mine! This is for all the days that i was left thinking Sinking! And shrinking! In the abysmal image of your crooked mirror Where everything is twisted and stretched To fit! To sit! To be engraved Through repetition, repetition, repetition Not the truth i see The one That you don’t talk, don’t share You Don’t speak up about what is fair Nejse! Leave it hidden down there in The wounded eyes, the pierced soul The fractured ego, crippled but bold How different your life would be If you’d respect your thoughts accordingly I guess that is the price to pay I felt unwanted but allowed to stay Allowed to be but there on the verge Just to take a look but not to touch Just to talk but not to listen, And you to be you without restrictions Just breathe in the love breathe out the hope No space for me in that crown of dust! No space to reconcile No April to enjoy The ring takes another meaning The future that you had in mind Now creates another feeling I have yet to start, again and again Holding my anger, while being a good friend I felt unwanted and that can not change No matter what you throw into the range Written, Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
The Praying 2:34

35 weeks ago2:34

2:34

Share Your Thoughts With Me. Hello Bud, why are you here Why is this mess so hard to clear Useless to talk about this dear Under this bed i linger I became the monster i used to fear Or am i still the hopeless prey The resting night will clean the day The resting soul will find it’s way The long gone smile will shine again Will i have to go through this again Will you make this mistake twice? Shame on me shame on you shame on them I’ll leave the pain in this I can keep writing forever Through the night through the day To me it is mindless play To me there is no risk at all The pain zeroes out as the glory takes the floor But i’ll write another story There will be another play This world does have so much to say And I can’t risk it all for one That did not dare to risk one hour Under this sun You hear the bells, I hear the screams Makes me shiver in this long night Full of bad dreams There must be other things to write about There must be other songs left in me There must be, there must be Another night without this agony Another day another life Another kiss another cry And if not, i will fight to make a deal To share the stories of those who fight for real Dreams of a land, dreams of a people How life feels in this new sphere I’ve been everywhere that you have not been Through the night, through the dream A slow desire to scream, A big whisper to be heard A truth so fractured, that i can not joke for Dreams of a land dreams of a people Suddenly i care so much For someone’s freedom I know his journey I feel his pain If you only knew why am i in this again If you only knew what awaits You would run You wuld carefully close my Gate AvOid the Noise Avoid the luXury suite Avoid the petits plaisirs Conditioned Hair, conditioned life Contoured facE, contoured thoughts Anything you live for bites back in the night Everything adds up in the morning A new shape, a new play A new mascara, another prey Written, Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
The Prying 2:50

37 weeks ago2:50

2:50

Share Your Thoughts With Me. A picture in front of the mirror And i lost it all, my dignity My hope, my dear nothing, my all I thought i was averaging a bet I thought i was in a safe zone I thought it was a real one Not any one of those Nothing in it for me, no home run Just some pain and sweet-old memory The picture remains Bits, ones and zeroes, collecting digital dust And the beautiful irony of it, From the 6th to something else, new rims, new screen And this mind of mine refuses to close some gates My intentions were crystal clear And the general kept his word As he does in general, doesn’t he At least that’s what he will say When the bits reshape into his mind Through the night through the day Nothing clear on sight I keep following the money But still it is just not mine I keep it all in the back of my head This shoebox filled with debris From a collision in july, 2023 I keep it all in sight I keep digging on this case Through the day, through the night I click, it reshuffles, I reshuffle and it clicks It is a process so mechanical that even i am impressed I keep digging Like i am the savior of the day My duty to make a fair play I keep arranging that watch To fit the particles of my life Into this shoebox so small in size I stop to make a day I stop to make a life I stop to make a dent on what’s in sight I keep looking at every corner for a face, for a smile, for a weird look That would definitely make my heart stop for a while Prolonging my stay just to reach that new day Waiting for someone to notice the path, As my fears project the aftermath The coast is always greener on the other side But the valley is still dirty from new old stories Me you them all trying to reach some glory Me you them, but still alone in this mess Left to deal with it on my own Making decisions like I’m responsible for it all Letting this ease on it own As it tightens from every vision of the scroll Expands and contracts, a life of its own Hello bud, how are you there How is life in that plain terre A bit colder to what you adhere… Written, Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
Pitcher by Robert Francis 0:50

