HAPPY NEW YEAR!

I hope you will write to me
someday
So I will finally know
I haven't spilled
my blood invain.

© Diana Mistera 31.12.2013

SLEEPLESS NIGHT

Another sleepless night
staring at the starless sky
I am hidden behind the red curtains
and, even  the rhythm of my heartbeat
is making to much noise.
Beat my heart and bleed
there are no winners tonight
in this battlefield
you, with all your riddles
and question marks
are leading the assault squad
ignoring
I am already on my knees
with the white flag.

© Diana Mistera  30.12.2013 around 03.23

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RUNOKOHTAUS & SIVUVALO

Hallo everybody!
Wendsday is near. Hope to see you at the Arkadia International Bookshop of Helsinki.
This event is an important one because Runokohtaus and Sivuvalo are together to share with you poetry.

Follow the link to get more info. RUNOKOHTAUS & SIVUVALO


Welcome!!!
Wendsday 11.12.2013, Akadia international Bookshop, from 18.00 to 20.00.

Temple of the King - Ritchie Blackmore's Rainbow Live 1995

SIN

The ancient serpent sealed the original sin
willing preyes we have been
in the name of the sweetest dream.
Demonised  by divine insights
blinded we believed
the everlasting love.
In eternal isolation
we perpetually seek
for each others eyes
knowing not that eternity
will make us fall apart
lost, in the circles of the merciless time.

© Diana Mistera 4.12.2013

ARKADIA INTERNATIONAL BOOKSHOP 11.12.2013

Hallo my friends!
11.12.2013, in Arkadia International Bookshop (18-20) Runokohtauksia and Sivuvalo.
Both are projects that work with writers in another languages than Finnish or Swedish. 
I am in there, if you pass by come...itwill be a good experience I am sure!

Welcome, tervetuloa.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY VLAD !
TO ME YOU WILL ALWAYS BE VLAD.
Lux

SWEET MEMORIES

And yes...I like always to remember this day...the first reason is that is the birthday of my dad...and the other reason is this...and the chain of  events that this meeting brought to my life....

Firenze, Tenax 21.11.2001

THERE ARE MANY WAYS TO DIE

Once one told me

there are many ways to die

you should have warned me

when I saw you the first time.

Memories floated

long way behind

I have crossed centuries

I had pass the line.

A strange confusion

faked those illusions

make me forget all the disillusions.

There are many ways to die

love, was mine.

Nights without lights

lights with no soul

a heart made of stone

went lost on the road

costantly filling it

with too many gravestones.

 

© Diana Mistera 18.11.2013

 

 

NEWS

Hallo dearies!
November has just started, so will start also my practice at the hotel Vaakuna of Hämeenlinna for five weeks, but also another date has been added to my calendar, indeed Tuesday 4th of Novembre I will be to an Happening that will take place in Helsinki at the Villa Kiveen, Linnunlauluntie 8, from 2 o'clock to 4 o'clock, alas 14.00- 16.00. I will read my poems of course, and I will be there with Runokohtaus project.
The name of the event is "MINÄKIN OLEN SUOMALAINEN KIRJAILIJA".
Welcome and hope to see you there!!!

BELOVED EMPTYNESS

Looking out of the window

while it's raining

counting every heartache

in each drop of rain

while my tears

still keep falling on the floor.

My heart is gasping

at the memory of your lovely smile

that used to be, only mine.

I am crumblig

out of the shadows

only to run back in there.

This emptyness I hoped to be gone

but its pain is keeping this love forever alive.

I don't know what I am feeling

is it the sense of cold of the grave

or is it only the edge of the black hole

where I am running straight onto

knowing that

I always find you at the end of the tunnel.

© Diana Mistera 2.11.2013

 

 

Alphaville - Flame (Live) (Memory Chris)

To you eternal stranger!

...I've been walking
I've been walking in the rain
When the angel of my intuition whispered hello
Well I was quite surprised to face
That kind of incarnation
Love comes always unexpected
Love strikes blind and undirected ...

