Sleep heaven sleep
my lover is not ready yet,
although we crawl in despair
pretending to cease the pain
so our life will be not invain,
drinking each others tears
we fool our fears.
Guarding each others souls
two fallen angels
carring their silent thorns.
Waiting the sweetest eternal night,
two souls with everything yet to be said.
I beg in the night,
to hold you tight to step in the light
belonging forever
is our bittersweet delight.
© Diana Mistera 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Friday, October 16, 2009
Dance
Dance all alone
to the light.
With tears that burning
I wave my goodbye
to the blind,
that never knew
how deep was my love.
Dancing, shredding tears of hope
with drops of hope,
I dance for you forevermore.
© Diana Mistera 2009
to the light.
With tears that burning
I wave my goodbye
to the blind,
that never knew
how deep was my love.
Dancing, shredding tears of hope
with drops of hope,
I dance for you forevermore.
© Diana Mistera 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Sadness
My mind cross thousand times and lands
tasting the same cruel loneliness, that my eyes have not anymore tears to spread.
Memories never left me alone.
I was sent to keep his light,
to release his pain ,
to hide his heart,
to make him remember the love,
that once shone in his eyes.
Let me fly now
where I belong
to be with him forevermore.
© Diana Mistera 2009
tasting the same cruel loneliness, that my eyes have not anymore tears to spread.
Memories never left me alone.
I was sent to keep his light,
to release his pain ,
to hide his heart,
to make him remember the love,
that once shone in his eyes.
Let me fly now
where I belong
to be with him forevermore.
© Diana Mistera 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
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
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
Saturday, September 12, 2009
The Shadow
I’m chasing my shadow
hoping it will combine togther
in balance with the whole my inner being,
scared and terrified,
I just look it walked.
The moon turned to blood
and like the virgin blood to a vampire
was impossible to resistand I was like a mute howl,
doomed, desperating cry
at the black sky.
© Diana Mistera 2009
hoping it will combine togther
in balance with the whole my inner being,
scared and terrified,
I just look it walked.
The moon turned to blood
and like the virgin blood to a vampire
was impossible to resistand I was like a mute howl,
doomed, desperating cry
at the black sky.
© Diana Mistera 2009
Saturday, August 01, 2009
The Seeker
Try to run away
from the time I have wasted
walking thousand banquets
drinking all the wine without taste it.
I will find your face
although I have to scroll thousands masquerades.
You can hide behind the colours
but your soul unties will arise,
beyond all faceless imitators.
In my blood your memory has been tainted
blessed, wicked imprinted.
Nights get longer and colder
and at the dawn with my unshed tears
I beg to be the lover,
and not the fear.
© Diana Mistera 2009
from the time I have wasted
walking thousand banquets
drinking all the wine without taste it.
I will find your face
although I have to scroll thousands masquerades.
You can hide behind the colours
but your soul unties will arise,
beyond all faceless imitators.
In my blood your memory has been tainted
blessed, wicked imprinted.
Nights get longer and colder
and at the dawn with my unshed tears
I beg to be the lover,
and not the fear.
© Diana Mistera 2009
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Mirror
Sinking into a mirror,
leaving scars on its surface,
I see the world change
at every move of my face.
Walking on its cold structure,
captured in a fractureleaving scars on its surface,
I see the world change
at every move of my face.
Walking on its cold structure,
turning a white marble sculpture
knowing not,
what has become of me.
© Diana Mistera 2009
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Undress Silence
The moon shone cold in the deep sky,
nights and days bleeded together.
I longed for love,
but that sweet oblivion
was not to be mine yet.
With your scent you awoke my deepest sin,
and now
for my lust I haunt the night
and for my dreams
I behold to life.
© Diana Mistera 2009
nights and days bleeded together.
I longed for love,
but that sweet oblivion
was not to be mine yet.
With your scent you awoke my deepest sin,
and now
for my lust I haunt the night
and for my dreams
I behold to life.
© Diana Mistera 2009
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Dragon
You,
with your ardent beauty,
a distant shiver the heaven scent,
dragon kiss in the fire strorm.
Then snow on my lips,
and the emptiness hit me
in an endless nightmare.
Someday,
I will feed from you,
drink your venom,
and through your memories
I will reborn.
Your ashes are mine,
like mine are yours.
Just give to me
the sweetest death
and never think again,
give it, now for forever.
© Diana Mistera 2009
with your ardent beauty,
a distant shiver the heaven scent,
dragon kiss in the fire strorm.
