Thursday, March 07, 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




Thursday, February 28, 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
 
 

Thursday, February 21, 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


Monday, February 18, 2013

IN THE PLEASURE GROOVE, LOVE, DEATH AND DURAN DURAN- John Taylor -

Review Diana Mistera

The Duran Duran were the symbol of my youth so as soon as I discovered that John Taylor had written his autobiography I really wanted to read it.

Why John Taylor's book not Andy Taylor's. Well simply because there was a poster of John on my bedroom wall along with one of Marian Gold of the “Alphaville”. I even went to the local hairdresser with a picture of John and asked for my hair to be done like his. I also looked at all the local fairs for black rubber bracelets like the ones he wore. He was my favourite Duran Duran.

Along with my Alphaville records the Duran Durans were the ones I listened to most, first on my father's 70s record player then on my own modern stereo in my bedroom. I remember being the first in the Tuscan village where I grew up to wear the Duran Duran T shirt, the first to wear chiffon, the first to collect anything to do with the handsome John. Why was I such a pioneer at that time, well because my mother is English and I spent a lot of time with my grandparents in Dorset and my aunts in London. It was in England that I bought all the records up to Duran Durans “Arena”. I then transferred them on to tapes for my “walkman”, another 80's icon!

But let's talk about the book. What did I enjoy most about it. I think first of all the description of his teenage years when he discovered an interest in music. Sundays at home with the family listening to old records or listening to pirate radio in his bedroom. The family car, a Ford,my grandfather had a brown Ford. The description of his family home. These things all reminded me of my English grandparents. Reading on, things become more intriguing as he was a fan of lots of artists and imitated their “look” He spent time looking for new material in the record shops. I did that too. I discovered the boy behind the star with all his defects and fears. The rise and fall, the re-birth. I admit I did shed a little tear reading about that! We always saw the public persona smiling in the videos and on the posters but we had no idea what was going on behind all that. We didn't know about the boy, the constrictions that go with fame, the superficiality, the egocentricity when you have everything you ever wanted but have lost any connection with reality. I was surprised at his tenacity visible to this day on stage. He loves to make music. He loves what he does. Todays stars lack professionality and sometimes even talent. His weaknesses are talked about in the book. The time in rehab, the devils behind the public face.

There were some brilliant photos in practically every chapter. There was even a bit dedicated to their visit to Italy, though I was still young when they came, I remember seeing the concert on RAI 2.

I had trouble putting this book down once I started to read it and savoured every word. I don't agree with the critics who say that the second part of the book seems written in haste. I think where he wanted to make a point he did so in depth and well. Now that I have finished this “immersion” into “80s” pop culture I feel I now have an insight into what it was really like to be so famous.

I would thoroughly recommend IN THE PLEASURE GROOVE: LOVE, DEATH AND DURAN DURAN to all who lived this era either through their parents or who were themselves “Duranians” but not quite old enough to go to the gigs at the time that “Wild Boys” became the anthem of the “Paninari” We opened the doors to future generations of pop fans and I am so pleased to have lived the 80s to the full. The hysteria, the tears when Simon broke his foot but came to San Remo with the Duran Duran anyway. I remember Pippo Baudo was the presenter at the time. It was great and in this book we have John Taylor's version of what it was like to be an 80s icon a real insight into life as a pop star.
 
 
 

SHEWOLF

I approached you
brave and fearless
albeit mystified.
You were
winged as an angel
fierce like when you fell.
Ablazed was my heart
at the sight of your eyes
and caught already
in the shackles of darkness
at once
with my soul hungered for more
for your scent, for your blood
for your soul, for you
forevermore.

 © Diana Mistera 18.2.2013

Saturday, February 09, 2013

RIEN NE VA PLUS

Les jeux sont faits, rien ne va plus

the fate claims

while all my cards

are unveiled

and you throw your heart ace

straight on my face

without debate.

My game is over

as you step on the stage

hiding lies

behind brillant lights

moulting into frozen dust

every chord you touch.



© Diana Mistera 9.2.2013

Aggiungi didascalia
 

Tuesday, February 05, 2013

CONFINED


I sleep between the gates of time
although my world
has turn to ashes,
I'm still its guardian.

You have dreamt me sometime
I was your friend
the one without a doubt
everytime you called me out.
I am the dream within the dream
and you are
the one seeking for redeem.
 
I am the last of my line
mortal and divine
I caress you with my kisses
and disappear in the haze
when you open your eyes
diving the frozen scenes
although confined.

