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.
Monday, October 29, 2012
Saturday, October 20, 2012
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
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
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
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
I wasted my time chasing my illusions
©
Diana Mistera 6.8.2012
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.
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.
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
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
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
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 26, 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
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!
All rights reserved to Diana Mistera for Bloodlust poem.
Pictures are taken from the web.
Music: For You HIM.
Enjoy!
Saturday, April 28, 2012
Sunday, April 22, 2012
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.
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
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...
Friday, January 20, 2012
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.
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
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
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