MissLead: Bleeding Memory

By Theodora Oniceanu

From Angels to Humans, from the story of an artist to the one of a warrior, from the sensations of a victim to another, this book can be called a middle point. A virtual stage on which feelings of a diverse palette are either revealed or secluded, conveyed or camouflaged, played with or not. A stage on which a show is played by one in strong settings and many in fading shades of greys. Based on a project meant as an homage brought to victims of abuse of any kind, this collection gathers some pieces of writing that include particles of journal-style writing, a bit of poetry and rhythmic and rhyming pieces through which I am trying to make the puzzles of the entire picture not yet fully created send their vibes and generate sensations for the readers to interpret and understand through their own spirits.
There was a strong need to show my gratitude for the times of peace and harmony that were granted to us through the sacrifice of those heroes fighting for justice and peace, having strong faith in their fight for a better world. There was also an even stronger wish to dedicate this project to the innocent victims of abuse of power of any kind, so, here I released a 32 pages dynamic piece of writing to express some of my feelings, ideas and thoughts on matters of sacrifice and fight (an artistic expression, I tried to bring to the eye of the young in spirit artist, capable of living a new life after death).

• Language: English
• Publisher: Theodora Oniceanu
• Release date: Sep 12, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463374160

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.

Book preview

Bleeding Memories

Anges de vie

(angels of life)

To one paradise imagined

Flew the angel in disguise

Scaring every single creature

That was passing by.

Was it possible for someone to prospect, then make protrude,

All the beauty ever after

That was circling the whole truth?

Here is said to have a good flight

This old angel in disguise,

Then this way was true and honest,

Honestly dancing ‘goodbye’.

To a horror film that wasn’t all too frightening after all,

Only too annoying living,

Singing, playing for the one

Who would have destroyed her Soul,

One who tried to murder them all,

She sang her old souls’ songs!

Left behind, forever hollow

Trying to become her All;

Thinking he might get that chance to

Hurt her and them all

Once more.

Through the windows in my head though

There are doors that open clearly,

Showing paths that carry stone-dresses

On the surface of a glasslike

Shiny armour.

"- You’ll all see one day how it feels

to be left alone and cold

because shown:

You are not the one!"

Do not tell me,

Please don’t tell me,

That love doesn’t mean to you

Anything

And shouldn’t mean a thing

To me either!

"Don’t you dare to bless me, hollow,

With your cold-existence lie!"

But the cold has gotten to me

And I learned I was better off with friendship

And a cup of cold white chocolate;

‘still prefer the dark one, though!

I also remember shouting

back at him:

"- Don’t tell me now, that no one really cares

because that’s not me

nor him,

Not us! Don’t you see?

Your Moronic Highness!

It was your choice to keep away from our beliefs!"

The man had no reasons though to adhere to my beliefs!

So now I am watching out

One window of one past

That was promised to me

when I could not understand

‘Why all this disgust for love and how it feels!?’

The perfumes of nature are recycling to amaze

The innocent wisdom;

The all-knowing make now much sense!

Interests in deluxe editions

Of absurd theories on lust;

Then again, what I

Reviews for MissLead

[Mireille Jean Luc · Rating: 3 out of 5 stars]

It's interesting. I don't know how to feel about it. A bit, dramatic.