© Diana Mistera 5.2.2013
 
 


Sunday, February 03, 2013

THE CHARMER

You look at me so appealing

that I have to find a place

where to hide

but I am craving you so badly

that I leave my haven

to feed my lust.

My heart beatings accelarate

while I became the prey

and you, the charming hunter.

The sun is sleeping away

while the dark start its games

of pleassure and blood

holding me with your gaze

and your whispers stiffened

with brooding lies

words that you know I want to hear

so I will be yours also the next night.

 
©Diana Mistera 3.2.2013


Thursday, January 31, 2013

ONE OF THOSE MOMENTS...

Is a point of no return

when you fall in love

deeper you fall

harder you have to crawl

in this endless suicide.


© Diana Mistera 31.1.2013

Monday, January 28, 2013

EMOTIONS

Link at the video in the program: Gli Alphaville in "Forever Young"

Saturday 26.1 in a italian program called I MIGLIORI ANNI, I have lived again those wonderful emotions that I had 28 years ago, tears were falling, tears of joy, because it was wonderful to see Marian in Italy again, in an italian program. I waited all day, look at the watch now and then because I live in Finland now so we have one hour of differece from Italy and I scared to get late, but I didn't. :)

I was very happy although a little bitter taste remain in my mouth, because not everybody knows that Alphaville have never stopped to make music, in 2010 Cathing Rays On Giant came out with 2 singles that went quite well in Germany, they are touring all the time and in spring will come ot the new cd, so I was expecting at least a couple of questions, but ...maybe because of Arnold Swrzenegher, not one of the musical guests has been interviewed like happened 2 weeks ago in the first episode of the program.

Anyway, italians now know Alphaville are still around, and I hope they will start to have interest again because is worth it.

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Read it carefully and listen it to the end...and do it!

Call Me

Lyrics: Gold
 
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 life
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 …

LET ME TRACK YOUR BLOOD!

 

Wednesday, January 09, 2013

WAR WITHIN

Static is the quiet around
while an army of beating drums
march in my heart and soul.
A long way away
the happiest silence
dreaming , remembering , tasting
the peace of the warrior
when the war is gone.
Now and again
beated, hitted, hitted and beated
wounds are open red as blood
the happiest hour so long gone
has left places only for memories to feed on.

© Diana Mistera 9.1.2013

Monday, January 07, 2013

NEWS

Hallo everybody!
I am happy to announce my partecipation to an event organized by Koneen Säätiö that will take place in Helsinki the 7th of February.
There will be a meeting in which  we will talk  and discuss new artistic and Multilingual projects  such as Runokohtaus, I will talk together with Timo Harju about it, and explain how immigrants poets and Finnish poets have worked together, and our experiences during the work.


Tuesday, January 01, 2013

FIRST DAY OF THE YEAR...

As I wake in this silence

with the remains

of what has captured my heart

I walk by

and smile at the past;

my life is lying there

splitting in million pages already written

and there is no need

to remember all the ways

because they came once again

to restart from the beginning

knowing that

we will never be an empty page

tore apart.


© Diana Mistera






Saturday, December 29, 2012

My dearest,
there are things that we always have to make difference:
do what you like to do, what you are born to do, what all your life have rounded around and, what is actually your life after years and years of sacrifices

1. with the heart and the soul and only for yourself, for the sake of it , for the passion or
2. do it because you have to do

If you realized that you do it because you have to do, maybe is better that you forget the whole thing and start to find something else, certain things you must do because you want. You know the fans will always claps their hands whatever you say or do...they are fans...but I am not a fan, not anymore and see you going down for a stupid reason...it hurts me deeply.
You have had a bad day, every human has it, let it be just a bad day..not something else.

I am sure you haven't sacrificed all  because you have to be what people expect you to be...and I know that in those 2 years of silence you have understood that this thing is all what you are and want to be, you are the key and only you, and in 2001 when I first saw you, you were you.

I have seen your wonderful smile 2 days ago on the stage, I felt the love that for so long you had lost back in you, and I am sure it was just a slip out what happened yesterday, but please don't give up...don't let the stress burn you again...it will be a great loss if you will stop to do what you are doing the best...

I love you.

The shadow that smiles to you always
D.M.




Tuesday, December 25, 2012

THE SEAL

Suddenly
you feel like you felt the first time
while the hours running fast
to the next dawn
you don't know
if is something to be worried for
or
that old seal need to be resealed
like happened before
in many, many lifes and more
but
this time will be no mask on...