Marian Gold

NO TITLE

In front of me dying the agony

behind the curtain it was you

whom arised from the ashes

giving me

one more reason to believe

there has always been light

at the end of the darkness.

The mirror is broken

doesn't give me anymore

the beauty of a lie

I see instead

how the truth is crackling

with its many faces.

© Diana Mistera 17.10.2012

 

 

NO HELLDONE FOR ME THIS YEAR

Hallo dearies!
I was listening a recent interview to Ville, in which he said that probably as tradition, they will do Helldone also this year, and I have already decided I will not go neither if I will get the tickets as present.
Nothing against nobody, but I have other priorities for the 2014, first of all there will be the 30 years Alphaville party and I will go, it will take place, maybe, in Paris, so finally I will have the opprtunity also to visit this wonderful city and to see marian and Friends that I have missed so much.

The other priority is Vaja con Dios, that we, me and my sweetheart, hope will make a date that we can easily reach , Riga is the option, if they won't come in Helsinki.

So, NO HELLDONE FOR ME THIS YEAR! AND IF YOU READ THIS POST YOU KOW  THERE ARE OTHER REASONS TOO, THAT I WON'T EXPLAIN IN HERE.

FALL

Around the universe

our roles are switched

and I am wondering

if you are counting the dead leaves.

Soft rain is falling

and in front of me a yellow carpet

has been unroll by the Fall

but it takes to nowhere

beside a tombstone

I look at the trees

they are waiting to freeze.

The silence is biting

leaving space only

to a leaf that is fading.

Ghosts are whispering,

why nobody is coming.

A lonesome bird is guarding

a stone that no longer

is remembered.

© Diana Mistera 12.10.2013

 

 

UPDATES

HALLO EVERYBODY!
I am back from Turku, well I have been already one week, but only tonight I have found the time to update this page.
The exprience was good.
With me were many poets: Juha Kulmala, Asko Lehtonen, Sami Liuhto, Chiman Karim, Tomi Parkko, Veera Vähämaa. We have had 10 minutes each one and everything went well.
I admit I was quite excited , it was one of th bigger evets which I have took part.
More are to comes, next stop will be Helsinki the 11.12 at the international bookshop Arkadia, i will update with the program as soon as I have it!

TURUN KANSAINVÄLISTEN KIRJAMESSU-INTERNATIONAL BOOK EXIBITION OF TURKU

Hallo to everybody,
I will have a  reading session at the International Book Exibition in Turku  next sunday 6.10.2013 with the project Runokohtaus, I will read some of my poems. The reading will take place in the Runohuone from 10.30, the reading of Runokohtaus will start at  15.30.
Welcome and hope to see you there!
HERE  you find the program.

MY NAME IS NOBODY

Welcome invisible
give your farwell
to the platform of the fame
nobody will listen to you
neither your best friend
the scream.
Welcome to the world of nothingness
where the humming machines
have more voice than yours.
Welcome to those
who wanted to listen
but they born deaf.
Welcome to those that wanted to see
but they born blind.
Welcome to all those phantoms
that creeping and cry
but are not able to fly.
Welcome to all the scum
that the world is giving you for sale
nobody will be interested on your tale.
I welcome you all
with the smile on my face.
My name is Nobody
and my voice is unhearable.

© Diana Mistera 21.09.2013

TAITEIDEN YÖ

Hallo to everybody!
As you knew I have had a reading at the Taiteiden Yö in Hämeenlinna, last friday .
The reading went well, I was, of course, excited because the hometown is always the hometown, so the pressure was high but, all went well although the timetables were not that suitable.
As the name tell it was meant to be "the night of the arts", but our reading starts at 15.30 and many people that were interested to come to hear us, were still working. I have get many emails in which many told me to be sorry to have been not be able to come because they were still at work and was a little shame that our reading was that earlier.