43 weeks ago0:50

0:50

Share Your Thoughts With Me. His art is eccentricity, his aim How not to hit the mark he seems to aim at, His passion how to avoid the obvious, His technique how to vary the avoidance. The others throw to be comprehended. He Throws to be a moment misunderstood. Yet not too much. Not errant, arrant, wild, But every seeming aberration willed. Not to, yet still, still to communicate Making the batter understand too late. Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
The Redemption 2:43

49 weeks ago2:43

2:43

Share Your Thoughts With Me. I’m 31 this time Call it a day Call it a night Call it whatever you want To me it was a big fight Through the fire Through the smile My heart softens The cracks fill up They solidify A bit of hope Some liquid mix And my heart slowly stops To form this delusional remix Everything needs a replacement Some wheels, one shaft Let’s clean the pipes At last a happy client Before a goodnight Everything needs a fixing A higher dose of somekind More fresh air, vertical bills That boarding life The onboard drama Didn’t leave the train You’ll still have to remove the headset From time to time to make sure The rumbling’s still alive We will have to look each other eye to eye To know what we did What didn’t rhyme Or stay where you are Wherever I’ll be scrolling the map Looking for you Whenever Out of hope Or desperation This heart needs a fixing A manifestation Out the love Welcome hate I need someone To close this gate Too much for me to bear Too much for me to say Too much for my shoulders Too much for the new state I'm setting up the lens Need the angles to be straight I will stop this moment in time And hopefully it will stay I need at least one flight Or maybe two, You and the hill To map the story of three cities The clashing titans of this thrill The house near the bank The coffee in half Paris The million spots of My idiotic fantasies Through the limits Through the imprints Life sorts itself out But there will be debris And the leftovers Will eat my bones hopefully not entirely Leave something for the ones ahead of me Soon I’ll be 32 Call it a night Call it a brew It was not easy to understand that I love myself too. Written, Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
The Song of Truth 4:29

1 year ago4:29

4:29

Share Your Thoughts With Me. I know where it lies, I know what i have not said I know what’s keeping me up at night I know this feeling… of regret Not towards you, neither the world But toward me It is me that i can not look into the mirror And breathe easily I need the truth to be in place At work, in life, at my disgrace The ghosts can’t live like this for long They need the air in which you and me grow strong They feed on life, they feed off my bones So it is either them… or off into another distance I go. They breathe my air, they speak my words They… altogether want my thoughts They rest no day, no night No dusk, no dawn, no morning light Until that truth will shine bright I lose my day i lose my night An alter ego of my own that wants a new man out of this soul Sometimes it lasts in love This time it lasts in hate A song of truth i need to sing what this future will now bring To reshape my world To bring back my fate A willing soul… a sweet escape And after all is said and done Through the years Through the suns This song of truth Will bare the ghosts Will bare your bones Your name, you stories Your family, him Your cars, your lies The small kids, the sister too Everyone and everything in your life That I shared a love of some kind I know your grandpa wouldn’t mind… And off into my distance i go… Into another Love, back into my expanded world Not holding this couch alone I see the ghosts in living frame This song is now a living dream I shake the hands that once I longed I share some path but not for long They get to meet me eye to eye I share a joke, a bit too long They share a prayer, I say goodbye The universe plays in the sky A blue house, An Italian song They get to see for once, what is inside This FUCKING love of a crazy kind And they will tear up or maybe sigh Wondering what it will be like If you were mine. This song of truth… Will ring their hearts And they will know they failed their parts The ghost will always be alive With a face, with a mind How light that weight felt that December night I will not have to fight i thought, I will bare the emotions alright Just a slight liking that will fade out How wrong i was that December night Eye for an eye left the whole city blind So much so that they couldn’t see Who was I and who was with me The friend of a friend alone on the street The long lonely nights with a glow retreat So truth my friends has many colors It lives and breaths in different orders It hides and seeks different borders It breathes the pain exhales relief Or in the opposite it exceeds It is static, singular Through time and place Unchangeable, stoic It does not race It waits for you to catch up It waits for you to build up courage To face it It waits for you to find your peace Without losing your soul Without losing your love It waits for you to scream in dreams In its own patterns in its own rhythms Written, Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
Recollection of a dream 3:06

