If one could read all the many stories
The past has to tell about her,
About him,
About them,
About things.

She lost her life,
Redemption was brought to her,
She built a life and had a child,
She lost a baby
But life somehow brought it back,
Brought him back,
Brought her back...
In all your travels may you see
All the soul and souls you could love
And the things you couldn't take
But tried to accept,
See the value in it,
Get yourself out there where you belong.

There is no mistake greater than not SeeKing the path to Redemption of your own soul, love...
Even if hurtful, sometimes...
Without the sun in your eyes and the moon and the stars,
Without the people you can't enjoy...
Somehow making it for the better world
That has all the right to live well.

But I am looking for my soul,
I'm a wanderer, a seeker, a retriever,
A believer, someone who creates...
Someone who was suddenly there,
Being on the path, trying to make meaning of her life,
And I am there, where I can hear
The Rage,
The rage
Suffering united can produce!
All the Rage our suffering united can produce!

From that Rage: live!
Crush things down, they loved their lives, it's their lives!
Crush things down, they loved their lives,
But I don't want their lives to live, I want to build mine.

Tell me the story of that Page you treasured more,
In that book of your life that didn't mean but
A drop in the oceans of pages filled with words and tears,
Images to rest our souls with.

Tell me all that story of your youth, lost hours In words,
Feelings adorned with the explorations of shapes
Moving you on the abstract waves of games,
Thinking of that first Page in the origamy-heart-book you designed
To impress a sad Old child.

For pooring you guys!


Are you playing?
Are you having your fun!
Lives all good!

Have a nice flight!

Cheers!

And never cared about anything and anyone else in the world.

Of concrete and Steel,
Walking-houses Machines,
Blocks of metal, Blocks of tales,
Broken pieces of Reflective tears.

You're with her now,
Mocking me and my soul,
Inspiring my heart to grow
Feelings I never had before...

You're with her now,
Laughing at my heart and soul:
The fool I was. You're right...
Inspiring my heart grow
Feelings
Which may count as dangerous.
The fool I was... Thinking....

                   One must do.
But you were undoable.
"Thanks Lord" You give praise.
You, with her, laughing, mocking,
Making my heart rise
Over centuries if pride.
Feelings....
                      With her.

As I walk through the tunnels you depicted
In a photograph a shade in plays speaking in tongues
Of hearts I wanted to believe in
Trust
But as I failed I remembered who I really am.
It's a place where we are one
And it can be beautiful
It can be troublesome
It can be craving for the better life.

It seems that I don't know
             How to be more grateful
                                        For what I've got.

"My warrior, don't leave me!
She said, her heart in tears,
Her eyes with shines of wonderful surprise
All wrapped in fright."

" Don't worry, my great love,
I Will be back sooner than you can spell
Ivory Tower. "

"Oh, but I want to move!"

"Please, dear! It's for the best. Do trust me!"

"Oh, but I refuse, solanellely!"

"Then I will have to leave with a heart too sorrowed..."

As Missy watched the film tare down
Her heart of plastic wrap
Hanging above the TV set ideas started float
Around her hearts all left to hang above
Without a hope.

A day in town, away from the crowd,
Paying a visit to an aunt.
Return back home after Tea...
A ladies beauty spa, a New Cafe and... one *** shop: she enters:
- Hello! Do you have any metal *******?
.....

Like a poem, like a star,
Like the moon light,
Like the fall,
Like the love life you could have had,
Like the dangers _ for your good heart,
For your good heart you will fight.
Like the meaning into the skies,
Like the lives of gods and stars,
Like a scientists,
Like a ghost,
You will hunt and haunt
Or leave things alone.

Like a window,
Like a plane,
Like the Cloud Washing down with rain
Living poems...

Like a story that was told well,
Like the love life you couldn't tell,
Like the love life you wouldn't tell...
Like no other.

Like everything you ever wanted
To have,
Like those things  taken for granted,
Like all those things cherished,
Like the meaning,
Like the sounds,
Like, like, like the alike...
You aren't but a creature from a paradise lost...
What more to ask for?

Your Father did was not enough...
Now your Mother?

If only, one had the good common sense...
I used to have the good common sense...
But I lost it... Somehow... And that felt finally good.

And leave me alone?

God, make her miracles happen
So I can find my piece of mind and peaceful wars I always loved
Showing...

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Would you beat the filth out of me?
If I asked you, please...
Would you make me worthy?

Could you Save me from myself and this sickening truth that's too ugly?

