Prism Tears

By Theodora Oniceanu

No tear in vain, no pain or suffering which won't be repaid if honest and truth!
Inspired by the things we love and the ones we resent, out of the spheres of different human knowledge, down from the stage to be put back up there where it belongs, out of books of poetry, playwright and films, along with the classics' old and new and the ancient spheres of spiritual values, 'Prism Tears' is meant to offer a place for a reunion of thoughts transposed into the shape of heartfelt, ironical, playful and blue conversations through lyrics, rhythms, rhymes and 'small-talk', lines to break the flow or to offer a closer to the nature of life-of-the-artist-heart approach; echoes and looks into the sky for stars and feelings are a major part taking the reader to the show behind a curtain that isn't revealed to just about anyone. You have to wish for it, look for it and watch it; if it became instinctual it doesn't mean is no longer thinking!
Sometimes funny, other times sad - as it's supposed to be - meditative, reflective and fun with the change of rhythm, this book gathers a little more of the inner-self that's usually cried out or cried for and this for the simple reason that us, the ones that share the same traces of character with me, simply need to say something, to speak-out loud and say that we create: illusion or not, here I am, daring to use a great word for this gathering of various thoughts and feelings exposing our shared spirit.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Theodora Oniceanu
• Release date: Jun 5, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463956991

Theodora Oniceanu

Theodora Oniceanu (born Lacatis) lives in a small town named Targu-Mures, situated close to the heart of Transylvania, Romania with her husband, her son and their cat. She followed the classes at the Faculty of Letters at the University of Petru Maior Transylvania and the ones on Sociology and Social Studies at the University of Spiru Haret, Bucharest. She is passionate about arts and crafts, she also loves sports, travelling and photography, enjoys good quality music and, of course, books. She's been writing since age nine, but with interruptions. Now she feels that she has the necessary time to dedicate good part of her life to writing.

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Prism Tears

Inside a question the answers reveal

"Don’t worry, I’m not taking away your love,

That passion inside is all yours,

My Premium Gold Line!

Don’t be scared,

I’m not looking to steal away your self-made miracle,

Do not be afraid!

I am not your criminal!

I only come in peace!

…

‘wanted to know if there’s still love left around here!

That’s all! "

- I don’t understand what is that I did to deserve this! I still don’t know what was the wrong thing that I did or the very right one for this! Why do you hate me with this active hatred and resent? Please, help me with this? what was it? I’m asking because I cannot remember for sure. I know that an apology won’t help, still, I have to know: what was that bad deed and the sorrows I caused to you and your people? Did I kill for the pleasure of killing? Did I steal somebody else’s life and destiny? How can one do that, anyway? I don’t understand… she spoke with tears in her eyes.

- You should be more like your father, Sylvie, dear! Strong like an OK, brilliant and wonderful, unbreakable! Break their faces with the strength of your heart and mind, with the brilliance of the spirit you are … to become!"

Pre_Comp Start

1. Empires on H Tears

• The walk on Tears

• Holy Division of the Flame

• Blue some Plaques

• Kafka in a Song like Yours

• Trauma Train

2. Empires of TeaEars

• To the Land of Dragons

• Extra-terrestrial Expression

• City of Childhood

• Sacred Crown

• Solar Plexus

• TR_easeOn

• Perhaps’s Calls on maybe

3. Tears of The Fake

• The whatever song

• Let’s Do(e)!

• A strange collaboration

• Misjudgement day

• Eddie Wisdom and My Pride

4. The Devil Likes Them Human

• The Supernatural Brother

• Some Broken Piece of Information

• Kings of Worthia

• A Celtic Morning

• Cries of The Hearty Shadows

• Rambler Though_TS

5. Healing DisOrder

• The Thinking Disorder

• The Healing Disorder

• Closer to the birds

6. Our Polyhedral Time

• Harmless Shine

• Saint Alley Tea

* Lights’ Effects after one Sleep

* Another ironical ride: Our Random Lie

The Extra Seven: The More I have the more you want from me

Pre_Comp Start

*

Masters of the infinite,

Thank you for the life I lived,

De / Con

Structures

Re

Structural

Constructions

Structures

of Re_Composition

Com Pose_ Sure

Structural

Behaviours

~ Something to lean ~

on

&

Die

For a living:

New and Old,

Singing

A

Song.

Pre_compose!

Compose!

Re_compose!

Now do it again,

Beloved friend!

*

1. Empires on H Tears

Artwork:

1. Blue Honey

2. UnderSound

3. All_in_Sane Story

Now, why was I so hurt,

Leaving you all to burn?

Why didn’t I trust myself enough to be the one?

Why couldn’t I?

I wonder ‘Why’?

The walk on Tears

When all houses meet,

The circle of your infinite

Can go on our break;

What is your decision?

For which infinite?

I believe that your tears weren’t fake.

Yet here I am, wondering about your heart beat.

*

Sharing moments,

Sharing sweets,

Sharing laughter,

Sharing tears.

Share your light

And share your Shadows,

Give some resting time to hollows

That are sleepy right away

Giving you recourse to clay,

New illusion for your beliefs

In some cool, pathetic breeze

of the ocean that you freeze

In your mind to rest remarks

Made on peaks, high, of a rock.

*

Got tired, honey,

Trust me!

I’ve got enough of this!

I wish I were so different!

‘Wish I was someone else.

Tired of fighting laughter,

Tired of empty hopes,

Tired of being punished

for the strings on their ropes!

*

Give some sleepy clay remark

On a peak’s recourse to rock

New illusions cool and hollow

Resting times on breeze to follow

Ocean’s cool aesthetic sleeps,

Frozen image of a breeze.

Share your shadows and your lights,

Share some moments, sweet and fun,

Share those tears in forms of life

On these moons,

Too clear, make shine!

*

Got to give and got to take;

Time seems now an enemy...

Time is yours for them to make

New bright visions which seemed fake

In your eyes that wanted more

For the future of our sailors.

…

You got to choose and I got to suffer for it...

Blame me for wishing to get out of this cunning lift

Of a soul that was not mine to take care of

and run for.

...

I will never forgive you for playing with my soul like that! I will never treat you with the respect you were not able to offer to me and what I did for you! You never showed the respect you ask for; why should I show more respect to you? Why should I bother!? Why should I since taking your example was a bad choice leading me nowhere! Why should I bother for myself if I am cursed to mean nothing to you no matter what I do, be it a good kind gesture, an act of faith or one of disillusion and hatred, resent coming out of the lies and hurtful truths I’ve been told along this ride! You shouldn’t want to be forgotten or forgiven: that’s what you’ve been looking for! You wanted to have a place into eternity! It is your choice, the one you had to embrace so you never died. Deserve this! Deserve everything you offered to me, to us! Deserve it!

I’ve been crying for miracles to happen for too long a time, now; when I decided to do something about it - I guess this is the reason why I’m still here - things were misinterpreted or just made fun of enough to get me into the trouble I didn’t want. I wonder why! Oh, I do wonder why! I had no clue that who I am is a toxic enough creature for you to hate for a change... It feels amazing to be loved enough for others to be brough-up to their heaven and my heaven. It feels great! It is most wonderful and spectacular a thing to happen!

- No, I am not going to be your ‘holy’ drinker! I am not going to be you ‘holy’ whore! I am not going to be your ‘holy’ nothing ... - right now I am not sure if the message goes to the one that should know precisely why and to whom I address these words! Perhaps I have no clue who I am fighting against now... You need a good soul, a kind, respectful and magic creature - one with the holy magic going on, not a punished by one mighty angel of God. You don’t need someone who was not loved enough to be saved from the ugly path of the weakest and best misleaded