But, beside this, I was happy to be part of it, I have met beautyful people and other artits that like me are strangers in this strange land and quite often, especially in this town, quite invisible, we had quite interesting talking after the readings and..let's see if the talking will turn into something real and concrete.

What I have noticed and some of the audience too, was that many adults,the audience of the guests that were before us, were quite noisy when they left, well is true..for me that I was the first to read and open our readings felt like a lack of respect, not because I feel to be the best of the best, but just because they were quite unrespectful to leave the room talking , laughing and moving the chairs while a person ( in that case was me) was introducing our "space" and read my works.
But it was a start, I don't want to spoil this experience because it was anyway a good one, and a learning one.

The next happening will be the Kirja Messu in Turku, for me the 6th of October at 15.30 with Runokohtaus. I will update the happening as soon as I get the final info with the program.

See you next time!

LOVE, PREJUDICE...AND PRIDE

Is true, we were meant to find each others

and this took me by surpraise,

and how unfair were the eyes,

when they laid thy sight into each others,

and unfair became then the fate.

As I stepped backward

I realized what I couldn't ignored

and what has  frightened me, even more.

I compelled myself

to stay in the shadows

there for you, and you only

waiting to be  found again

now that I am aware

that the beauty was not what divided

but the fear, the prejudice and the  pride.

© Diana Mistera 21.8.2013

 

 

KNOWING NOT....

The first time my eyes met yours

everything of you was charming

your eyes, your sight your smile

then I saw how the pain changed you

I saw no more that light

and I miss it so much.

Your lips are smiling

but your eyes are showing

what lie beneath that smile

only to those that are capable

to understand, the pain of the soul.

I realized how deep

this love has grown

knowing not

it could be that painful

knowing not

if it will stop growing someday

knowing not

if you are passing on this way

knowing only

nothing will change anyway.

 

 

© Diana Mistera 15.08.2013

CHANGES

Hallo to everybody!
This is a period of changes, and like every change there is the bad side and the good side of it.

I have to decide if I will add in this blog also my personal things and xperiences, because of course I don't write everyday poems or stories so, to make this blog work better I should add something else and why not more personal things? So you readers will get to know me better, but we'll see...

For the moment I can say to you that I am getting very interested in tarots reading and I found a wonderful deck that I love so much and I am learning...

Artistically, the big day is approaching: my first reading in my hometown, Hämeenlinna, for the night of the art.
I will be from 15.30 to 16.30 at the main library, with others 2 poets, we will have all 20 minutes each and I will be the first; come to listen  and to say me hallo!

For more informations you can read HERE there is also english language.

The whole program you find in HERE and it is only in finnish language.

WELCOME AND SEE YOU THERE!!!

DREAMS ARE THE FALLEN ANGELS' WINGS

I have been dashed

onto a long journey

and exhausted I fell

thinking all my dreams have died.

Suddenly I was lift up

when I couldn't neither crawl.

Your soft touch became stronger

and your voice whispered

”never give up on your dreams

they are your wings

spread them wide

against the fear,

you never know when illusions become real”

I knew you were there

in some kind of shape

I needed to find and recognize you.

© Diana Mistera 6.8.2013

 

THE MIRROR

*(part.2: am I dreaming or am I awake?)

The mirror was there

and as I approached, it sucked me.

I whirled like in a black hole

leaving behind me, only pale reflections.

Willing prey of this untamed dream

longing, for more to achieve.

Right there you were 

the tainted dreamer

you called me knowing

I was the eternal seeker.

The darkness faded

everything has changed with the slight movement of my face

leaving me wondering

if we waere trapped in the same,complex structure

or if I was meant to be only

the silent watcher.

 

© Diana Mistera 3.8.2013

 

 

 

THE LAST CRUISE

The light was fading

and the darkness surrounded me

lost and lonely

my soul was in chain

in what this body contained

looking at the empty shrine, invain.

Death also surrounded me

with hundred of souls

coming back from the journay

where the final stop was

the boat with Charon at its wheel:

the last cruise begin.