An invention, this dragon fighting me,
An invention the devil...  

   God likes us chopped by these chosen.
I Will turn into their nightmare and haunt them
As... they disturbed me.
        They chopped me.

I'll forgive them, if I can.
If not, I' ll have to chop them.

Amoeba, dear, ameoba!
It't time for you to glow on the surfaces of lakes
For frogs to get exposed
Later on by humans
Loving lakes so clear
That fish and frogs can breathe
And swans and ducks can glide
On shiny surfaces.

Feels like a winter escape
On glowing matters of green shame
Tuned well
Turned into a yellowish glow
Golden
Light of our future hopes
All taken high, so high above
Shining like the sun over us.

Amoebae! Dear Amoebae! You glow!
You shine and glow!
And I fell helplessly in love!

It is better to be dead than a filthy pig
Of an insult to your prides
and someone
who cannot stand herself
And ruins the lives of everybody else
But, thank you for this gift!

Nobody would be too embarrassed to live like this!

*If the many can ruin even even even...
Have your perfect 'tever evens,
fevers, fevers
to burn all the bull_shit you all claim not being full of!

It can only be heavens,
It can only be the knowledge of Hell.
Love, Share and Care.

It can only be fair,
Heavens versus Hell.
Then there's this Purgatory
An' a mind shell to fill with all our regrets
And medals.

It can only be fair... Heavens.

Too proud for me...
                              She thinks she knows.

She must be greater...
                              And  I must be here...

A family


Is a family...
If you can accept... A family like that!
A good family like that...

Oh, what the honour,
What the Grace!

Do you really enjoy making me
Suffer?


Why do you entertain me?

Why do you....

One can't live without being a character!

More life,
                  MORE
                               life More.

Blue moon melting misinterpretations
I made you cry so many times
For your knowledge of the right thing to do
For how I feel and what I want
I only wanted to make you happy
But not like this...
Not like that...
Blue moons melting misinterpretations
I made you cry so many times!
This knowledge of the right thing to do...
Amazing, perfect.

Maybe you don't need something nice in your life,
Something to brighten the days,
Make part of your life shine,
Lit a little light in your heart.
Maybe you're that ugly inside.

For the duty you want to believe in.

                      May you believe
In your justice and help in times of need.
                     May you be helped.

A reason you'll find, perhaps...
The reason... Behind the curtain...

On the Alley of Sin, we spin,
Trying to get back to that Holy Being
we need!

“They are debating my soul”
“-You are losing your time with them”
“-Please, step into my world!”

He gives me a kiss...
I put the world into my pocket and walked away...
A kiss in the name of the Father.

You are drowning in acid tears for me
But I don’t seem to care,
You are diving into the bitter darkness; I’m seeing this in a past
cup of coffee...
You are drinking it!
I am smelling it!

You were drawing us to the forbidden land
But someone gave me a hand;
I’m suddenly crying for all that you lost,
my friend.
~
Taking a pause!
“- Resting your cause!”
I am going down with a high spirit and see
People walking in slow motion...
their steps are telling me
a story...
“Have patience, you’ll be...!”
Advice for the silent he gives.

*
Alone in this copper house,
I’m getting the bits of your shattered lights.
“I am not alone, and have never actually been!”
Love is in my mind now, and your mind in my heart,
My soul is somewhere in my memory...
and memory’s greatness shall hide in for me!
Then I will light a candle in the living memory of whom you ”

used to be.

“- Yes, my Holy Being! It is you my Pain Killer! I shall take you in!”

From: Teodora Oniceanu. “Time Files"PersonAll”.

'Robbing you of all your wisdom and knowledge,
All shared for that cruel humanity
Never to come back.


Never to come back to a pain
In their perfect shapes...
We like you as you aren't.


We always try to mold you,
We always have ideas to share with you...
It's funny what we do...
Until we aren't what we really are.

.... matter...
                      ... A promise is a promise...
... and this...
                     ... is it...

What I was looking for...
                    ... Is in life,
in death...                                      ... It isn't
                           So
What you were looking for...
Is în life...
                   ... In death...
                            So

W.                 E.                 A               e
        A.                   S     s
                  V.                            V                 W

Sweet child who believed
That the world can be a good place to live.
Well, the world can be a good place to live in.
You're still a good soul meaning only good
Which means being only too stupid.

Ask them, look into their eyes,
It's a business world out there
They are selling one another,
Forcing you into selling yourselves and your souls...
Forcing you into not selling but more.
How else can you survive...?
It isn't easy! It isn't easy at all!

