when you fall in love
deeper you fall
harder you have to crawl
in this endless suicide.
© Diana Mistera 31.1.2013
Thursday, January 31, 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.
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!
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
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.
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
© Diana Mistera
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.
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...
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!
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!
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.
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
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
© Diana Mistera 8.11.2012
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.
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.
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
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