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Paul Celano Jun 2010
A knock and she is here
The door opens slowly
There she stands

The heart beats faster

Her lips move up
The shine of white shows
A small breath exhales

The heart beats faster

Her eyes star
The body turns to mush
A small wink

The heart beats faster
The leap of contact
Her arms wrap around
A surprise burst of feeling

The heart beats faster

The feeling of being one
The warmth of two together
Eyes closed a sigh of happiness

The heart beats faster

As you hold each other together
You know you will be one forever
You are her hero for she is your dove
Together you the feeling of true love
©2004 Paul Celano
Posted 2010
Paul Celano Jun 2010
Have you ever sat and thought
What happen in this day
That made your eyes want to cry
And turn your colors gray

To wake up with a smile
That runs across your face
Now has turned upside down
And stays there right in place

Did something really happen
To turn your day unkind
Or was it something you created
Deep inside your mind

The future is not written yet
Happiness can return
Just as long as you don’t make
Your heart start to burn

I know I will feel this
Until my mind has died
Not unless I fill this hole
My body tries to hide.
©2005 Paul Celano
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
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
Standing in a dark hole
Surrounded by troops of black
A frozen pale road
A shadow leads the way

A loud silence
A breeze of stale air
The world had disappeared
The whole quilt but one patch

Flickering lights around the mind
The lustrous pearl in the sky
The exit
Walk the path
©2002 Paul Celano
Posted 2010
Paul Celano Jun 2010
Drinking wine
Eating lobster
Relaxing under blue skies
And the poor man cries

Going to the club
Driving the sports car
Wearing suites and ties
And the poor man cries

Living in a mansion
Taking vacations
Eating cakes and pies
And the poor man cries

He is alone
No friends or family
Has nothing to live for
Is not healthy or clean
Cannot get food
So he lays there and dies
And no one cries
©2002 Paul Celano
Posted 2010
Paul Celano Jun 2010
I am Earth
A ***** man in wool
A stressed mind
I can crack the ground in half
To pull you down to my level
I wrap my life around things
To make them reach to the sky

I am Wind
A beautiful lady in silk
A relaxed mind
I can destroy a world
With just a puff from inside
I can bring the heat down
With a throw of my hand

I am Water
An aged woman in damp clothes
A flowing mind
I can sink a ship
With my heavy wet tears
I can nourish the seed
To bring green back to the land

I am Fire
A hurt man in torn clothes
An angry mind
I can turn an area to dust
With the spark from my eyes
I can bring warmth
To a depressed frozen family

We are the elements
God’s power to the people
Underestimate us
And you may bring the world down
©2003 Paul Celano
Posted 2010
Paul Celano Jun 2010
I opened the door today
Took my hidden skill
Added it to myself

We are one once again

The power of the blood
Runs through my veins again
Down to my hands
Making my fingers tingle

I grab my wand
With the magical ink
To create a picture from my mind
On a sheet of paper
But not of images
With words
Every word sends a pulse to the reader’s mind

I give them the paint
They paint the picture
For the power is back
The power to write
©2003 Paul Celano
Posted 2010
Paul Celano Jun 2010
Can happiness and sadness
Be in the same tear

I believe so

The feeling of pure greatness
Happy as ever
The tear wants to shed
But when the feeling goes
Happy is over

Sad kicks in
Yet the tear has not fallen
Then the emotions collide
Creating a liquid diamond
Wasted to the ground

Can happiness and sadness
Be in the same tear

I believe so
©2003 Paul Celano
Posted 2010
Paul Celano Jun 2010
On his body is a ginger bread thong
To soften you up he sings a sweet sugar song
If you hit on him he’ll play along

He’s the **** ginger bread man

He’ll ****** you with candy wine
On a scale from 1-10 he is a 9
Girls look at him and say, “He’s so fine”

He’s the **** ginger bread man

On his face are peanut butter eyes
He has powdered sugar on his manly thighs
He will reel you in with his seductive lies

He’s the **** ginger bread man

On this neck is a chain of candy
Around the house he can be handy
If you add frosting he can be pretty randy

