Full of myself
           It must be time for me
                                           To get broken.

Infection with love, dangerous,
Obsession to get cured,
Regret follows,
Trapped for there seems to be no way out of here,
Enjoy All your wars, all your sorrow.

Courage to live it, punished,
It is only for the chosen, those who fought,
Only everybody's fighting
For what they want.

Sweet and tenderly you came
To declare all your wishes,
My commands_

Making love powerful.

To live a life in rebellious peace.

In rebellious peace a life to be led.

Lead a life in rebellious peace.

Rebellious peace in life.



A life (must be) led in rebellious peace.

Of rebellious peace.

A peace rebellious.

Rebellious a life led in peace.



Peace of rebellious life.

Rebellious a peace.

In life a peace, rebellious.

Peace rebellious as life.



To live! that peace, rebellious.

Rebellious a life in peace.

In life led, rebellious a peace.

Life rebellious peace acts.

You don't remember yourself? But I Will remember you
I Will remember you,
I must Have loved you.

You don't want to know
Me
As life was bit too hard
Understanding must be hard
They know
They see
And if I saw
I wanted to live
Or believe
Understanding evil wasn't hard
As life was bit too hard

You don't remember yourself. But I Will remember you

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

A damsel in distress I am,
To your satisfaction,
I wish I knew more of this but the sky was too limited,
Paying my bills to this Universe,
For all that love and all the hatred I was always so capable of!
To your satisfaction
An animal too sweet
sacrificed a much too sweet pitiful animal, supernatural,
Too bitter a cause.

And I am also a feral beast,
Ferociously eating my sandwich,
My part of the sandwich, you won't touch!
My share of wonders, all mine, all mine...
God... sorry... I am too forgiving...
Yes, you may have it, you poor much more famished beast...

And I am a teller of fortune,
Your life was all to beautiful,
You may live in the past...
The future is for the ones who want to last forever....

And I am a changer of pasts, combining
Your Universe lost with mine,
My planet a place for you _only if apart.

But I am lovable.... oh well, I used to be...
Maybe I don't remember correctly
How things should be!

***** trapped home
Desastruous feel
Need, struggle, work,
Liberty restored.

A heart breaking for a lost world to be revealed,
A world of wisdom lost for youth impressed with good **** need...
Holy good ****, holy good ****,
Oh! My holy good ****!
Please, God, rescue us from such a troublesome act_K-not

You can live the ******* wanted!
Be the **** and stars and chickens
and cows and everything you want.
You may believe in the ******* want.
I'm out of this. Your fights all in vain.
You keep trying to punish me more,
Curse me with the same crap or even worse.
Why don't you just go to a ****,
You frustrated ******* and *****?
I prepared something nice for you,
All bearable and good to be lived.

'Don't even want to hear about your
wishes to **** me up and offer me goods
I should then Kiss your ***** for
And get even worse ******
By your lousiest pieces of ****!
The kind you'd just love to see me be
For the sake of your personal Victory, worship of ******* and *****
Fighting for what was never but theirs to live and love.
'Love?'
Oh, well... Trouping and fighting to **** all the good they can find
For the Milk and honey,
Greens and funny things
Their ***** need...
Enjoy All your sorrow!
You gladly helped us get all that!

You can live the ******* wanted!
I'm out of here.

Let Us see

How much of an insult one can take
If I 'm sorry for your demons
It seems that I am sorry for myself
My everybody.

Other people May insult us
Well other people May be insulted.

As always...
                         Only fantasy ruins it,
     And it ruins it all too hard.

Mind-less work you ask to prove
Your great potency and by subjection,
Wisdom taken for the fool
That has lost...
Recovering disappointment,
Still playing the faithful,
Still trying...
I made myself share with the world
Everything that was to be shared
From an experience,
From a tell-tale,
From a love-line
And a life,
From a lie told well,
From the judgement day that came.

For what are we JUDGEd?
Who judges?
Why and what for?

My life is yours now, isn't it?
What other good choice was there for someone like me?

"If I died... Would that ensure your happiness, my love?
'Cause I' d die for you..."


Why are you here?
To make me stay and wander again what righ or wrong?
What should I do?
And why?
To make me feel much worse for I still have to obey
The ugly rules of a yesterday I wanted forgotten...
A past nobody wanted.

Why are you here?
What do you want?
What is your purpose in life?
You ruined it.

What's wrong?
Am I still annoying? Still here, existing, doing,
Saying something, struggling
Easily!
Pis-Pis-******* you
Like a **** in boots,
Like a star, like a rock taken down from the Mountain,
Like a river of black
Pain
Like a peacock lost for the vain
To keep taking, keep nurturing,
Keep saying something... worth being told.
Rain
Like a piece of cotton-candy thrown to the blue halo
Space embraced saying that I am ******* you
Like a ****-Bussed-Rouse,
That home-made cookie you poisoned
Then threw to the garbage.
Now Make it good.


"If I died... Would that ensure your happiness, my love?
'Cause I' d die for you..."

You don't want my life.
You want only what came out good of it!

Untitled Sun
No title, no rope
Just a lie full of hope!
No phantoms, no touches
Only faint little torches.