Tears of loss, tears of pain,

the silent scream, the final hail.

© Diana Mistera 30.7.2013

 

 

HOVERER

Is one of those periods

in which I don't know

where I belong

 

so I try to fix everything beside myself.

I turn off the lights

in searching for your shadow

you are not there to confort me this time

I am with myself

fighting with my feelings

loosing again

while tears are falling from my eyes.

I would like to say  to you sorry

sorry because one time I hated you

and now I am crying reading at your words

 

cradled, hovered in this hurricane of chords

 

whipped from what have always scared me most.

 

In late again I have lost the chance

and have to wait the train to pass again on my way

counting the years in every single tear.

 

© Diana Mistera 16.7.2013

DREAM

Your soul was attached at you with every single cell
and at the universe with every single atom.
You were singing or maybe screaming
the invisible pain that you are carrying
It was a bright light that it diffused
but it has a worried sight on you
like one of those celestial beings
that try to talk unheard.
You look strong as much as weak
and as fast as the light moved
I realized I was looking a picture.
An eternal memory frozen
of an unspeackable anguish
whispered only at the moon.

© Diana Mistera 10.7.2013

NEWS!!!

Hallo there!
Summer has started although today is again raining. I have been working at my novel and as you have seen also to poetry.
I am happy to announce that my next event will be in my Finnish hometown Hämeenlinna.
I will partecipate at the Kirjan Yö  and I will be with other 2 poets from 15.30 to 16.30 and the main library reading my poems and talking about Runokohtaus.
Please welcome, and come to greet me!

The program you will find in HERE

See you there and keep on reading ..:)))

MIDNIGHT MEDITATIO

Sometimes I  feel like riding a serpent that move in circles;
I must be sure to keep riding the side where it won't bite me and,
knowing when is time to jump off and start to run.

© Diana Mistera 8.7.13

 

 

 

 

FEELING LIKE ORPHEUS

...I open my eyes
and only the feeling of your kiss
was left on my lips
while the devoid surrounded me
with the bright memory of a dream...


© Diana Mistera 7.7.2013 "Orpheus"

MOURNING

I lighted a candle

it will show your way up

don't worry,

everything will be alright.

Don't be afraid of the dark

don't scared the cold

I am escorting you with my prayers

stay with me until they will come to take you.

You left your weak and old shell

now you will be free and strong again.

A light is approaching

don't be afraid, don't be scared

they are coming to take you home.

I weep in silence

you are gone now

in a whisper lies, my last goodbye.

 

 

© Diana Mistera 28.6.2013

In loving memory of my Grandad.

 

 

I WISH UPON A STAR

Sometimes happen that you wake up several days with a melody in your head that you can't take it out neither if you listen at it.
Usually with other songs once I listened to them,  the obsession and the craving vanish...but with this one not...I could listen forever  this song repeatetly and  never get bored or annoyed.

Is one of the most beutyful songs that Ville Valo has written until now, but he has never sing it live complete, not from when I started  to follow them , the year 2001 and, everytime I listen to it I think is a shame because is so deep and beutyful that a concert with this song in the set list will be unforgettable, at least for me...
So, although in this period here in Finland you don't see a star in the sky because the night doesn't fall into the dark like in other countries, and although could be possible to see stars only at 1 or 2 in the morning, not even then so clear like from my balcony in Tuscany, I wish  upon a star, that somewhere is falling to make this my wish come true, like has happened with all the others...Please put this song back in the set list for a while...you will not regert it!

The lyrics are by Ville Valo, I guess when he was reading the Dracula of Bram Stocker he wrote this...:)

I'VE CROSSED OCEANS OF WINE TO FIND YOU

There was a time when I
Could breath my life into you
One by one your pale fingers
Started to move
And I touched your face
And all death was erased
And you smiled like an angel
Fallen from heaven, oh -
Just to be lifted up again, ohh

And you kissed my lips
With those once cold fingertips
You brought me back to life
And all things come to an end
We don't have to pretend
Slowly we fall asleep
And never wake up again, oh oh ohh

We're so Christ like
So lifelike
Vampire Christ

We're so lifelike
So Christlike
Vampire Christ

In the grace
Of our love
We writhe in pain
And death is not far away
And soon we'll sleep
And never wake up again

shhh...