The path? Do you remember Jesus?
Do you remember Christ?
Do you remember God?
A God would never accept nor like being mistreated.
A God would fight.

Learn the good path, take only the best...
Make it right!
Sweet child... Loved child!
Be Wise and strong.

Our Attempts of avoiding tragedies
Lead to harming the self
But the self can take it
It's the flesh that needs more strength.

You let your child starve to death,
You *****, you ****, you awful disease!
You *****, you left home for another ****,
You lousy Mother!
Why did you have to die?!

You helped them feel better about themselves,
You let them invade your home,
Mock you with the Presence of evil...
You helped me say when I could have walked away...
Would that have been better?

You left! You human, you soul...
You had to leave.
Why did you have to **** all my hopes?
You left for that better world,
You had to pass but your memory's still there,
In my heart, brought to my mind,
From time to time...
You had to go away...
And I had to learn how to say goodbye.

Going well.
                        That's why...

This sad,
Broken with love and care  put down
And why is this calmness telling of the great fighter,
The warrior I've become!

Have faith,
They'll fight and ruin it,
Your soul.

Have mercy,
They will convince you that you're stupid.
You and your soul.

Be arrogant,
You'll find yourself nothing but a fool.
You selved soul!

Be faithful,
You'll be thrown out of the door,
You peaceful arogant fool!

Be hard like a stone.

I will always find a reason
To come back
And do something
I see as good or useful or (absolutely) necessary.

Dog Can't be taught new tricks.
Apparently nor can one teach news a bat.

What happens if you have the guts
And courage...

I tell myself I think,
And I think only well,
I listen and I work,
I look for and I play,
I seek and hide.

I tell myself tales asking, asking for help,
I imagine to turn things that upset into a haven,
Heaven in my head, heaven in my head,
I should have remained depressed, died alone
For my family turned so embarrassed.
For my hurting soul to the extreme.

"Now why would ye like me ta be only a *****,
Ye need one that much? Is it the only way ye can make yerself shine?
Stand up prouder than anyone else?
Why would ye like me subjected a ****?
Dejection lost in tis world,
Any town would do... Any time would do...
Ye couldn't make anything and anyone better,
Yer pride was cruel.

Why would ye like me ta be hateful and 'wise',
Standing too proud in the crowd,
Thinking myself what I,'m not...
Standing too low, becoming the filth of your beloved
And loathed... Loathful... Lost, gladly, for the best...

Learning that I must be everything,
No matter what, no matter how I feel...
Why would yer pride be so great and let me lead myself out of Hell? "
Breaking like the lightning crossing the skies on a story night.
"Why would ye want me ta be a *****?
Only a ****** *****?
Ye need one so bad...
Is this the only way ye can feel important?
Why would ye want me ta be a *****?
Is this the only way ye can be better?
Ye want all my life to go wrong.
Maybe this will make ye greater... "

Light
Burning bright
Tears shining
From within

Love
What have you done?
Picking up fun,
Enjoy your laughter.

Trains
Oh dearest
Why would you attack me?
Enjoying your sorrows?
Good,
You're probably not wrong.

Your sweet butterflies created in the perfect lab
Have visited me in a dream,
They told me so many things that my gut felt forced to train itself,
Stretch to sentence them to a higher flight
Where they could find everything they couldn't want but the way they loved: peaceful
Butterflies fluttering their wings, flying up, flying down,
Mesmerising my mind,
Where's the bee?
They bring pollen that took on their wings
But the bee,
The bee is bringing her honey and her poison and her humming,
Then a buzz,
Then a flight in the search of more flowers.

I ate three thousand butterflies and their queen
Had no problem.

I couldn't hate this world of yours more,
What's there to learn that they are too ******* important!?
Oh, but I didn't know, I didn't know!

I tried to avoid it, 'ate all that I could,
Felt ill to the stomach!
Outch,
Now time to fast and heal!

I even became a vegan,
Oh, well, that went' so well!
Only some birds here started being inviting, delicious food I reject
Like an idiot of a vegan.

"Maybe you had a good life but you had to ruin mine... and I had to say goodbye, still, you wouldn't let me...
You like seeing us hurt,
Broken, humiliated for all the strength we show,
For all the weakness we exposed...
For anything that is, that was...
Once yours
Oh, but for ten times much more!
You would
Humiliate us more
I know...
I had to flee
As you were too ugly to accept and let me be."

©Theodora Oniceanu