Saturday, October 21, 2023

...

I turn my eyes and count to seven

angels cry at every corner

while love is beaten from the pain and fear

love letters travelling into thousands bites

losing their power when reached the screen.

Words don't find the lonely hearts

that are alive only in a artificial dreams

made of pulses and wires.


© Diana Mistera somewhere around the Universe








Monday, February 13, 2023

GHOST

I am looking at you form far away

and not feeling you anymore.

You look back at me

but those eyes are from a stranger.

All the tears I have cried

 all the sleepless nights 

distorted lullabies buried in too many whys.

And time goes by and purged.

The heart and soul heals

and I now continue my journey alone

but not lonely.

I turn for a moment and

you are like a distorted mirage

under an ash rain

I am hearing the whispers

and all I can see is a phantom

that no longer haunts me.


© Diana Mistera 13.02.2023






Tuesday, October 11, 2022

DARK

It feels that everything, just turn in the other way

Hopes left the place to what I feared most

my heart once fulfilled with love

now bitterly turned to stone.

Signs and synchronicity I cursed

there was a time I  had believed in them

and to heartache is where they had led.

My laughter turned into a grin

my dreams slowly died.

Lights faded away

the darkest hour of the soul was roaring

facing my darkest day.

Ice cold truth, pierced my heart and eyes

the veil fell down

and every joyful memory

became a pain inside.

I looked at you, from within the mirror

and

what the mirror was reflecting 

was a stranger I wished I had never known

or loved.


© Diana Mistera 11.10.2022




Friday, July 08, 2022

THE DEATH OF A PHOENYX

 It's a bitter taste what you gave me

Too many wounds, taste of rust in my mouth.

Too many holes have borne my heart

Too much damage and now,

It hurts every time I breathe.

I took the step with my eyes shut

Like The Fool

And fell down

laughing at the empty space.

I can do nothing now to change it

I shattered myself open

Just to read each of my scars.

There are million ways to die

Mine was a twisted frame

As known as love.

My broken wings, I carry fiercely

They will rise me every time

Once you born Phoenix,

You die Phoenix

reborn from the ashes 

to live as stardust.


© Diana Mistera 08.07.2022









Saturday, June 25, 2022

IMAGINE ME, IMAGINE YOU

A love that is lost 

leave the place from another to be found

There are tears

There are fears

There is longing

There is the memory

There is struggle and again fear.

Do you want to stay in this prison forever

locked in this fortress you've build around yourself,

imprisoned?

Self destruction I must say, this too is a choice.

Life is just but a dream within a dream 

 running in fast forward mode, 

out of our hands in a blink of an eye.

Now, stop and...

imagine me, imagine you

fractions of the eternity.

Imagine you, imagine me

leaves carried around by the wind.

Imagine me, imagine us

butterflies flying from flower to flower

Imagine us...

Landing in the most beautiful one, to die.

 © Diana Mistera  25.06.2022



Friday, June 10, 2022

TELL ME...

I'm staring in the void

I can't see clear but I feel

I feel you

I don't know why am I crying

I hold on you, at what I believe of us

but I can't hear your voice anymore, 

I hear nothing from you, to break this heavy silence

and most of the nights I wake up crying

wondering why, what has happened to us?

I know it wasn't just me the one who felt the pull

For the last two years, you've drifted away from me

blocked somewhere where I cannot reach you the way I used to.

I'm so confused, disenchanted.

Have you left the path? 

What's the reason?

Tell me why should I still believe.

© Diana Mistera 10.06.2022




Wednesday, June 01, 2022

STILL WATERS ARE DEEP

I feel the sacred togetherness

but I see estrangement

and everything looks still.

In a world of illusion 

you have to believe what you feel

and I feel us.

Flow my child flow a voice echoing

I flew and time went by 

and deeper into the oblivion I went.

Believe my child, believe, a voice whispered

still waters run deep.


© Diana Mistera 01.06.2022