Wednesday, December 28, 2011


How many empty pages you have in your diary?
Some has been written
but the time conceal all with its fog
until we forgot what we want to say
Some are left incomplete
because we didn't find anymore words
some are tore apart
and others are wet with tears
but I have still
many pages left to write
many shots left to shoot!
Many tears left to cry
many lines full of joy
many fullstops full of sorrow.

© Diana Mistera  28.12.2011

Sunday, December 25, 2011


Hallo my fallen angel
where have you gone?
Living me alone with all.
at the end of this
I will anyway stand at your grave
with the promises I have made
dissemble myself in the foolish parade
to stop this masquerade
with all my tears hidden,
for another million years.

© Diana Mistera 25.12.2011

Thursday, November 17, 2011


Comeback my fallen star
because every dawn you get more lost
Bind me with your grace
enchant me
show me your brightness
stop getting lost in the emptyness.
Comeback my little sun
when the winter is gone
the snow too come undone.

© Diana Mistera 2011

Sunday, November 06, 2011


You seemed in your stillness
to be as fragile as an empty shell.
I become accustomed
to the new limits
and limits define
everything once again.

We are illusions
of what is mortal,
The world is the illusion
of what could be.
The stage is an illusion
of what is real
is a big theatre

© Diana Mistera somewhere in 2005 from my first anthology WINGLESS

Sunday, October 09, 2011


Is always by night that
the memories live a neverending rewind
that brutally is driven away without mercy
by the light of the dawn
leaving that familiar emptyness full of tears
and the dispair never shouted.
I am thinking about you my love
and the night bring me your words.
I want to frozen those shadows and echos
and vanishing forever in the night.

© Diana Mistera 2011

Sunday, October 02, 2011


Outside the gates of heaven
we stand and understand
that it is not our place.
With our broken hearts
we didn't see the danger
and now all the tears we cried
are those stones under our feets
the words not spoken are the chains
around our wrists.
I didn't give up to your love
I loved you all the time
and fought the cruel reality of your blindness
with all my love letters drawing
in the long forgotten sea.

© Diana Mistera 2011

Sunday, September 25, 2011


I am the fallen
you are what my desires enclosed
some tears will never fall
some words will never be spoken.
Read within my poetry
those words builded those chords
of the song that you have never sang
whatever walked in my heart
it singing alone this song to you.

© Diana Mistera 25.09.2011

Sunday, September 04, 2011


A beauty taint of sadness you appear on the stage
every breath you take is a falling chord
every note you sing is a lament painted with beauty
and it pierced me
before vanished in the shifted sands of time.
And I stay still
looking at you
and all those invisible broken mirrors
waiting a signal from the oblivion
with the old uncertainties
that like blades
stab me every twilight.

© Diana Mistera 2011

Thursday, September 01, 2011


Forever is a word that means more than people think
so deep the meaning
that embrace the eternity.

You say once
close your eyes in the night
call my name and I will be right by your side
lighting a candle calling your name
waiting that
you are somehow coming.

© Diana Mistera 2011

Tuesday, August 23, 2011


And again I fell in your trap
burlesque angel
with the fire of a demon
and the wounds started to burn again
while I am licking and taste them
I know
they are my friends and I need them
and I know also that
when I play with you I will be without an helmet
and when everything will  feel like nothing
will come my old and faithful  friend :
the pain.

© Diana Mistera 2011

Chisu -Sabotage-

Tuesday, August 16, 2011


Your glorious eyes

reflected the evil of a million yesterdays,

in front of me

an eternity of bliss,

a million lifetimes of pleassure

a torment forged by million deaths.

A forbidden dream

in which

all your secret desires

become exciting possibilities

and your voice

the scream of my consciousness.

© Diana Mistera 16.08.2011

Thursday, August 04, 2011


Well I have been quite silent lately...the reason is simple. The last months the inspiration came in italian so if you are interested in my italian poems you will find them soon in my other page

In the meanwhile I have worked to another short story.

And I am glad to announce you that we will start the first work session for the translation of my italian poems into finnish language, saturday 13.08.2011 in Turku. Fingers crossed!!!

This is it for now.
Diana Mistera

Tuesday, August 02, 2011


I am so in love with this song... I can't get out it of my head!
I love this one Lauri, very much good job! :)

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

My Book!

Hallo at all!
here is the page where you can find my book "Il Signore delle Ombre".
Is a a short novel and is in italian language.
Within 6-8 weeks it will be available in all the on line shops as Amazon.
I want to thank all those friends whose have been near me during the work at this book! Thank you! you know who you are! :)

Sunday, June 05, 2011


Every moment that has existed

and will exist

is hanging there,

above, beyond, within the time

every thought, every memory, every life.

We had gone by many names,

no matter which one we are using now

what matter is the memory,

your memory,

because I have already remembered all.

© Diana Mistera 5.6.2011

Thursday, May 05, 2011

Il Signore delle Ombre - Diana Mistera-

Hello at all!

My first novel is out now! You can find it in just write:

Diana Mistera "Il Signore delle Ombre",  or the Lulu button up on the left: click there and you will be transerred to the page where you can order it.

Or click in the title of this post and it will link you straight to the page .

The novel is in italian language.

Contact me, if you have questions!

Thanx a lot!

Friday, April 01, 2011


Don’t be afraid when comes the dawn

you know for sure

the night will always fall.

At the moonlight

we dance our ball

not hearing the final call

echoing in the dance hall.

© Diana Mistera 31.3.2011

Saturday, March 12, 2011


It's late and I wanted to sleep
but here I am staring at the empty cieling
thinking where my time has gone...
I dreamt long
oh yes I have always wanted to be
one of those perfect shapes inside the kaleidoscope
as beutyful as enigmatic.
One of those circles and squares,
or those stars and flowers
or those black shadows with brilliant highlights.
But most of all
I just wanted to be something
so radiant and perfect.
But I am human,
and I wonder about the life and the death.
Time don't fear the Reaper
nor the sun, either the moon
Why I just can't be like they are?
Romeo and Juliet are toghether in eternity
and are eternally alive in the infinite.
Consuming their tragedy
they have redifined the happines
sealed a silent everlating pact.
I am still staring at the empty cieling
and I am going to chase my ghost tonight
and when he will come
so proud and beautyful
I am going to ask him something
that will last forever.
© Diana Mistera 2011

Tuesday, March 01, 2011


When you are giving up
and all your dreams will die
feel me,
In the pain and in the fear,
I will be the last hope of your heart,
the shining star
you sight every night
whispering your wishes
before closing yur eyes.
I will be the sweet poison
the obsession,
the last flash in your mind
the one who will dry your tears
after you have cried
I am the little light
that still burns in you, deep inside.

© Diana Mistera 2011

Sunday, January 30, 2011






© Diana Mistera 2011