1 year ago3:06

3:06

Share Your Thoughts With Me. Interrogations go over for hours as we meet in dreams I ask i ask i ask You just laugh out loud Leaving me in defeat Sometimes in my room Sometimes in the middle of the street Sometimes in between Never in your room There no jurisdiction can reach No heart and soul allowed To see the thoughtful crimes To hear the wristwatch chime to listen to the long nights As the wizardry goes on You filing receipts Me emptying my mind My world revolved around you And it was all as beautiful as true My heart was beating out of my chest And i have to confess I did feel your love sometimes too When you did not repress Kino comes in mind You, your papa and me To me life in color, To you just a scene To him absentmindedly a future dream Lyfe certainly comes my way things align, in my direction Slowly it shapes as a play The hapless future dream becomes creation Me you and a numbered plate Sensationally white An infinite dream in a finite body of water But the sins lay there floating visible Can not escape hell and high water And a river runs through it Always somewhere around Noises, callings spearing though the walls Shortly teaching the kids a lie If she is some sort of light You are definitely the deep dark The talks start and stop That goes on for a while True and false in the same time? How could that be possible bud? How could something so resourceful Halt to a stop Who hit the brakes so hard… Who pressed the park The dream ends abruptly The ghost comes out of the dark A real person emerges A real hand shake A real touch, a real face A life long message One truth for the life One side remains The Angle narrows Things collide… I ride the path were i first appeared Casually! No ghost to hide! I find a better me, Stronger I grind Future shapes originally As time once again Builds a sweet exit to a bitter difficulty Written, Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
I lose my day, I lose my night 3:35

1 year ago3:35

3:35

Share Your Thoughts With Me. I lose my night, I lose my day As I rollaway into a distant past of yesteryear Analyzing me and every you I lose my day, I lose my night I miss your voice, I crave your sight I crave your hug, I crave your life I lose the wrong I find the right I ride through dusty memories I walk through stains of disgust Hard to crack a smile on those past sights Even harder to let is rust! I feel the bite marks burn inside A sharp lying thrust Trust betrayed, truth dismissed Even throughout the pain you were amidst And so the day goes as it takes from life Without nothing to cling to…without a rite Still I hover above your map Like a drone looking for a spot to land Odes of love, odes of kissing Parked in time in PR city Me trying to sell to the world Now for now, A person missing DR GV TR SK Where did you went astray? To find a truth nonexistent That’s my duty in anyway Rendezvous a time and a place A public room a crowded space A rammed store an empty heart A park bench to such a sweet life I did my part I SOMA lyfe with you in a matter of minutes As I held the hand that would break me to pieces How I’d want the cursing to look back But curses only look forward Even to the one’s that are not born yet How I’d want again you to sleep late As I explore what is left of the small city As I drive to find another gate Another detail another fate Another way out of this mess Another independence day To Another reality sitting in front of me To a family that I don’t know, but knows me To a girl that finally knows that I did not want her But you To somebody knowing that we both won Not just you One day more, one day less, I never thought that I would find a way out I never thought I'd hear my heartbeat so loud I can't believe there's something left in my chest anymore Oh, goddamn, you got me in love again (DL) The bullseye was clear but you aimed the weapon at my heart One day it will all make sense, every single bit Your story get’s messier, so deal with it! Written, Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
The Laughing Heart By Charles Bukowski 1:02

1 year ago1:02

1:02

Share Your Thoughts With Me. your life is your life don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission. be on the watch. there are ways out. there is light somewhere. it may not be much light but it beats the darkness. be on the watch. the gods will offer you chances. know them. take them. you can’t beat death but you can beat death in life, sometimes. and the more often you learn to do it, the more light there will be. your life is your life. know it while you have it. you are marvelous the gods wait to delight in you. Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
A River Runs Through It by Norman Maclean 0:53

1 year ago0:53

0:53

Share Your Thoughts With Me. So it is that we can seldom help anybody. Either we don’t know what part to give or maybe we don’t like to give any part of ourselves. Then, more often than not, the part that is needed is not wanted. And even more often, we do not have the part that is needed Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs. I am haunted by waters. Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
Rhapsody to ideas 2:43

