Wednesday, November 28, 2018

Lamb - Wise Enough









I had a dream that all of time was running dry

And life was like a comet falling from the sky

I woke so frightened in the dawning, oh, so clear

How precious is the time we have here



Are we not wise enough to give all we are

Surely we're bright enough to outshine the stars

But human kind gets so lost in finding its way

But we have a chance to make a difference til our dying day



And you might pray to God or say it's destiny

But I think we're just hiding all that we can be



Are we not wise enough to give all we are

Surely we're bright enough to outshine the stars

But human kind gets so lost in finding its way

We have a chance to make a difference til our dying day



All I'm really asking is, what are we doing here

Are we just killing time just living year to year

In this big world, no one else can play our part

Ain't it time to just wake up and give it all



Are we not wise enough to give all we are

Surely we're bright enough to outshine the stars

But human kind gets so lost in finding its way

We have a chance to make a difference til our dying day



We have a chance to make a difference till our dying day

We have a chance to make a difference till our dying day


Monday, November 26, 2018

NOVEMBER SKY

I'm drifting gloomily through time 
All my powers waste away
I fear the crazed and lonely look 
the mirror's sending, not of me.

I surrender the voices
They gather on the wind
Talkin, chanting, 
breathing into my body
and yesterdays are the ways of tomorrow.

Why you stare at me saying bleed well?
Help me rise instead.
I can't ever keep from falling apart at the seams
And you're taking my heart piece by piece
leaving my soul agonized, demanding for yours. 
Heartless or heartkiller?

A radio tune, I swear I've heard before,
and I'm lost in a snow filled sky
stranger in a strange land,
wondering who do you need, who do you love
when you come undone? 
And dreams playing me endless deja vus.
Back to square 1 and repeat.

© Diana Mistera 26.11.2018

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Wednesday, November 21, 2018

ANNIVERSARY

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Well...

was the year 2001 and the Universe putted everything il the right order...

17 years have passed and I really hope that the Universe will put everything soon  in the right order again, we  need a closure to open anther cirle, another chapter,  this time, at the same level....


Love you then, now and forever.

Monday, November 05, 2018

CALL ME

You know I've never been in love, just read some books about it
You know I've never been with you before
But we can meet each other soon to taste a moment lost in time
The touch of fading memories
So if you want me in your life I swear I won't forsake you
And play this tune to all the fools who fly where angels fear to tread

Just call me and I'll make it, I'll fill the black holes in your heart
Just call before you break it
Just call me and I'll make it, I've been around right from the start
Just call me and I'll take it to keep it save …

I know you better than myself, I've been around for so long
Your posters hanging on my wall – untouched
And all these bitches in your life, they made me sick and tired
I locked them up inside my mind, so deep
And now the time has come for you and me to keep our promise
This is your lucky day, the hunter's captured by the game at last

Just call before we break it and fill the black holes in my heart
Just call and I will take it
Just call me  and we'll make it, you should've known we'll never part
Just call and don't forsake it, we'll never part

©Martin Ian Lister, Marian Gold  2010   #Alphaville

Sunday, November 04, 2018

I LOVE YOU...

– “I love you” – said the little Prince.
– “I want you too” – said the rose.
– “Is not the same” – he answered.

To want, is to take possession of something, someone. It is to search in others those things that fill the personal expectations of affection, of company. Wanting is to make ours, what does not belong to us, it is to take ownership or desire something to complete us, because at some point we recognize we are lacking.

To Love is to wish the best for the other, even when it has very different motivations. To Love is to allow you to be happy, even when your path is different from mine. It is a selfless feeling which is born in a donation, is giving ourselves completely from the heart.

When we Love, we give ourselves without asking anything in return, just for the simple and pure pleasure of giving. But it is also true that this hand over, this giving, selfless, occurs only in the knowledge. We can only love what we know, because loving involves jumping into the void, trust the life and soul. And the soul is not compensated. And knowing is just to know yourself, your joys, your peace, but also of your anger, your struggles, your mistakes. Because love transcends the anger, fights, errors and it is not just for moments of joy.

To Love is a full confidence that whatever happens, you will be, not because you owe anything, not with selfish possession, but being, in silent company.

To Love is to know that the weather does not change you, nor the storms, or my winters.

To Love is to give you a place in my heart for you to stay, as father, mother, brother, son, friend, and know that there is a place in yours for me.

Giving love does not exhaust the love; on the contrary, it increases it. The way to give back so much love is to open your heart, and let you be loved”.

– “I already understood” – said the rose.

– “Don’t understand it, live it”- said the little Prince.