He’s the **** ginger bread man

Out of the batch he is the pick
He has a giant ginger breadstick
It has rainbow sprinkles on it

He’s the **** ginger bread man

You bite the chain and swallow the thong
Eat the stick which is very long
You gobble him up till he’s all gone

NO MORE **** ginger bread man
©2002 Paul Celano
Paul Celano Jun 2010
Heart sound
An Indian’s drum
Thunder in the sky
The bass in a song

Heart sound
The sound of love
Heart sound

Heart sound
Gunshots through the air
Bumps on the road
Sticks of dynamite

Heart sound
The sound of love
Heart sound

Slow heart sound
Glass breaking
The ripping of paper
Nails on a chalkboard

Slow heart sound
The sound of lost love
Slow heart sound
©2002 Paul Celano
Posted 2010
Paul Celano Jun 2010
The clock stops
Time hits the brakes
Silence….nothing
My body stops
Mouth left breathing
Heart left beating
Eyes blurred
They focus
I see silence
….I see….silence
I feel like I am in a picture
Not a sound
Nothing moves
Glued to Earth’s body
I hear through silence
I hear what objects think
What are they thinking?
Do they think, what I do?
Do they hear, what I hear?
I hear the rumbling of Earth’s stomach
I hear the liquid in the air
I hear gravity’s hands pulling things in
I hear my mind spinning!
From hearings things you can’t hear!
IT’S LOUD!
SILENCE IS LOUD!
A sound more piercing then anything
It tries to drill into my skull
My head is vibrating
I SCREAM!
My sound mixing with silence
Like oil and water
It does not mix!
My voice hides
I can’t hear my voice!
I hear silence
I hear the silence….of silence!
THE PAIN!
THE NOISE!
THE………STOP!
I am left in a little ball
Shaking….waiting….
I listen….I hear nothing
But what am I hearing?
Am I hearing myself?
Am I hearing silence?
WHAT AM I HEARING?
I stretch out and look at the sky
I hear the wind hugging leaves
I hear the songs of birds
I hear myself breathe
The pain has vanished
Can sound be pain?
Can silence be pain?
Can silence….be sound?
©2002 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
Sit in the saturated twilight
Wind down the taxed eyes
Take one rooted breath
Open the extensive world in the mind

Pale emotions locked by weakness
Only the key of virtue can open
To discharge the stout sting on the spine
Filled with warm crimson candy

Vibrant green embers release
Around the staggering brain
Like nimble mating fireflies
Lighting the brittle inner land

Feather floating thoughts
Powered by an emotion’s spirit
Each a memory; choice or inferior
Brought out again by keen thinking

Sometimes in an imprudent world
It is tough to get to a state of relax
Which clutters the memory of mind
Until that deep respiration is contained
©2010 Paul Celano
"I really do think too much"
Paul Celano Jun 2010
To see a dying rose bloom
That is a sight

Each petal of life
Floats to the ground
Vanishing into the cold surface
Of the past

As time goes on
New petals of future grow
Filled with crimson power
Until the rose points to the sky
Welcoming all it has to give
And all I will receive

What a sight
To see a dying rose bloom
©2004 Paul Celano
Posted 2010
Paul Celano Jun 2010
To think what could have been
A past that did not have a future
To drive through the moment
To get stuck at the red light
The car filled with good times
Now all doors open
The passengers all fall out
Then the light turns green
You leave
Alone
Worried
Should you of left your feelings behind?
Or should you of took them with you?
Why is it so hard to shift to reverse?
But so easy to move forward
©2005 Paul Celano
Paul Celano Jun 2010
The past has faded
The fear is now gone
No more pain or hurt
For my heart beats with strength once again

I am alive and risen
My body streams of life
From a single beautiful gem
One of great power

She is a winged angel
Sprinkling a smile to my face
Pounding a drum
Deep within my chest

To awaken now
To see the sun is a gift
For the day is filled with love
For this one special girl