There was a time when I
Could breathe my life
Into you
And all things come to an end, oh
We all have to pretend
Slowly we fall asleep

And we're Christlike
So lifelike
A Vampire Christ

We're so lifelike
So Christlike
A Vampire Christ



And here you can listen the song....

SUMMER SOLSTICE

The summer has started

with her darkless nights

the heart ache at the starless sky

where is impossible to throw a wish

but the moon will be there near the sun at midnight

finally together at least for few months.


All is quite like the death

in this ghost city

where also ghosts decided to run away.

The screams of the seagulls remind

that something is alive

and I am not only a silhouette

who is trying to escape

from a mute, black and white movie.


The last beer can, reached the others

that are dead too.

A lonesome dreamer

with rotten dreams.



© Diana Mistera 22.6.2013

WORLD VILLAGE - MAAILMA KYLÄSSÄ

Hallo everybody!
First of all I want to thank all those who came to listen Runomaailmaa at the Maailma Kylässä festival in Helsinki saturday. Has been for me a very nice day, and very good experience. I was there with the Runokohtaus project, and a special thanx goes to Terhi who has introduced us all, and Roxana Crisologo and all the wonderful people of the staff of Maailma Kylässä.

We have had 15 minutes each to read our poems, I red from the Runokohtaus project, so in italian and finnish language those poems:

• MASCHERA / SIVUROOLI
• CONFINI / KYNNYKSET

In english I red:

• ICARUS
• WINGLESS
• THIRST

in Italian I red:

• IBERNAZIONE

Thank you really much to all of you!

REMINDER

Hallo everybody!
as you already know, I will be at Maailma Kylässä festival ( World Village festival) in Helsinki saturday 25.5 reading with other international poets our poems.
I am very excited and I really hope it will be good weather!
Welcome and I will see you tere!

Maailma Kylässä Poetry World program


17.15–18.45  Alja Adam, Allahmoradi Mohammadamin (IRA), Ainhoa Gonzaléz (ESP), Diana Mistera (ITA), Andrei Karpin (RUS), Chiman Karim (IRQ) ja Hashim Matouq (IRQ)

My Eurovision n.1!

Wise moment or... Murphy law?

...

...There are those days in which
I would like to be nobody
to feel nothing
just stop existing the way I am existing now.

Great White Duke...

....First they give you everything that you want
Then they take back everything that you have
They live upon their feet and they die upon their knees
They can work with satan while they dress like the saints
They know god exists for the devil told them so
They scream my name aloud down into the well below...

The next day David Bowie

07.05.2013

And it is precisely the dawn with her touch that make the shadows loose their consistency that in the night wriggled in my dreams.

I cross the limbo with my usual uncertainty, right there, on the boderline between the reality and the dream I become insecure even of my senses, doubting the very existence of the world in which I am guest in this certain time range, unsure I am wondering if the night journey has not been nothing more than a glimpse of a parallel reality tied to my soul.
I feel you
the boundary between life and death is as thin as the needle that carve your skin.
I'm afraid that Charon endue by a sudden mercy, granted a last visit before carrying you in Hades.
I cannot breath
I feel suffocated
I cannot move or even get up.
I wait the awaking of the sun to challenge those loads that have collapased on me, remove those stones that are imobilazing me, drinking greedly the light, grab the memories, hoping that sometime I could be wrong.
I understand it was just a bad dream, finally I am free of the agony.
Welcome sun, welcome Light, release me from those horrible shadows that smell like sulphur.
I wish to be there while he is still asleep, whispering how much I love him in one of his dreams, enough to give the strenght he needs, to fight against his fiends.
Our souls are bounded by the same fate but condemned to reach each others only in dreams, shifting traces in an undisclosed reality.