Eternal existence
We'd like to achieve
But Sun 's going down
Dark blue with our dream.

© All rights Reserved Theodora Oniceanu

And so it seems that I observed you
To become what I never knew I desired to be.

It's life that matters most,
And life is sweet, life is generous,
Oh, life is good.

You didn't force me into this,
Oh, now you're vexed a soul!

It's life that brought all this together,
It's all too generous and sweet ~
Hopes for no cavities
And other disease...

Why are you vexed, now?
Didn't you force me into this?

Oh, Wait! No, Wait!
I started to enjoy it!
This life!
Are you that vexed a soul?

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.

To be honest, I couldn't hate you more,
Still, life is life and We're supposed to learn
From evil how to be more evil,
The proud how to be prouder of the worst they make of anyone
They want to break,
To take
And have responsible for their make
Of ugly doing
Hatred despair.
One hates another for what the other one has
And loathes themselves.

Tune of sharp blades,
Voice of deep knowledge, truth delved
Disquieting the serious
Speaking the grim truth
I find myself in need
To change what's become of me;
Despicable gallon,
wily crooner.

Tyranny: you like us small,
For your pride to be greater the many must suffer,
You are superior,
Your time of grief ending soon
with broken disasters
Yielded to the world by candlelit audiences,
a trifle apologetic
outlining chastisement.

If to love and be loved is that stupid then keep being an ignorant!

Atrocities
In times of war
We Hunt and eat each other
Or fast and almost die of hunger,
We watch the Ravens coming then
Tearing the flesh of carcasses,
Guiding the wolves and melting pain
Down with the blood
Atrocious sight
Painted.

Roses are blue
And violets are red,
Pardon me,
It was the other way around,
Botox lips kisses might be more appreciative!

When I'm not too LoVeLy

- Hello, what can I do you for today?
- Hmm... I guess I programmed you well, my dear!
Well... A machine can take quite everything. What's up for today?
- A lot of Tales for the wonderful!

Papa Devil learned,
He went to school and turned
Into a carpenter
His hands pours rivers of splinters
Like magic his business working well.

Poor, they say but I don't care,
I Have everything I need,
Oh yeah, We're doing well...
At least I can go to school
Where all the other kids can bully me.
That's fun. But I'm okay. I punched one in the face just yesterday.
In this head of mine Papa Devil meant only well.


In this head of  mine I know papa meant only well...

We take showers,
Sometimes long,
To wash away the stench beaten out of our private hell,
Our inner hell's garbage can and the filth deposed on us,
sometimes gladly...

We wash thoroughly our hairs and skin rubbed well,
Use soap and other perfumed work
Of other thoughtful humans
Knowing the same
Need
To make the body
Bearable to live with.

We sometimes put on some cream, perfumed as we hope
That all the stinking flesh will turn somehow into love
- Flower fresh for a few moments in time,
destined to wither, die and dry -

We put perfume on so we can live with our selves,
Our bodies yelling all day log: "You're inSANE! There's no escape from this...!"
But we do have faith...
                                        ... in our products....

To live with one's self,
We wash away the stench coming with regrets beating all the stench out,
Out of our bodies, called the self to contribute.
Selves competing and contributing, putting more filth on,
Cream and perfume helps it all linger;
Times that can be sometimes bearable,
Other times the horror of all senses...

Putting on perfumed products to cover the stench
Of a rotten body
destined to move noses or have them fall.

Waiting while we move around, moving around a body and soul,
Rich winds reminding the Sphinx of duties.

Speaking nothing of the shame
Of not playing it too well,
Where's my strength?
All that certainty
I built
Taking all that I could take
From a teacher or a friend,
Taking nothing from a poisonous egotistic problem.
I must have hurt you,
Oh, you poor thing,
I barely dared to live that something beautiful...
But when time comes time comes
And one may deserve what they want.

How? By killing another one,
Or making them turn into their greatest sickening worst.

We're fighting for a place in your hearts.
What can one expect a virus?
Not to make you laugh?
Not to make you cry?
Hah!
We're viruses.
We're fighting for a place in your beloved hearts.

I wish I didn't feel this way,
I do not think of harming you every day,
I'm lying, of course, who am I kidding, maybe it's time to say a prayer:
I feel like harming you but I wish I did not,
I feel like committing the murderous act of a slayer.

I am that Daughter you didn't have
But would gladly use, for a good ****,

Oh, good ****! Mother of good ****! Getting me slapped in 'da face!

For the ugly laugh at... "Whaaat?"
I am the Daughter you gladly used for your needs,
You gladly sold for some deeds,
You cared not...
                   You cared not,
                                      You cared not
About my love craft,
My science act,
Evil thought taken to the ideal height...
You cared not,
                   You cared not...
How could you have?

Call yourself not an evil Queen, only a very proud one
Ruining a life for your own, your own flesh and blood.
No. I do not know why.

I am that Daughter you couldn't have,
Still, gladly used and taught others how to ****
And **** with.
Ugly your thought, ugly your mind
Got me to the conclusion infesting mine,
Ugly your thoughts, ugly your mind...
It's a combat which can help ruin life.

