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Unnoscriptd Open Mic - don
a contemporary poetry music video
06.09.2025
Premieres on YouTube
#UnnoscriptdOpenMic #simplidon #don #ContemporaryPoetry #PoetryMusicVideo #SpokenWord #ExperimentalArt #EthiopianArtist
a contemporary poetry music video
06.09.2025
Premieres on YouTube
#UnnoscriptdOpenMic #simplidon #don #ContemporaryPoetry #PoetryMusicVideo #SpokenWord #ExperimentalArt #EthiopianArtist
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A Visual Poetry Music Video about cycles, struggle, and expression. A piece against silence, repetition, and the lies we live out.
Unnoscriptd Open Mic - by don
Watch Now on YouTube.
#UnnoscriptdOpenMic #simplidon #don #ContemporaryPoetry #PoetryMusicVideo #SpokenWord #EthiopianArtist
A Visual Poetry Music Video about cycles, struggle, and expression. A piece against silence, repetition, and the lies we live out.
Unnoscriptd Open Mic - by don
Watch Now on YouTube.
#UnnoscriptdOpenMic #simplidon #don #ContemporaryPoetry #PoetryMusicVideo #SpokenWord #EthiopianArtist
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But most of the time, I just become too afraid to say anything because I know the gods are listening, waiting patiently to tempt me, to put my words to a test, just for their amusement. What if I don’t say it the right way? What if I play with words wrong and cast a shadow spell so long, I curse myself and us?
So I let a breath out, hoping the same gods that guided our paths to one another will be the veil I hide behind to pray my symphony to you, my love.
My mind is always contemplating how to bring you peace, in a desperate attempt to give closure to my heart that beats to the rhythm of your name; as if there were only one stem of statice left in the world, restless to find it and bring it to you as a sacrifice, to grow in the garden of our future and make many.
I wake every morning gloomy, until you set me free with your voice that suddenly makes me aware of the sunlight on my skin, even under a clouded sky. When your soft hands lock with mine, my wandering mind stops making aimless footsteps and stands in peace. I can feel my dulled-out heart soften at the call of your name, as if it had found its religion.
Your gentleness reminds me how crude I’ve been with myself, and I ask and know that I did nothing good enough to deserve you.
My gift, My heart, My warrior, My queen, My water-bearer mending my thoughts…With you, every day has a good morning, afternoon, and night.
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But most of the time, I just become too afraid to say anything because I know the gods are listening, waiting patiently to tempt me, to put my words to a test, just for their amusement. What if I don’t say it the right way? What if I play with words wrong and cast a shadow spell so long, I curse myself and us?
So I let a breath out, hoping the same gods that guided our paths to one another will be the veil I hide behind to pray my symphony to you, my love.
My mind is always contemplating how to bring you peace, in a desperate attempt to give closure to my heart that beats to the rhythm of your name; as if there were only one stem of statice left in the world, restless to find it and bring it to you as a sacrifice, to grow in the garden of our future and make many.
I wake every morning gloomy, until you set me free with your voice that suddenly makes me aware of the sunlight on my skin, even under a clouded sky. When your soft hands lock with mine, my wandering mind stops making aimless footsteps and stands in peace. I can feel my dulled-out heart soften at the call of your name, as if it had found its religion.
Your gentleness reminds me how crude I’ve been with myself, and I ask and know that I did nothing good enough to deserve you.
My gift, My heart, My warrior, My queen, My water-bearer mending my thoughts…With you, every day has a good morning, afternoon, and night.
❤️
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A ridiculously late post, now just a little reminder of a special moment in my life. I wanted to share a story through the art of letting go, unlearning, and exploring parts of life we don’t always understand.
My last EP, Ecclesiastes, was a success, definitely not in the market, but in my heart. It was a way to make sense of uncertainty, find small moments of meaning, and put a piece of my journey into music. I’m very proud of it and hope to make more like it. Looking back, this piece was a tribute to finding meaning in unexpected places, embracing life’s uncertainties, and feeling gratitude for a chapter of my life I once overlooked. It helped me make peace with the lessons, the confusion, and the moments I thought I didn’t understand , a single chapter reminded me of my growth and lifted a weight I didn’t know I was carrying.
These pictures remind me of the love and support from the people around me, you all keep me inspired, motivated, and grateful.
I love each and every one of you. 💜
My last EP, Ecclesiastes, was a success, definitely not in the market, but in my heart. It was a way to make sense of uncertainty, find small moments of meaning, and put a piece of my journey into music. I’m very proud of it and hope to make more like it. Looking back, this piece was a tribute to finding meaning in unexpected places, embracing life’s uncertainties, and feeling gratitude for a chapter of my life I once overlooked. It helped me make peace with the lessons, the confusion, and the moments I thought I didn’t understand , a single chapter reminded me of my growth and lifted a weight I didn’t know I was carrying.
These pictures remind me of the love and support from the people around me, you all keep me inspired, motivated, and grateful.
I love each and every one of you. 💜
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