©All rights reserved to Little Prince,  Antoine de Saint-ExupĂ©ry


Tuesday, October 23, 2018

In an embrace you can do everything:
you can laugh and cry,
reborn or die.
Or just stay and  shivering
as it were your last one....

Sunday, October 14, 2018

A Victory Of Love





Just like me...isn't it?





Waiting

For a change in the weather

I'm waiting for a shift in the air

Could we get it together, ever

Hoping for your return, hoping for your sweet, sweet

Return

Hello

Is this heaven calling

Hello, hello, is somebody there, she must be somewhere

And then she says hello, hello, hello

She's really an angel

She stands in the sunshine

She's closing her eyes, she starting to dream

She's pulling the strings

She's dreaming a strange dream

Where nothing is grey

Then she takes me away and she's pulling the strings

When she's playing with love

She's playing with love



Counting,

I count every second

And I'm standing

I stand in the rain, I walk up that lane

Which leads to the sunshine

She stands in the sunshine

She's closing her eyes

Then she takes me away and she's pulling the strings

When she's playing with love

She's playing with love....



Songwriters: Bernhard Lloyd / Frank Mertens / Marian Gold






Tuesday, October 02, 2018

The Rasmus - Holy Grail (Lyric Video)

Well, you should know I felt and feel like this quite often...


I have always been around
But you never really noticed
Cause I don't draw a lot of attention
I'm a stranger in a crowd
Blame it on the evolution
Trying to find a way to say this

I've been living in a hurricane
I've been running in the stormy raine
I've been lying on the razor blades
All I wanted was to kill the pain
I've been giving all my life for you
Cause I laugh and I cry for you
Anything to be close to you

All by myself, all by myself
All by my ordinary solitary self
I still believe we live for the pain
And someday the stranger in the corner wins the game
And gets the crown
Gets the girl
The Holy Grail

Days go on with no remorse
I heard you're gonna throw a party
They say it's gonna be amazing
Surrounded by these silent walls
Who are they to say I'm crazy
It's something that they can't imagine

Cause I'm living in a paradise
Every time when I close my eyes
Now it's never gonna be the same
All I wanted was to kill the pain
I've been giving all my life for you
Cause I live and I die for you
Still I'm nothing but a ghost to you

All by myself, all by myself
All by my ordinary solitary self
I still believe we live for the pain
And someday the stranger in the corner wins the game
And gets the crown
Gets the girl
The Holy Grail








Monday, October 01, 2018

HAUNTING YOU

”The poet's hand
write the theme with care
when the night still hides the withering dawn
and love is what she finds
although the shadow
shapeshift into a wolf.”

I have always doubt what I was feeling
the songs you were singing
hide the key
but I didn't have the locks
or either The Gatekeeper yet.

I have always been a traveller
blessed with the gift of the seer
but looking for certainty all the time
too unsure of everything.

In the past year I wondered without you.
Try to find a meaning of  this life, this thing...
wondering  if what  I saw and feel, was real in this plan too,
or just there,
where I couldn't neither touch you the way I needed and need
wondering about my choices;
is confusing, you know,
it hurted to wait and see nothing happen.
Left me hopeless,
thinking is just me, but missing heavily what we had
scared to have lost it all.

Those nights have been cold
my eyes were blind
but now I know, you never left my side
silently waiting for me to feel you again.
I did...I do...but blindness is confusing, you know....
I know you could give me only that
it wasn't and it isn't enough
you know this too now...
Maybe you neither knew what you where doing
and why you always find yourself there, with me,
a perfect sranger probably, but so familiar, so alike
Was it a trick of your mind?
Too good to be true...
No,  I assure you, it was real
and you probably  have get it before me.
Is it scary, isn't it?
Well I read you...

Come near now, I am waiting you to hold me
in this carcace full of limits
You know I would surely stay
”When the time is right you say”
and I am now waiting, to hold you...

© Diana Mistera 1.10.2018



Saturday, September 29, 2018

Long time not heard

Hello everybody!
I write this post to let you know that I am not disconnected, not at all, but, this blog has born because I love to share with  you mostly my poems and I like to keep it like that.

Well, since when my father died 2 years ago, for me it has been quite hard find the inspiration to write poems, my kundalini is just blocked.

I know poems are there and they will comeback some point, hope soon. I just need a sign which will unlock what the mourning and the sorrow have locked, so now and then hope you will anyway check in here, maybe some day you will find a surpraise and I really hope so.

 In the meanwhile ... if you want to leave a greet, I will be very happy, just a smile on the comment will make the difference.

Blessed be my beautiful souls.