© Diana Mistera 25.12.12
 
 


Monday, December 17, 2012

NEWS

Hallo everybody,
this morning while I was checking my emails, I have found one that made me very happy.

One of my poem has been published in a site dedicated to new poets, is in italian language, but just to let you know

you can find it in facebook in HERE

and in the website in HERE


I wish you a good  Christmas holidays!


Tuesday, December 11, 2012

INFO

Hallo everybody!
for those that don't know yet, I have a page in facebook in which I publish more or less the same things I publish in the blogs, it is mostly in italian language, but if you want to follow me, just push the like button  here in facebook and share with friends :)

Thank You!

Monday, December 03, 2012

REVELATION 4

The kind of love that scare
is the one that is sacred dark and secret
nothing we can do than

give up at the losses of the time

live within the whispers of the souls

hold the screams of the hearts
die to reborn
with the remebrance of what was known.


© Diana Mistera 4.12.2012











Monday, November 26, 2012

REVELATION 3

Don't be the darkness for his lost soul
be the light to behold
your heart is
where he belongs
he looked for you, for too long.

Diana Mistera a voice within a dream 26.11.2012

Thursday, November 08, 2012

HUNGER

All the voices of the night had died

the rain was falling like needles in my eyes

sang with it's muted sound

to the heart that was heavy

desperate with the need of this love.

The blood ran fast at the memory

of the last taste

deadly alive

within

its secret sin.


© Diana Mistera 8.11.2012










Monday, October 29, 2012

UPDATES

Hallo my friends!
I will partecipate at the Varsinais-Suomen Runoviikko, with the project Runokohtaus,in the city of Turku, I will read 2 of my poems both in Italian and finish language.
There will be many others poets and I am very happy and excited to be part of this. The exibitions will start at 20.00 and will be going until deep night, so I don't know when will be my turn.
The place where all this will take place is Ravintola Klubin-Kolo, Humalistonkatu 8a, Turku. 

I will try to get good quality pictures and video of my performance to put here in the blog, in my facebook page and in my youtube chanel.

Hope to see you there!

For more informations and for the program you can look in HERE.





Wednesday, October 10, 2012

MESSAGE WITHIN THE DREAM

An angel came in my dream last night

embosomed with a wonderful light

his eyes were of an unbareble blue

where I went lost and fall through

He started to sing a song to me

"Let's talk with words

of this modern world

I am like a net with infinite wires

don't worry, you are my dearest child

things, will be alright

keep the flame strong and alive

'cause an angel will stand always

near by your side "


© Diana Mistera 10.10.12

Saturday, September 29, 2012

DOOMED

A shadow fated
to be forever in the dark.
A spectre with only my love glowering
in all this death around.
Once you told me
nothing last forver.
Now I wonder if
this was a curse or a bliss?

Diana Mistera 29.9.2012

Friday, September 07, 2012

STRUGGLE

There is a picture in my memory
with which I struggle
but only when the light fall into place.
There is an hope in my heart
with which I struggle
but only at sunset.
Like a spirit I'm floating in the edge
but it happen only in my head.
Behind those invisible barricades I stand
trying to turn back the time
but, I'm only loosing the line.

© Diana Mistera 7.9.2012

Monday, August 06, 2012

LOST AND GONE

I'm moving in circles
and mark my wounds
in a golden and lonely afternoon
dreaming to reach my beloved moon
knowing this desire
belong to the fool.

I wasted my time chasing my illusions
and buried my heart with disillusion
a grave made of marble
in a temple beyond recall
when all my tears were so long gone.

© Diana Mistera 6.8.2012

Saturday, July 21, 2012

FOREBODING SENSE OF EMPTINESS

Those days are like an empty show
where I entertain my shadows
When do I know when is right
to let you go or,
where I belong.

Shadows I entertain my shadows
playing chess with my ghost
a game thas is already lost.
Shadows, I entertain my shadows
and into the shadows I go.

I don't hear you anymore
my pain
is always an opened door
there's no reason to feel sorry for
just hold still for.

© Diana Mistera 21.7.2012




Friday, July 13, 2012

NEW-BORN

Dreams are falling
hit the floor
without no one catching them.
Shapes are fading
disappearing
into the metamorphosis of times.
Time for healing
and come out into the sun
knowing that it will not
burning me to ashes
but leading me to the light
to new dreams
to a new beginning
to the new side of me.