Then to hold her
To stare into her sparkling eyes
To feel the softness
Of her crimson lips

To embrace her warm
To sink into each other
To become one
To make our love even more

A passion that has no words
A feeling that is just there to feel
Thoughts of magical sweetness
Two hearts beating as one

To be so lucky
To have found such a treasure
To be able to hold
Such a perfect thing

I thank everyday
That this girl is mine
I worship even minute
I know I am thinking about her

I take in every second
I get to hold her
I save every kiss
I get to place on her

To be able to love again
To take that hardest step
In my painful life
And resurrect it

Thank you
Thank you for letting me
Be your love
And yours back to me
©2005 Paul Celano
Paul Celano Jun 2010
To taste a salty tear
But a taste that is different
For the taste of happiness is sweet
For ones mind water
Doesn’t have to have bitter sadness
Tender nectar from an eye
Can be caused by a smile
Maybe even a thought of glee
The purity of the drops
Can bring years of a frown
To rise again with power
©2005 Paul Celano
Paul Celano Jun 2010
The world as a whole can only be described as one thing:
Color

The mass that makes this piece of land all
Is the substance of life
Drained from the mind of every color

Yet some eyes only see in black and white
But sight can do so much more
Doesn’t it hurt to only see two colors?
Two sets of life?

Wouldn’t vision be so much more relaxed
If the eyes could see, everything?

Pain only comes in black in white
Yet throw them in with the color of life
The color wheel
What do you get?
A rainbow that fills the sky

Why is white forced to fight with black
Together they do not make red
Yet in some eyes they do
A thing not created by vision
But by mind

Should red fight with blue?
No it must not!
For if it does, there is no purple
Two lives enjoying each other
Becoming one

This should be the world!
A color wheel
A circle of life
A wheel that any color  can live in

Let the eyes go the limit they can
Be the wheel
For if the eyes only see black and white
They are blind from reality
©2007 Paul Celano
Paul Celano Jun 2010
Can you not see the true world?
Through those blinded eyes
Can you not see a tear of liquid pain?
A grin that hides fear’s true identity
Of course you can’t
You rely on a pair of stereotypical glasses
Ones that blur your vision
Telling you what to see
Showing you a world of nothing
A world you think is heaven
For hell is behind your true eyes
©2004 Paul Celano
Posted 2010
Paul Celano Jun 2010
Talking behind someone’s back
Words can be deadly
Each hurtful word a bullet
Piercing the heart of the other
Loosing the trust
Trust being a friend
What are you left with?
Nothing!
No one!
You even hurt yourself
If no one can trust you
Can you trust yourself?
Was it worth it?
©2002 Paul Celano
Posted 2010
Paul Celano Jun 2012
Feeling unparalleled
Uncomfortably disconnected
Baffled in one's own still reality

Sitting in a chill hollow theater
A sharp lit lantern glistens from above
Frying the lid of the huddled mind

Sore eyes glazed over
Watching a hushed movie called life
The characters known and their euphoria
The whole story just seems absolute
Only to one's imagination glasses

Seeing the whole kindled screen
The still beating heart can tell something is missing

Cheerless eyes start to wipe off the fake
Each drive of coral to the heart
Opens truth's glutted box

The one watching is the missing
The story was never whole
For the characters were embedded in life's credits
And the one watching was forgotten
Last year (2011), I was really disconnected from reality.  I went through a lot.  This was my thoughts.  But I am happy to say my outlook on life this year has been great and it got me to write again.
Paul Celano Jun 2010
The love between two people
Turn to lust
The pleasure of becoming one
The nervous feeling of a mistake
The test taken
To tell the truth
Given a seed of life
Happiness fills the mind
The ninth month comes
Pain shoots through
The creation is coming
Life will change
Silence hits the room
Life has faded
The seed breathes not
The heart snaps
A part of you has died
©2002 Paul Celano
Posted 2010
Paul Celano Jun 2010
A hug of intense gravity
We sink into one another
We become one person
One heavy feeling of magnitude

With our hearts combined
We create a heart of gold
One with vast love
One that cannot be pierced or broken

