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
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
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
I was sitting in a garden. It was a peaceful place from where I could see the old Santa Maria dei Servi Church, listening to music, I had found that place just for a chance, and I didn't even know if I was allowed to sit there. It wasn't a private space, no signs were there, it was a garden, quite a savage one, but still felt like home.
One day I was all in my thoughts, maybe I was in a way, praying, asking to whoever was listening, why I couldn't find the love that my soul was so desperately looking for. That kind of deep, true, to live and die for. The kind that I know existed; I had it somewhere along the line of the time, in every of my lives. The soul never forget, she just get blurred along the way.
18 years later I still remember that silent prayer, wondering who was listening; and...
Just like this, when I met you the first time
I felt that love
I didn't know what to do with it
I felt scared, in disbelief,
but at the same time blessed,
overwhelmed
wishing,
to hear your heartbeat
Feel you.
Come closer to you
Fall asleep peacefully and safe in your arms
remebering...
Hold you, day and night
Knowing...
wake up and see you at my side
We have it all.
I really want you and I wonder
Was the heaven that sent you to me
or did you escape from Hell?
Angels had fallen for love, once
and I don't really care now from where
and whom
as long as you will be mine
I only care about the when...
© Diana Mistera 02.06.21
I've should have known better
how to stop tearing myself apart
I've done already so many times
and still haven't learned my lesson.
I fell again, in the same old trap
it had a different outfit but the core was the same.
Everyone is the perfect architect of their own illusions
and I was so good in building it so real
that I end up to believed to be true.
Now, I feel like a shadow doomed,
my love, forever in the dark
until I will not feel it anymore
because, you know,
you get used to the void
it eventually becomes a part of who you are.
©Diana Mistera 2021
I feel my wings burn feather after feather,
bleeding.
I was the light once and now the darkness surrounds me.
I must be one of those that fell.
Did they wonder if and when they will touch the ground?
Did they hope to be caught by lovable arms?
Have they been in my same storm?
Did they see their memories fading, whirling?
Did they feel the pain of falling from grace?
Promises and dreams shattered
hopes so long gone?
The endless haze surrounds me
so I close my eyes
while tears keep ascending,
silver strings heading the skies
and I keep surrendering, changing
and yet falling.
I long for you, for your embrace,
I long for your touch,
but I know I need to fall alone in this void.
© Diana Mistera 26.4.2021
My dreams 3 cycles of 3
within 3 months
3 dreams, cycles of 3
within 3 weeks
3 dreams cycles of 3
in a day
we are moving faster
and 8 is the number of times of 3s together.
My soul is longing for yours
I am a Cosmic Rider in the Universe
memories gathering
past present and future
I keep on trying, digging,
resting, dying in flames
The cycles of life of a Phoenix
whose had risen from her ashes so many times
and keep on burning to death to born again
you are the fire that I will never tame.
Around the Universe and back
two souls are one.
I know you are holding back
so I will take it easy
we'll have a chance I know
I have loved you lifetimes
Keep on falling in love with you again and again.
You are the one and only
I can't let go, it feels so lonely
please tell me you will be there day and night
I do, you know I will
Why? Was your question,
because I love you, is and will be always
my answer.
© Diana Mistera 2021
It's hard to believe that our hearts end up to be broken
by the only feeling that shouldn't do it: Love.
The constant dying lies, spoil the beauty of all
the soul in an endless cry, beg you to not go there
the soul know what is right and wrong
but...we hear her, only when it is too late
sometimes we don't or don't want, to hear her at all.
What we feel and see are the red of our wounds
whose never stop bleeding.
So we die in burning pain,
and how bright those flames are!
Do we want to burn again to ashes?
I don't.
Because reborn from them, start to be
every time harder for me.
Why? Why you won't try
for one last time
to put your walls down?
Everything will be all right with me.
Let me just come closer
let's fall in each other arms
crying out loud how much we missed each others.
I want you to believe me, why don't you want to believe me?
Don't let us grow any colder, further away
Life is too short.
Let me come close to your heart
before everything is lost again in an endless sorrow.
© Diana Mistera September 2020
