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Paul Celano Jun 2010
Ever wonder….
Is there a God?
Ever wonder….
Is there life out there?
Ever wonder….
Why you die?
Ever wonder….
Why no peace?
Ever wonder….
When will it all end?
Ever wonder….
Why me?
Ever wonder….
Why we wonder?
©2002 Paul Celano
Posted 2010
Paul Celano Jun 2010
A stone slab she sits
A drop of her mind hits the ground
She stares down
Afraid to look up and face the pain
A hand twitches
The only part still showing life
Pain has attacked her inside
The poison war in her body
She holds an envelope
Soaked from her sadness
It doesn't wash away
It is branded in the back of her mind
Only curiosity wonders
What is inside the envelope?
But let her be
She has to fight her own war
©2002 Paul Celano
Posted 2010
Paul Celano Jun 2010
You are the one
The sound of your name
Like a siren going off
All my senses rise up
Hoping you are near by
You are the one
When you are here I melt
Body turns numb from your voice
Holding you, loving you
Hoping it will never end
You are the one
I may hurt when you are gone
A salty tear in my eye
Not from sadness, but happiness
Love over powers pain
You are the one
The looks of beauty
The face of an angel
The jewels of your mind staring at me
Melting me into a liquid smile
You are the one
I think of a happy place
You are my happy place
Me and you together
Just us, peace, and love
You are the one
I give my love to you
My heart is like a clock
Every click of the second hand is love
Time that should not be wasted
You are the one
And I am yours
I love you
The missing piece of my heart
©2002 Paul Celano
Posted 2010
Paul Celano Jun 2010
He sits hunched on a bench
Head down in depression
His job of mind splitting Hell

His hair a sharp silver
His skin a corpse white
His expression of dark fear

His sits and waits
Staring a hole through the ground
His eyes, a still painting

His clothes of the darkest black
He holds a book of old
A watch on his arm missing the time

A shadow drapes over him
The air is stale
You wonder what he is waiting for

His arm slowly rises
A finger attacked by age extends
….YOU!
©2002 Paul Celano
Posted 2010
Paul Celano Jun 2010
I see a signal meaning to go
I see a field where people play
I see the grass needing a mow
I see the seaweed in the bay

I hear the forest sounds of life
I hear the croaking of a toad
I hear the loud shouting from strife
I hear the beeps of matrix code

I taste the bitter of a lime
I taste the freshness burn of mint
I taste the spicy dots of thyme
I taste sour that makes me squint

I smell aroma of cut pine
I smell rich potent olive oil
I smell young grapes throughout the vine
I smell aged food about to spoil

I feel roughness of lizard skin
I feel pain from a cactus thorn
I feel split pea soup down my chin
I feel sharpness from stalks of corn

Five senses of the color green
From sound, taste, smell, touch and things scene
©2009 Paul Celano
Posted 2010
Paul Celano Jun 2010
The lights go out
I lay so still
The house moves
As I hear the sounds
Darkness surrounds me
Like a thick blanket
Covering me up
Keeping my mind warm
The weight of the night
Holding me down
Making my body numb
My eyes only move
As I search through the nothingness
The silence grabs my eyelids
Pulling them tight
I take a breath
It is time
©2002 Paul Celano
Posted 2010
Paul Celano Jun 2010
Clouds of human form
The sun is chased away
The rumbling stomach
Of a hungry sky
Steal rain of fairies fall
Dancing on the ground
The screams of souls
Turning into rays of light
Hitting the wood of life
The intense power of above
Pushing through homes
Of those who dream
The act of the Heavens
Or a simple part of nature
©2002 Paul Celano
Posted 2010
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