1 year ago2:43

2:43

Share Your Thoughts With Me. The god of ideas is roaming around Exploring the beaches maybe It is staying in town Spreading them through & about If one comes to you Maybe give it a life Do not let it be just a dream Let it burn bright You might fail, you might succeed But that is not concerning to ideas that be If not through you they will find their way Of course and one day they will stay A big pile of rubbish in front of me I got to decide what does it or what you should not see Cause once ideas are in town You are the god, god is me Through with the thoughts Let the action begin To see if it stands in stone Or it’s bullshit to the brim No time to listen, no time to hear No time to speak, no time see You got to show the world What you believed it to be The truth that in your heart now sits profoundly It’s time to cry, it is time to weep Cause nobody understands or accepts The truths that you see It is time to stop And cure a heartbreak Cause who you thought understands you at last Made a joke of you as well It is time to stand again Amidst the painful rhapsodies of the past Cause you are home to the ideas that you now own Time to put the pieces back, Whatever is left, add the anger too Whatever you’re feeling Ideas feed on that too At one point they grow with you At some point they become you You are the idea, the idea is you And not to give it life Takes life from you too Written, Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
Hello Bud 2:14

1 year ago2:14

2:14

Share Your Thoughts With Me. Hello Bud How are you there How is life inside your sphere Is it cold, sunny? Airless, breathless without me there? You’ve been everywhere That i have not been Through every stage That id love to be Every platform was your stage But in our sphere you came in and raged The ghost city is now mine With all the spots, all the roads Al the possible shine… I know it is hard to see the sphere without me But dear Bud is the choices we make That we have to endure, to be As an addition to that You have to endure The truths you fail to accept For the time being the fact is that Time has flied Spots are gone The shine fried The sphere undone EU’s near WE afar You were right That December Distance doesn’t matter Only the courage counts Goodbye Bud It’s lovely to see you From time to time As a stranger, as a crime The fatherland grows, his sister too I’ve left breadcrumbs all over the corridor For you, not for her… for you! I ride the miles The sphere behind The teachers the cops They shrink in size It looks like they want to wave goodbye To a ghost… Written, Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
Slow Shenanigans 2:43

1 year ago2:43

2:43

Share Your Thoughts With Me. I saw you at the festival All of a sudden Kind of a gift That i was not expecting And of course you disappeared You’ve done that before That’s your specialty The only thing you know how to do well Hide in plain view Even though tall You turned me off Like a light switch You’re in the business Of robbing my nights Oh just shut up! I know who’s the real robber I put you on a pedestal And every night we talked I remember vividly You were my sun I was your modest image of the moon I was shooting high And I was not even afraid Very uncomfortable in your shyness Very comfortable in your confidence So much aroused by your wide world So shrunk altogether… A mix of all the feelings A mix of all the sights I am still at my beginnings While you are doing right This is not a song of beauty This is not a song of peace When i see you i get so fuzzy So don’t push me to give a meaning to this The beauty of a poem Is the fact that you remain a mystery While i put a closure to a Feel As i open another door Another way… to a new deal A way to say goodbye and to forget Without you responding A way to connect Without you being aware of it… So farewell Papa’s girl You mythological creature I’ll be on my way With the hope that one day I’ll be the mythological And you’ll tell stories About a feel, about a day About a hope left astray And you’ll feel the need To write a poem so that I’ll be forever away Written, Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
My Wage by Jessie B. Rittenhouse 0:47

1 year ago0:47

0:47

Share Your Thoughts With Me. I bargained with Life for a penny, And Life would pay no more, However I begged at evening When I counted my scanty store; For Life is a just employer, He gives you what you ask, But once you have set the wages, Why, you must bear the task. I worked for a menial’s hire, Only to learn, dismayed, That any wage I had asked of Life, Life would have willingly paid. Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
Do not go gentle into that good night by Dylan Thomas 1:56

1 year ago1:56

1:56

Share Your Thoughts With Me. Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
“To be, or not to be” BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE 2:34

1 year ago2:34

2:34

Share Your Thoughts With Me. To be, or not to be, that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles And by opposing end them. To die—to sleep, No more; and by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to: 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream—ay, there's the rub: For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause—there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life. For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, Th'oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of dispriz'd love, the law's delay, The insolence of office, and the spurns That patient merit of th'unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscovere'd country, from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience doth make cowards of us all, And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought, And enterprises of great pith and moment With this regard their currents turn awry And lose the name of action. Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
Tu Tienimi by Chandra Livia Candiani 0:36

1 year ago0:36

0:36

Share Your Thoughts With Me. Tu tienimi e io mi trasformerò in meraviglia tra le tue mani, al caldo, quel caldo che di notte fa crescere il grano. Tu tienimi come guscio di noce nel pugno fessura tra i mondi. C’è silenzio tra te e me c’è perla. Ti tengo. Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
The Queen of Trench Coats 2:55