Then snow on my lips,
and the emptiness hit me
in an endless nightmare.
Someday,
I will feed from you,
drink your venom,
and through your memories
I will reborn.
Your ashes are mine,
like mine are yours.
Just give to me
the sweetest death
and never think again,
give it, now for forever.
© Diana Mistera 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
Glow
On our bodies we share the same scar
something that we can’t grant.
This love...
moth to the flame,
inflame
in the perpetual fire,
burned to ashes
raise from the dusts
scarlet secret with crimson veil,
ancient sin,
eternal entwined within.
© Diana Mistera 2009
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something that we can’t grant.
This love...
moth to the flame,
inflame
in the perpetual fire,
burned to ashes
raise from the dusts
scarlet secret with crimson veil,
ancient sin,
eternal entwined within.
© Diana Mistera 2009
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Saturday, April 04, 2009
FORTESS
Looking in your eyes
there is no better place to hide
you are my angel and you are saving me again.
Your blood is running through me
filling the scars that have been caused
guiding me back to my immortal love,
the only one I trust,and I always will.
I sleep and wait
covering my bleeding heart
with this shield I have built
to keep it warm and alive for you.
I'm waiting you to come,
so sweet and cruel
and
safe in my fortress.
You know you can hide there
nobody will find you.
Sleep well my sweetheart
the night is waiting,
and I am coming
surrounding you with my grace,
covering you with my veil.
there is no better place to hide
you are my angel and you are saving me again.
Your blood is running through me
filling the scars that have been caused
guiding me back to my immortal love,
the only one I trust,and I always will.
I sleep and wait
covering my bleeding heart
with this shield I have built
to keep it warm and alive for you.
I'm waiting you to come,
so sweet and cruel
and
safe in my fortress.
You know you can hide there
nobody will find you.
Sleep well my sweetheart
the night is waiting,
and I am coming
surrounding you with my grace,
covering you with my veil.
© Diana Mistera 2009
Saturday, February 21, 2009
GUESS THE NAME
I would like to say, i did this poem as a litterature experiment, but it came quite good so i have putted as a poem...just remeber those lines thanx.
GUESS THE NAME
Vanish venerable Venus,
vain vision,
Virgin violated,
versatile victory,
velvet vermillion veil,
vampire's vital vertigo.
Icy- blue idol,
idolized impetuously.
If impure impulse
impudently
increased incriminate incubus,
is implacable lament
infinitely impersonate.
Lacerate lyrics,
last landless language.
Ladylike labyrint,
lured luxurious lust.
Locked lost,
living letters,
left lacuna lapid.
Each edge,
erased erotic ethos;
ejaculates elegiac elements,
even enclosed empty empathy.
Endless extasy
echoed electric eclipses
everlasting evaneshent eternity.
© Diana Mistera 2009
GUESS THE NAME
Vanish venerable Venus,
vain vision,
Virgin violated,
versatile victory,
velvet vermillion veil,
vampire's vital vertigo.
Icy- blue idol,
idolized impetuously.
If impure impulse
impudently
increased incriminate incubus,
is implacable lament
infinitely impersonate.
Lacerate lyrics,
last landless language.
Ladylike labyrint,
lured luxurious lust.
Locked lost,
living letters,
left lacuna lapid.
Each edge,
erased erotic ethos;
ejaculates elegiac elements,
even enclosed empty empathy.
Endless extasy
echoed electric eclipses
everlasting evaneshent eternity.
© Diana Mistera 2009
Saturday, February 07, 2009
BLOODLUST
Born in the silence,
buried in the sands of time,
there is an hidden flame
that yet has to be seen,
the fire within.
The sweet taste of your crimson blood
the bittersweet taste of an ancient power
Give it to me for my lust.
Come, come closer to me,
my bloodlust is craving for you.
Will you be forever mine?
buried in the sands of time,
there is an hidden flame
that yet has to be seen,
the fire within.
The sweet taste of your crimson blood
the bittersweet taste of an ancient power
Give it to me for my lust.
Come, come closer to me,
my bloodlust is craving for you.
Will you be forever mine?
But, beware
to never wish of it,if you will be reached by the wisdom
of those that once failed to become immortals.
© Diana Mistera 2009
to never wish of it,if you will be reached by the wisdom
of those that once failed to become immortals.
© Diana Mistera 2009
Friday, December 12, 2008
Promise
I will not let go what I have been hoping,
I will not give up the things I’ve been dreaming.