© Diana Mistera 13.7. 2012

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

FLAWS

Emotions escaped like falling chords from my heart
flaws are running fast in the giant mirror
escaping into the marble wall
is it really me what it reflected?
I can't stop them
why they are running so fast?
All in a sudden I step into the dark
and I am vanishing
everything around me fall in pieces
leaving behind only dust
and thousands of memories without an owner anymore.

© Diana Mistera 27.6.2012

Saturday, May 19, 2012

DIANA'S WISE MOMENTS N.2

...And there are those moments that you miss somebody so much that your brain goes in a sort of  blackout; you don't know where you belong anymore...then you sit and wait to resume your sanity somehow, waiting for the next time..knowing that it will happen again...hoping it will be as late as possible can be...

D.M. 19.05.2012

Monday, April 30, 2012

A POEM ON VIDEO

I have done my own chanel in youtube, this is my first attempt to make a video of one of my poem.
All rights reserved to Diana Mistera for Bloodlust poem.
Pictures are taken from the web.
Music: For You HIM.

Enjoy!

Sunday, April 22, 2012

Diana's wise minute

...There is the bad side and the good side of the memory...it depends always which kind of memory obsesses you...

(C) Diana Mistera

Saturday, April 21, 2012

PAIN

I gave up long ago
and you still comeback
stronger than never before
and now,
running out of blood and hope
I wonder who are you?
And why me,have to fought
a battle in which
there will be never a winner or a looser.
You looked at me
you let me get in your soul
a privilege you haven't given to many
or is it a dammnation or a spell?
So
my love goes deeper
although I try to go far from you
but as far as I go
as desperate your scream cry at my soul
and I am again at the merci of your will
so desperate feeling the need of you
like a vampire feel the need of the fresh blood.

© Diana Mistera 21.4.2012




Friday, April 06, 2012

AWAY

Our words full of silences
our dreams full of a life
that we coud have had
or
we have had many lives ago
so many things unspoken
untold
unfold.
Secrets that leave the same question mark
Why?
Away, away say the hate
closer, closer say the love
and in this perpetual swing
our lives go on...

© Diana Mistera 2012

Friday, February 17, 2012

One wish for grant...


I wish ..is a very important word...and this thing I wish very strongly...I don't know if you will get this post some way..but hei Ville Valo, what about a cover about this wonderful song "Because the night" of Patti Smith? I know you don't like make covers..but your touch in here I believe will be something unique...

Friday, January 20, 2012

NEWS

Hallo everybody!
If you are interested in my book on going, please visit  HERE
Is my italian blog.
Have a good day!!!
Diana Mistera

Saturday, January 14, 2012

RIPPED

And here again the silence

speaks with all its riddles

and it screaming in my head

so loud

that I am loosing my balance

and I'm falling

fading like those mirages that used to be beautiful.

And like a dying star

my light is fading in the universe

ripped.

© Diana Mistera 13.1.2012


Friday, January 13, 2012

MARTYR

I was the keeper of his dreams

the guardian of his heart

and the darkness took me in its cold embrace

now I see the light no more

and I wonder why I must bear this cross

walking with my bare foot in the flames

it is so heavy for my soul

but at least, in some way

is the only thing that keep us still entwined

and someday we will sit and

under the light

we will share all the pieces

and

there will be not anymore the need to hide

behind all those masks we have to put on everyday...


© Diana Mistera 13.01.2012

Tuesday, January 03, 2012

NEWS!

Hallo my friends!
As many of you know, I have also another blog where I write in italian.
I like to keep this Darklight one as was meant at the beginning, my darkrooom, the darkside of my soul, in which I write mostly poems, but as you know I am also a writer and I have also a short novel that I have published in June, in italian language called " IL SIGNORE DELLE OMBRE", and more to come.
So if you understand italian and you are interested in it, or if you are interested to follow me widely, click HERE
There you will find the reviews at my book, my interviews, and many many other interesting stuff!
Have a great day everybody!!!

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

PAGES

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

HALO

Hallo my fallen angel
where have you gone?
Living me alone with all.
But
at the end of this
I will anyway stand at your grave
with the promises I have made
and
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

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

ILLUSIONS

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
all
is a big theatre

© Diana Mistera somewhere in 2005 from my first anthology WINGLESS

Sunday, October 09, 2011

IN THE NIGHT

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.
Suddenly
I want to frozen those shadows and echos
and vanishing forever in the night.


© Diana Mistera 2011

Sunday, October 02, 2011

PURGATORY

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

MY SOUL

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

BLADES

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

EVERMORE

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

DAMAGE

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

LABYRINTH

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

NEWS!!!