For that memory
Of your greatness
And that wish of well for both of our worlds?

How many lies do we have to be told? How many, for how many we want to be told. For how many we tell.
How many lies did you tel for your own
Good.

But there's hope for us and for our lies,
To be told,
Lies to tell
Everything goes well,
Swell, well, well, well...
Out of my deep well: w'ever;

All good to be, if it can,
Wish I slaughtered all disease,
Oh, well... Why not ask for more?
Well, well, well...
Out of my deep swell: 'tever.

As long as there' s still something good to Save...
Out of my deep Swell well:
Love forever.

But what does love means, to you?
What can be hatable?
Maybe you all know better.
I'll leave you with your knowledge:
LOVE forever.
Out of my deep well,
Swell forever.

Mock me?
What made you suffer like that?
What made you ruin a life?
What made you **** my flight?

What made you mock me?
Pride?A sense of Justice!
C'est la vie: "I The one who wasn't better won!"
It's love, dear.
Love you would not understand.
Because, if it's love it isn't...

If we dared we would have to suffer
And if we lied, still the same.
                            So
      Let's suffer brightly, shall we?

I danced with all my heart
I trained
I learned
I loved
I learned
I lived
Thinking myself a human being
Dreaming myself up
Down and deep beneath
Until that day came:
A fly flew to my mouth
I tried to avoid eating it
Now I wonder:
What the fly?!

Will remain your burden

Is to take care of your business...

Doesn't everybody want the same thing?

The apology got hurt, somehow
It may be the miracle of a life
Put through too many lies
As one must know...
Tests of life can make one stronger.
If you meant something good in the past
Now you can't mean the same anymore.
Down with the one gifted,
Down with the light,
Down with all love
Do you remember?

Yes. You may. You may waste your time.
You may waste your entire time with your apologies.
You may waste your whole life with your apologies
And I may never be you, I may be myself,
The one you will always hate
Because you don't know but this better.

Yes you may. You may waste all your times
With your filthy, stupid apologies,
You may waste your lives with your filthy apologies
I don't care, I never will,
Those feelings are long dead and burried
Feeding creatures I refuse to know.

Yes. You may waste all your times with all your stupid or smart apologies.
Everything you say or do for me
Sounds like those stupid apologies!
You live them all through.

One doesn't have to take any awful blame
And they don't have to live in shame,
No shame... No, no!

When you are happy,
How is it that I'm sad?
How is it that I 'm tired
Of this business combined?
How is it that
I go for the magical world
When you are happy...
Why am I sad?
A cloud' s a cloud,
The rain's the rain
And it May feed and wash away
The waste that's filth
Only the depths of grounds
Know how to handle.
Only the worms that know how to devour

Already down I am, under a trap
so well prepared,
The vines of my existence contort
constricting your body and soul.

It hurts to see you hurt like this,
it was all just a lie, we’re confessing our torments.

Already down under your great curtain of spite,
It hurts to see how much you cared not,
Still, you forced me into this and I said: “alright...
I’ll do this...”

Now I regret loving you in any way
Already down, under your murderous tears
I can comprehend and I am with you, oh,
poor deceived soul!
As if I ever meant anything to you!

But another try, another gal’ to hurt.
Already down under the cover of skies
you somehow won.
I’m reading and learning about your ways,
regretful acts of ******,
Hatred and spite.

If I am still wondering why all that
then I am a fool!
“It was for your great palaces, you great fools,
kings and lovers!”

© All rights Reserved Theodora Oniceanu

When everything you do is a mistake
You know it's over,
Where is my heart now, my soul,
I said I sold it but now I know what a great liar I am,
Running for salvation, looking for a way out of hell.

Where is my love-life?
I probably imagined everything that was,
Everything that is,
I watch you grow and live,
Running for salvation when put down by your pride.

Decision desperate to reach heavens,
I was told that one must first go through hell.
Well, where do you think I was?
I watched you live the extraordinary
Imagining myself there.

Where is my friend now?
I hope not lost, they needed a good life just like I do,
I watch you grow wiser and wiser every day,
And I can't have enough of it,
Running for salvation, she was right,
I must be looking for the light.

Now:
           To where my soul finds peace,
Finds Joy and laughter,
           Riches of the unspoken but heard of.

Right now:
                      To where my soul can be,
Can touch, can live
                      A little dream of incomplete tragedy...

Now:
          My soul there where it can find what it seeks,
What it needs for complete resolution.

I am tired
Of everything
They want
But that is life
If they want to they may live.
I already know what a problem all this
Isn't.

That life was unfair
Was wrong.
Life was all fair
Unfairnot

Oh, please give me a good heart,
A whooshie, mushie soft heart you can throw your everything in,
Please, do give me the kind heart to take it all,
Your sword may rest and sink and rust or glow in it.

Bother!
Why did you give me birth?
Why did you sent me to school...

Why the **** did you dare do anything
For yourself, for me or the world...
Why the **** did you?!

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

Do you really enjoy making me
Suffer?


Why do you entertain me?

Why do you....

Your (great) example
If we'll still be sent to a ****
Treated with disrespect,
Prevented from living up...