I will not deny the dreams I have been seeing,
and the tears I have been crying.
Deep in my heart you’ve left a blade,
and
although it kills me,
I don’t wanna get it away
because there
lay a promise.
So just let me love you
the way I have always did.
© Diana Mistera 2008
I will not give up the things I’ve been dreaming.
I will not deny the dreams I have been seeing,
and the tears I have been crying.
Deep in my heart you’ve left a blade,
and
although it kills me,
I don’t wanna get it away
because there
lay a promise.
So just let me love you
the way I have always did.
© Diana Mistera 2008
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Last wish
My dear
is it love what its burning me inside,
or is just the memory of an unknown fate?
Heaven was in the palm of my hands,
and I was too scare to take the step forward,
and sometimes was so hard to hold on to my dreams
always unsure of what will seem when I will be face to face with you.
Like a dagger you shattered my heart
tasted the blood from your own blade
stared at me in my darkened grave.
I am ready to take all this pain
and die for you
cherished by
the last look in your eyes.
© Diana Mistera 2008
is it love what its burning me inside,
or is just the memory of an unknown fate?
Heaven was in the palm of my hands,
and I was too scare to take the step forward,
and sometimes was so hard to hold on to my dreams
always unsure of what will seem when I will be face to face with you.
Like a dagger you shattered my heart
tasted the blood from your own blade
stared at me in my darkened grave.
I am ready to take all this pain
and die for you
cherished by
the last look in your eyes.
© Diana Mistera 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
Saturday, August 09, 2008
LET...
One last time
let me rejoice the Death
with a melody, just for those of us
who are so half in love with Her
with smooth music, and soft odes.
Let me digging deep in my soul
to find the heart of this chant
the blood, the heat
a silent last beat.
Let then the gentle rain falls
soft like kisses,
let those drops be tears
or the shape of those notes
composed for this song.
© Diana Mistera 2008
let me rejoice the Death
with a melody, just for those of us
who are so half in love with Her
with smooth music, and soft odes.
Let me digging deep in my soul
to find the heart of this chant
the blood, the heat
a silent last beat.
Let then the gentle rain falls
soft like kisses,
let those drops be tears
or the shape of those notes
composed for this song.
© Diana Mistera 2008
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Pellucidity
I can taste you,
I can think of you.
but the future doesn't come
and the past won't get over the present.
All that remains is an illusion
where everything seems still.
Do we dream at night?
Or do we carry on with the same old fantasy?
I am a silhouette wandering in your dreams
you are the shadow that make my eyes twinkle.
The clarity of my mind has been revealed in my dreams
I am able to travel where my heart belong.
Use my illusion and enter in your dreams.
© Diana Mistera 2008
I can think of you.
but the future doesn't come
and the past won't get over the present.
All that remains is an illusion
where everything seems still.
Do we dream at night?
Or do we carry on with the same old fantasy?
I am a silhouette wandering in your dreams
you are the shadow that make my eyes twinkle.
The clarity of my mind has been revealed in my dreams
I am able to travel where my heart belong.
Use my illusion and enter in your dreams.
© Diana Mistera 2008
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Salaisuus/SECRETS
I
carry with me the fire
that
belongs to the place that we mourn.
Beyond
the love, beyond the lust
This
constant yell the bloodlust.
The
passion fed the restless soul
the
taste of the love poured in the chalice is
what
torments the inner artist
with
his devoted reverence for the most beautiful dream,
Dark and light
collided
oppositions that sealed the eternity
oppositions that sealed the eternity
and
worlds come closer with the touch of the fire.
The
muse is the passion
the mistress of your restless soul,
You are like an open book in which I find myself,
the mistress of your restless soul,
You are like an open book in which I find myself,
You,
the blood that keep my heart alive.
© Diana Mistera 2008
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Nymph
Welcome home my Master,
wish to taste our forbidden love,
touch your pale skin
taste your deep deep being.
Come to feel the ocean,
lick it deepest
feed my rose.
Rip off these laces
that keeps my flower imprisoned,
but beware the captivation of the juice,
because my eroticism
will be your oblivion
and,
deep will be the wound between your legs.
© Diana Mistera 2008
wish to taste our forbidden love,
touch your pale skin
taste your deep deep being.
Come to feel the ocean,
lick it deepest
feed my rose.
Rip off these laces
that keeps my flower imprisoned,
but beware the captivation of the juice,
because my eroticism
will be your oblivion
and,
deep will be the wound between your legs.
© Diana Mistera 2008
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