Your eyes gaze into mine
I see the ocean and all its beauties
You see the land and its fascinations
Our eyes build a world of peace

Our lips sink together with splendor
We create a silent song only we can hear
A kiss of protection
A kiss of love’s pleasure

Our minds become the earth
Spinning as we both think in harmony
The brain knows our happy place
It is with each other

The loving heart
The curious eyes
The lips of passion
The minds of intelligence

We are one
©2002 Paul Celano
Posted 2010
Paul Celano Jun 2010
I don’t know what to write
The mind clouded with so many things
But not able to write any down
Imagine a world in your head
But you can’t build it
Because you can’t write it down
Your pen hits the paper
Only making dots
Now moving anymore
You try to move it
But no more ink leaks
Your mind plays tricks
As you stare at a blank world
All I need is a cord from my mind
To a screen
Then I could view my thoughts
But now
The pages are blank
A world is unwritten
I don’t know what to write
©2003 Paul Celano
Posted 2010
Paul Celano Jun 2010
I believe I got lucky

Lucky to find such a glowing treasure
Lucky to have found pure happiness
Lucky to feel such wonderful pleasure
Lucky to feel the warmth closeness

Lucky to have seen such a beautiful sight
Lucky to feel the intense love
Lucky to be able to sleep a very long night
Lucky to have found my holy white dove

Yes I believe I got luck
When I found her
©2003 Paul Celano
Posted 2010
Paul Celano Jun 2010
All you need is imagination to be smart
A 4.0 means nothing
It is just a number
A rank in a society full of robots
Everyone is smart in their own way
A mentally challenge person
Spends most of their life
Being a kid
When most other people
Forget what it’s like
To live young
In my opinion
Your mind is what makes you smart
©2004 Paul Celano
Posted 2010
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
The eyes glaze over
From the icy chill

Sand paper lips
Ruby together as one

Frozen hands squeeze
Creating warm inner pockets

Winter is here again
With her mighty power

The power to create beauty
And destroy it all at once
©2004 Paul Celano
Posted 2010
Paul Celano Jun 2010
Words can hurt

Call someone a name
Shoot a bullet into their heart
Keeping loading your gun with horrible words
Keep firing until the clip is empty
Until the heart is outlined with bullets of pain

Have you ever been hurt?
Do you know how it feels?

Throw salt into your eyes
So you cry as it stings

Put sand down your throat
So you can’t scream anymore from being dry

Now take a dull rusty nail
Yes the large kind
Covered in thick rusty layer of tears
Then move it slowly into your chest

So you can feel the true anguish burn

…ok
…maybe I lied

…It feels a lot worse

So think next time you open your mouth
For you are doing much more damage then you think

Enough to scar
©2004 Paul Celano
Posted 2010
Paul Celano Jun 2010
You see an image
You are inspired
Grab your paper
Grab your pen
~BLACKOUT~
Drop your pen
Loose inspiration
The mind is blank
The paper stays blank
©2002 Paul Celano
Posted 2010
Paul Celano Jun 2010
An open area
A small breeze
Breathe it in
Take it to your soul

Heart thumping
A slow breath
Heart stops
The calm is coming

The warmth of the mighty sun
Like a wool blanket
Protecting and soft
No need to worry

A leaf drifts by
One with the air
If it falls, it looses
But it stays free

In some way you are the leaf
One with your surroundings
But you will not loose, you are free
You; are free
©2002 Paul Celano
Posted 2010
Paul Celano Jun 2010
You came back
All these years you angered me
I tried to get rid of you
Delete you from my mind

You came back
Only to see me
You could of picked anyone
To hurt and torture
But you picked me

You came back
Now I sit in tears
All because of you
You brought me to this
I am me, don’t change that

You came back
Now I will end it
I sit with a gun to your head
Plead for your life
Say you are sorry

I am sorry!
I said plead for your life!
I am sorry!

Forget it!
I will make you never come back
For I have the gun to my head!
©2003 Paul Celano
Posted 2010

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