© Diana Mistera 7.5.2013

BEST WISHES

Get well soon man and quit smoking! Don't you dare to scare us like this again! ;-)

Eat well, rest and fight! :-)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h5G0-nJtnjE&feature=youtu.be

THE FINAL REVELATION

And then...something that for 10 years you didn't find important suddenly unveal its mystery and you read between the lines the truth that for so many years you've looking for in the wrong places, obsessionally. There it was, right in front of you and has been there for 10 years in the shelf of the cds; finding out finally that you left a sign in that soul who marked with fire the bond with you before you believed in it.

I have get it now VLAD.

Foever yours,

Lux

Whose, nowadays, goes under the name of : Diana Mistera.

NEWS

hallo there!
I am so happy to announce that one of my poems has been published together with other poems of the Runokohtaus project, in the Pohjoinen Kulttuurilehti 2/2013 KALTIO: pag 29 Tuska, Diana Mistera and more to come...:) stay tuned :)

DREAM 29.4.13

I had a dream last night in which I felt that wonderful peace and happiness that was long time I haven't felt;  it was any important dream, it wasn't a meaningfull dream either, perhaps,  was a sequel of a dream I started some time ago.

You where in there, with your long curly  hair and those green eyes that killed me the first time I saw them, you were a teacher and I was a school girl, there were many other schoolgirls in the classroom I didn't know them, they were not familiar to me at all, but you were interacting mostly with me. The others blast their evil eyes on me, for no reason..maybe...or maybe they saw what was going on between us.

The first task you asked me to do was to draw a map, it was my way of seen Europe, it was an homework I haven't done so I was scared to disappoint you, but you reacted like nothing was forgotten and waited me to draw my map, looking at me deeply.
I took my pen and mark the boundaries of my map, I used the yellow pen; I was satisfiled, but it was a strange kind of map, you look at me, laughing sensually and said:
" you left France out from your map..."
"ha..." I answered laughing archnessly   " yes I did..."
You  looked at me with that sweetness you only have, gave me back my map with that kind of expression of knowing the reason why I did so...like if you were expecting just that kind of map from me...without France, for the reason that only you and me known.

I looked around the classroom searching for an approval, I met you before I was testing you, I needed to prove to myself, you remebered me;  many years have passed and I was in disguise anyway in that strange school. I felt you knew who I was, you were indeed favouring my game, we were so inharmony.
Your attention was only for me although you were a teacher in this strange class and I was pleased.

All in a sudden another thing cought your attention, there was a boy, so long dead in reality, he was really in my classroom when I was at my primary school, and I found this quite strange, what he was doing in there, but he didn't care about me or you, it was like a time cut has occoured in that strange universe bulid as a school. He was an outsider, and you didn't care about the other schoolgirls whose were seeking attention, you were wondering just like I did, why that boy was there; then you took
 my  book and you found a letter within the pages and asked me
" Can I?"
" Sure"
"what am I going to find in here?"
" nothing...only a picture...maybe..."

You opened the letter, it looked an old letter, those that were used many years ago when was necessary to send an International letter, because Europe didn't exist like it exist today, those white thin envelopes with blue and red stripes around; I sent a lot of these enevelopes, I had a lot of international pen friends, and I had grandparents in England and it seemed that like I told you, there was nothing in the envelope neither a picture but, you shaked it a little bit more and a picture came out.
" She is beautyful, really" you told me, and I smiled knowing that, of course she was beautyful, she was my mum...and then smiling at me with little bit of melancoly you continued
" just like you..and blonde, like you were the first time..."
you didn't give me back the letter and neither the picture, I won, you remebered me.

A sudden warm I felt in my heart, and I woke up wanting to continue this dream that left me so wonderful warm feeling inside but, the sun was already coming up, and the clock was going to ring in a moment...
I remained with this wonderfull feeling of you, recorgnizing me, without I told you who I was really... hoping that it was true.