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

www.dianmistera.blogspot.com

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.
Greetings
Diana Mistera

Tuesday, August 02, 2011

HEAVY- LAURI YLÖNEN-

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! :)

http://www.lulu.com/product/a-copertina-morbida/il-signore-delle-ombre/16052669?showPreview

Sunday, June 05, 2011

WANDERERS

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 http://www.lulu.com/ 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

NOT AFRAID

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

KALEIDOSCOPE

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

THE LAST HOPE

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
because
I am the little light
that still burns in you, deep inside.

© Diana Mistera 2011

Sunday, January 30, 2011

REVELATION II

...IT WAS DARK AND COLD,

I FELT DIZZY AND PASSED OUT.

WHEN I WAKE UP AGAIN

IT WAS IN YOUR DREAM...

© Diana Mistera 2011

Saturday, December 18, 2010

STRANGERS

I am a stranger to you

Like you are a stranger to me

No matter what I believe to feel

they are only dreams

forged by the illusion

of an ancient hope.

Now and then

I hear your voice cry

”dream on , dream on,

until the dawn”

So I hold on

but

where are you gone?


© Diana Mistera 2010

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Revelation I

..Give me a memory that I can keep

not only frames

of shattered dreams...


© Diana Mistera 2010

Saturday, December 11, 2010

PERSISTANCE

I sometimes wonder
if we'll never understand
that we are
two fingers of the same hand
two souls sealed in one heart
blazed by the same fate.
So many lives spent across centuries
without learnig from our mistakes,
ending always hurt and deny each others.
Screaming without be heard.
Fall without be able to rised .
Love without feel the pain.
Chase our shadows without see at the light beneath.
Nothing last forever we all know this
but I will persist to travel in your dreams.
© Diana Mistera 2010

Friday, December 03, 2010

MIDNIGHT THOUGHT

For many years I visited your dreams

feeling like fool

a stranger in your view

and in those trips I am lost forevermore.

I still can hear your call

and you know I am not a ghost at all

and when the voice fall apart

our shadows remain on the wall.
© Diana Mistera 2010

Monday, November 22, 2010

WINE


There were times

the only thing I longed to

was you,
now and then I sipped your wine
believing it was only mine.
How sweet was that poison.
Rising the glasses
we fought against the emptyness,
waiting the day to die
craving the night to become alive
and for more poisoned wine.

© Diana Mistera 22.11.2010

SECRETS

Enchanted and secretive

was your smile,

my eyes misted slightly

giving up to the vague

sense of dreaminess.
There
the light started to crush in tiny pieces
and
as the summer welcomed the rain
the heart faced the blame.

© Diana Mistera 22.11.2010

Tuesday, October 05, 2010

ICARUS

You,
winged as an angel
proudly flew up higher and high
as a god you chase the infinite skies.
Free and fast along the clouds
you wanted to touch the immortal empires
laughing at the stars so long envied.


Too bold became your mortal egotism
and unfaithfull were indeed, your fatal wings
as a fallen angel you fell on the sea
leaving the wide ocean tolling your echoing knell.

© Diana Mistera 2010

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

UNTIL

You will never know
until my last whisper
that I am gone
because I am just keeping our pledge,
but I can choose
and if I do,
only silence is left
and you'll hear me no more.
How can I jutify you over and over
when you are deniying my voice
again and again,
leaving me suspended and
without a reason to detain.

© Diana Mistera 2010

Saturday, July 31, 2010

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

Friday, June 25, 2010

NEVER CLOSE MY EYES AGAIN

And here it comes,
sure as silence follows rain,
the dream follows the pain
the taste of you upon my lips,
so gentle that it kills me
right there where I lay.
I feel your presence
In a way I could not know
And I wonder
Do you ever feel the same?
When I whisper in the darkness
Do you ever hear my name?
What it could be,
if I don't ever close my eyes again,
but,
who am I to resist?
Who are you to fail?

© Diana Mistera 2010







Friday, June 18, 2010

ARMAGEDDON

The sun was warm and alive
the moon dominated his lustful desire.
The sky was collecting its broken mirrors.
The Goddess danced in her woe
waving at the lover her last adieu.
Silence came all in a sudden
and never has been resonant bane
than the one that nothingness attain.
The darkness had no need
to send his knights to mislead
because the chaos reigned already supreme.

© Diana Mistera 2010

LOADS

The agony do not show
those who suffer in silence,
chains will not hide,
those who proudly carry the pain.
But,
these suffocate torments
should have a listener
until will thump echoless.

© Diana Mistera 2010