Boundaries

The sleep is my friend
dreams are those boundaries
that marked my wounds
accepting those unwelcomed guests
bent into nightmares.

The memory
is slumbing with me,
with its bitter sharpness,
there,
where your whispers are the sweetest curse
and the greatest gift.
There,
where my soul took this sweetest death
along with the bond.

© Diana Mistera 2009

Apprehension

You are so beutiful

that looking at you is so painful.
And,
there is no place for words
for this sublime misery.

Across the centuries you fly,
enchanting me with your smile,
and I am, but a mortal woman.

Time is dreadding me,

but you,

audacious angel,

you've putted your mark

upon my soul,

and nothing is left now than,

counting the lines on my face

admiring your perfectness

crying at my lameness.

© Diana Mistera 2009

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Tragedy

Sleep heaven sleep
my lover is not ready yet,
although we crawl in despair
pretending to cease the pain
so our life will be not invain,
drinking each others tears
we fool our fears.

Guarding each others souls
two fallen angels
carring their silent thorns.
Waiting the sweetest eternal night,
two souls with everything yet to be said.

I beg in the night,
to hold you tight to step in the light
belonging forever 
is our bittersweet delight.

© Diana Mistera 2009

Dance

Dance all alone
to the light.
With tears that burning
I wave my goodbye
to the blind,
that never knew
how deep was my love.
Dancing, shredding tears of hope
with drops of hope,
I dance for you forevermore.

© Diana Mistera 2009

Sadness

My mind cross thousand times and lands
tasting the same cruel loneliness, that my eyes have not anymore tears to spread.
Memories never left me alone.
I was sent to keep his light,
to release his pain ,
to hide his heart,
to make him  remember the love,
that once shone in his eyes.
Let me fly now
where I belong
to be with him forevermore.
© Diana Mistera 2009

Disclaimer

I don't usually like do this, but is important for me and my "art".
And is also a way to save my works.
I just remind all visitros that all these poems are mine, and they are copyrighted, and steal them is not only a sort of not respect for me as poet , but also out of law.
Most of them are already published in books and official anthologies,and those that are not are already part of the archieve from my next book.

Rememeber all rights are reserved © Diana Mistera and of the edit company ©Locopress

The Shadow

I’m chasing my shadow
hoping it will combine togther
in balance with the whole my inner being,
scared and terrified,
I just look it walked.

The moon turned to blood
and like the virgin blood to a vampire
was impossible to resistand I was like a mute howl,
doomed, desperating cry
at the black sky.

© Diana Mistera 2009

The Seeker

Try to run away
from the time I have wasted
walking thousand banquets
drinking all the wine without taste it.

I will find your face
although I have to scroll thousands masquerades.
You can hide behind the colours
but your soul unties will arise,
beyond all faceless imitators.

In my blood your memory has been tainted
blessed, wicked imprinted.
Nights get longer and colder
and at the dawn with my unshed tears
I beg to be the lover,
and not the fear.

© Diana Mistera 2009

Mirror

Sinking into a mirror,
leaving scars on its surface,
I see the world change
at every move of my face.

Walking on its cold structure,

captured in a fracture
turning a white marble sculpture
knowing not,
what has become of me.

© Diana Mistera 2009

Undress Silence

The moon shone cold in the deep sky,
nights and days bleeded together.
I longed for love,
but that sweet oblivion
was not to be mine yet.

With your scent you awoke my deepest sin,
and now
for my lust I haunt the night
and for my dreams
I behold to life.

© Diana Mistera 2009

Dragon

You,
with your ardent beauty,
a distant shiver the heaven scent,
dragon kiss in the fire strorm.

Then snow on my lips,
and the emptiness hit me
in an endless nightmare.

Someday,
I will feed from you,
drink your venom,
and through your memories
I will reborn.

Your ashes are mine,
like mine are yours.
Just give to me
the sweetest death
and never think again,
give it, now for forever.

© Diana Mistera 2009

Glow

On our bodies we share the same scar
something that we can’t grant.
This love...
moth to the flame,
inflame
in the perpetual fire,
burned to ashes
raise from the dusts
scarlet secret with crimson veil,
ancient sin,
eternal entwined within.

© Diana Mistera 2009


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FORTESS

Looking in your eyes
there is no better place to hide
you are my angel and you are saving me again.

Your blood is running through me
filling the scars that have been caused
guiding me back to my immortal love,
the only one I trust,and I always will.

I sleep and wait
covering my bleeding heart
with this shield I have built
to keep it warm and alive for you.

I'm waiting you to come,
so sweet and cruel
and
safe in my fortress.
You know you can hide there
nobody will find you.

Sleep well my sweetheart
the night is waiting,
and I am coming
surrounding you with my grace,
covering you with my veil.

© Diana Mistera 2009

GUESS THE NAME

I would like to say, i did this poem as a litterature experiment, but it came quite good so i have putted as a poem...just remeber those lines thanx.

GUESS THE NAME

Vanish venerable Venus,
vain vision,
Virgin violated,
versatile victory,
velvet vermillion veil,
vampire's vital vertigo.

Icy- blue idol,
idolized impetuously.

If impure impulse
impudently
increased incriminate incubus,
is implacable lament
infinitely impersonate.

Lacerate lyrics,
last landless language.

Ladylike labyrint,
lured luxurious lust.

Locked lost,
living letters,
left lacuna lapid.

Each edge,
erased erotic ethos;
ejaculates elegiac elements,
even enclosed empty empathy.
Endless extasy
echoed electric eclipses
everlasting evaneshent eternity.

© Diana Mistera 2009

BLOODLUST

Born in the silence,
buried in the sands of time,
there is an hidden flame
that yet has to be seen,
the fire within.

The sweet taste of your crimson blood
the bittersweet taste of an ancient power
Give it to me for my lust.

Come, come closer to me,
my bloodlust is craving for you.
Will you be forever mine?

But, beware
to never wish of it,if you will be reached by the wisdom
of those that once failed to become immortals.

© Diana Mistera 2009