1 year ago2:55

2:55

Share Your Thoughts With Me. The queen of trench coats stole my heart Maybe with one trench coat at a time Or all at once I’m not really sure But what i am sure about is that i was hers, once! most probably love at first sight, that leaves you troubled, leaves you murky like a river that starts nowhere and ends in another territory , That has no rhyme, that has no meaning, has no why, nor a timing… I have no words to describe… Not because of the majesty entirely It had no meaning and it needed one It had no narrative and it needed a path Something to settle on, somewhere to rest Who wins wars? The last one standing…they say The one with clear objectives, with the passion to withstand it Truth be told the battlefield of my mind is still blooded Hope and helplessness dance together Dreams and nightmares are now one Fear and courage, whichever… gone Everything armed in the cold that is near But i got to put the guns down I know, i see…. the enemy Their steps… their runaways Kids roaming around But the enemy doesn’t know me… I’m a ghost in the whereabouts of the city I walk, cry and weep alone In the burning light of these sunny days The ghost city made me one of them too Cause what you love transforms you The peace treaty will take time As i face the enemies of my dark dreams I’ll rage chaos in mind mind And disrupt the order in my life While the enemy lives unbothered the future that they had in mind I can’t take the other ghosts with me You all need them… to see What life should not be Now trench coats in the trenches Our hearts on the ground, I can feel the fear in the heart beat affecting all around What was once the light in your darkness Now it’s darkness in your daylight And I ramify into strangeness Only if i was anything at all Anything to be worried about To avoid or to call i know, i see…the anger inside of me Not so easy to deal with the ramifications of the heart beat She was mine and I was hers In what remains an overture Written, Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
You killed a poem 2:19

1 year ago2:19

2:19

Share Your Thoughts With Me. You just killed a poem And you did it again You keep killing and spitting on Something you called a gem! I'll keep the distance I'll stay away A "hi" will do... Or A nod back Yay! Our Accomplishments betrayed You keep your straight face Your ironic smile and... You're effin cold heart Like the world can even tell Your two faces apart I'll keep my mantra I don't need a flip chart To know what I need to do I'm not playing... A part Blaming chakras on elm street You become what you sell And you know that for a fact So it is not an idea that i need to dwell Angryness unjustified Every soul its own ways... Mine is "express myself... In and out" Minus the craze Your's is... Collect the uncollectable Fix the flawless And keep the effin bonus What a life to rejoice A division so small Turned so big in a matter of hours Accolades from everyside And my compliments Equalled to nonsese So close the door now But don't forget about me I'll close the door too Trying not to forget about you With all due respect Qa qaoo my boo! Written, Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
The Way 2:53

1 year ago2:53

2:53

Share Your Thoughts With Me. I'm back at my beginnings, but I miss the way I missed you. Back at my carefree lifestyle, without a goddess to worship. I'm back to where I started. Now I'm running through the garden, rumbling through waters, scribbling pieces of nonsense about these mortals. A bit in here, a bit in there. The process of discovery must be at first murky. At first there is a sense of liking. And after that, you let things occur. And then you jump at the crevice, crack it open and stir until the inside with the outside blur. Yeah, I know. Too much poetry. I'm usually blunt and direct. So pardon my need to sometimes flamboyantly brag. I don't miss her. I miss the way. So much so that I think sometimes that it was not her that I loved, but the way. Even though sometimes my head becomes a mess, I crave the way. I crave the feel. Strange to me because I never craved nor cigars, nor money or beer. The way will reappear in different form, a different mood. Or maybe it will come as another storm. I know just as much as you about how the way works, how it behaves when it stays, and why it disappears into the blue. I had the way. I had the feel. And I keep looking around, always forgetting that the way is within me and there is no stop and go for the feel. So pardon me for too much poetry. I'm usually bold and direct, but sometimes, my friends, I can't. Written, Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
The Song of Beauty 3:56