INTERCOURSE

I penetrate your soul

bleeding through your dreams

soothe your wounds

shattering your broken wings

chasing the serpent weeping

riding your core until

you'll screming lust

gasping in the emptyness

kissing the void left

before disappearing

in the mist of a dream unfinished.

© Diana Mistera 23.04.2013

*inspired by Angel of Depeche Mode Delta Machine

 

 

NEWS

Hallo everybody!
Finally I have great news, I will be with other poets of the Runokohtaus project at this festival, the 25.5.
Read the program, and come to enjoy ! See you there!

Maailma Kylässä World Village festival

FACELESS

The reflection goes by on a mirror

and fall  apart while its surface crackles.

We all had our part in this play

we build lies and start to believe in them

 we change masks hoping to stay hidden

until we die.

We re-define the character that fit better

creating an artificial happiness

the fairy tale we almost believe in

only to make the poison of the life less bitter

and the death tread slower.

Drunked on  tears

words came alive on the blurred  screen.

When will we decide to throw away all our  masks

 stop playing  roles and be finally FACELESS

trapped in these dreams of  eternal love?

© Diana Mistera 19.04.2013

ASHES ( TOT )

Every love begin and end with a kiss
soft like velvet
painful as a dagger on the heart
cruel like the destiny of a love untold.
Abandoned I flew
with those scars that are bleeding costantly
just to be healed again and again.
Cradled by the mist
I follow the path that bring me to you.
With another poisoned kiss
you lead my heart and soul
to the most sensual death.
Bleeding my pain away
I am humming along
burning my eternity to ashes .

© Diana Mistera 08.04.2013

WHO AM I?

Who am I?
I don't know yet
Maybe only a mass of electric pulses
that collide in this universe
and write compulsively
the pain of the heart
the hope of a soul
continuing to feel you;
as a captivating dream.
Loving you
the way I do and always will
and you will never know it
nisi
if you read these tears
becoming words
written to weep
costantly beep...beep...beep...

© Diana Mistera 5.3.2013

CRIMSON POISON

Lost in the darkness

searching for the red path

knowing to find you there

waiting.

The moon coldly follow

every my step

while the heart start beating

strong

exploding in my chest

bleeding out the words

you'll never hear

counting every tear

disguised the fear

reckoning the drops

of the scarlet poison within

preparing myself

for the last dream

ready to entwined

the eternity.





© Diana Mistera 16.3.2013

THE OTHER SIDE OF THE MOON

Sometimes it seems

that the dark will last forever

you wake up

and all in a sudden your sky is without stars

and you feel like sinking

wonder if, will you ever touch the ground.

Your dreams are frozen

up there, on the moon

they say all the lost things end up there

on the other side of the moon

and staring at her light

think

everything will pass.

When you feel your heart is like a haunted place

every beat is a venomous bite
remember

also those who are afraid to die

they will die someday

so the nightmares

the emptyness and the sense of void

that sensible souls always feel.

You are beutiful

and you are strong

keep your fire alive

and ride the dark
with that flame in your heart.

 

 

*Note from the poet: I was listening an old song of Alphaville" MOONGIRL"  and some words were beautiful that I have used them...are not 4 lines identical so no copyright issues...but just in case somebdy complain...

 

© Diana Mistera 7.3.2013

LET MY HEART BURNS

And here I am

holding my breath and tears

feeling my heart bleeding.

Let me fall

and when I am crumbling

show me to whom I am holding.

There, where we start

you took my heart

and let me then fall apart.

Let the night fall

let the dawn born

let my heart burn

let your soul return

to me EVERMORE.

© Diana Mistera 28.2.2013

 

 

NO MORE

Steering ahead into the emptiness
though the heart is wrenched
like an iron clamp
I reach the final shore
and I am a shadow no more.

© Diana Mistera 21.2.2012

WISE MOMENT N.6