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

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Longing

Sometimes,
when is really quiet and dark,
I fly,
and floating beside your bed
I listen your breath
stroke your hairs tenderly
giving you silent kisses.

But,
too quick I have to move away
gazzing at the first lights of the dawn
and go back at the staticity
of the eternal rhythm of the universe,
within my unbarable darkness,
in my deep, deep loneliness.

From that starry heaven
I send you my whispers and sighs,
and make my solemn promise:
to watch over you
until the time will come
and in flesh and blood
I will finally reveal myself to you.

(c) Diana Mistera 2010

Playing darkness

...Please come to me
not only in my dreams....

(c) Diana Mistera 2010

Saturday, February 20, 2010

Death thoes

The wind cross my fingers
with its sharp breath
evading, enduing, splitting all around,
carrying memories that cutted like blades
go under my overwrought body.


It would suffice fisted the one
you stabbed at the heart,
the one that you
belied as tragical angel
had impregnated with your sweet poison
making it keener,
and everything would end in a moment,
but I failed.

Dazed,I lost my senses
while you slowly dismembered me
limb after limb,
organ after organ
carefully leaving as the last one
the red mass,
that was still pumping in the palm of your hands.

I knew,
thought,
hoped,
the end was now close,
soon the pain of those memories
turned in blurring visions of an old movie.

Bittersweet was the taste of that death
unspeackable the extasy,
the sensual abandon,
the intoxication
while you cherished me,
with your sight,
waiting patiently me expiring the last breath
with a question on my lips,
before embracing the eternal sleep
“Dindn´t you understand I would gave you
anyway
the most precious part of my being?”

© Diana Mistera 2010