1 year ago3:56

3:56

Share Your Thoughts With Me. Beauty is the aggregate of many elements not only physical. of course beauty is your face, your hair, your ears, your nose, your cheeks your mouth, your eyes your shoulders, your body, your arms & legs All in different shapes and sizes. Beauty is your height but also the lack thereof beauty is your smile but also the lack thereof... Beauty is you Beauty is the concentration with focus of all the elements of life, not the distancing of bad from the good, not the miniscule selection of the nicest of things beauty is a story well told. beauty is not only the good lips but also the nice words beauty is not only the shiny eyes but also the optimism inside beauty is not only the straight body but the courage to face the troubles that vex you it is not only Elegance. it is hardship; it is contribution not only presence. beauty is how you wave to say say hello and goodbye how you move your leg forward how you run and how you crawl beauty is how you square up and also how you crumple on the side beauty is how you speak, how you put words in a phrase how carefully you select your thoughts and gradually create a world of your own beauty is poetry and to be good it needs not to resemble to something else it has to be unique in flaws as in perfection each of which within unattainable limits Beauty is the culmination of a spiritual journey. Many feelings and experiences colliding into one. Win and loss, fight and peace, storm and sunshine all in one ensemble creating a melody that transforms Beauty is tomorrow, the future beauty is what can be in the most utopian aspect every "what if" moving through the cracks of "not possible" beauty is the start of something new. an idea, everlasting, infinite Written, Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
IF by RUDYARD KIPLING 2:26

1 year ago2:26

2:26

Share Your Thoughts With Me. If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, Or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise: If you can dream—and not make dreams your master; If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools: If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it, And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son! Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
A long poem to me 1:05

1 year ago1:05

1:05

Share Your Thoughts With Me. If there are three, what should I do? Cut down two and meet one? Or cut down three and meet “the one” Or… or cut down all and start the flight? A bit perplexed in this damn fight. Anyhow I am secure, That what I don’t know now, Someday I’ll know. And even if I abandon the good, There is no other reason, no other cause, Only to get the best out of this universe’s neighborhood. Maybe for some is hard to see, but it’s simple math to me… One+One can’t equal two if someone else… Doesn’t get the same view. Written, Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
Begin, End, Begin 1:50

1 year ago1:50

1:50

Share Your Thoughts With Me. When you're in the middle I'm at the side When you're in the wheel I'm your passenger beside When you're at work I'm around to be found when you want to be left alone I'm the loneliest in town When it comes to risk I'm the one to blame And you frown When it comes to little wisdom That's my space, that's my rhythm My good grace. You've never been in my city If you only knew where i live Cause as we both know, A walk "home" is imperative. If you only knew the bits and drills How good a friendship feels How a heart feels What a heart aches for You'd be a better chore You'd be a better friend Without competition, without descent And then only then I'd be in the middle, right where you are Staring the distance Maybe the girl at the bar Me sipping my water You the Bailey's forth round Written, Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
Reflections of a heartbeat 2:25

1 year ago2:25

2:25

Share Your Thoughts With Me. And all of a sudden I'm a poet again One touch, a long hug and Something triggered something else And words turned into a verse No fear, no disdain No calamity in my brain No Consequences, no mistakes Even though terror swept through my veins I stop I look around I want more of your attention now, The curiosity about your hair, About that strange smile Multiplies ten-fold And knocks me out into the cold truth world Face to face again once more And as i wait about it i think What is it good for? Absolutely nothing for! Wanna hear it again? Absolutely nothing for! I am not yours and you aren't mine Each one near it's own kind Don't panic, this is not about you It's about me and my point of view A different style! And all of a sudden I'm a poet again One touch, a long hug and Something triggered something else And words turned into a verse No fear, no disdain No calamity in my brain No Consequences, no mistakes Even though terror swept through my veins I stop I look around I want more of your attention now, The curiosity about your hair, About that strange smile Multiplies ten-fold And knocks me out into the cold truth world Face to face again once more And as i wait about it i think What is it good for? Absolutely nothing for! Wanna hear it again? Absolutely nothing for! I am not yours and you aren't mine Each one near it's own kind Don't panic, this is not about you It's about me and my point of view A different style! A world imagined 2 pints of beer You ruined the magic Now it's a story of if's And could'as and should'as And Buddhas As if we were saints And the unbalanced ruined us But the truth is simple As i know it always to be I made a mistake and So did she Have you ever made a mistake? Have you ever... Lost a friend... For the one next door? Have you ever gained respect When you should've lost it Have you ever dodged a bullet When you didn't even ask for it... Written, Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
Desiderata by MAX EHRMANN 2:47

1 year ago2:47

2:47

Share Your Thoughts With Me. Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment, it is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be. And whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy. Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
Invictus BY WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY 0:57

1 year ago0:57

0:57

Share Your Thoughts With Me. Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds and shall find me unafraid. It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul. Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani…

Artipod - a poem's journey

1
Disconnected 2:10

1 year ago2:10