http://slow.writerscafe.org/CaleuPaulusii The original writings of author Caleu Andrade en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776027410 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 This is my version, it's my real Life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/1735398/ If I had a pistol.I'd join a revolution.Just like Fernando Gabeira.Look at me, proud and clear.I want to see Rome burning.Watching Rome burning.I don't have no money.I don't have no fancy name.I Have no whiskey.I Have no bread.we fight for the truth.The t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/1734470/ Like a chameleon.I've changed with my enemies.Like a sheep in wolf clothing.I learned from the best.I once wore the uniform.I once salivated when the war trumpets sang.Yes what you see is what you get.Remember i am only giving what I know.What set men like Crazy Horse apart.Wasn't his status.It wasn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/1734436/ It's the wax and the wane that drops the sword. The howl of the hungry wolf in the high grounds as the moon draws the blood that stains the memory and pierces the heart. Take a bow, as the knife strikes the throat.Honor and pride one in the same as the sand man calls for you.A lie fo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/1431634/ Gates To HellBy Adriano Da Silva AndradeOpen the heart to the dagger of love as the shiv strikes the pulse of a dying breathe. It's the call in the night as jack the ripper of emotions strangles the innocent feelings of a pure soul.Dead is the breathe that exhales empty words of cheat. Alive.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/1268359/ Let me know if you would read this book if it was published. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/1238670/ A silent cry as a bullet cuts through the night. Beautiful smile, hidden behind a secret. Soft words echoing into an empty room as the crowd cheers. Good day sir, thank you for your service breaks into my view. Meaningless love, dressing your unhealed wounds. I took you there to the place where my m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/1226747/ The product of war, the nature of greed. What we do, becomes what we seek. Unbeknownst, unwilling I became the gun,the bullet streaking through your hair as gentle as air, as smooth as a gentle stream. Call to arms as the machine seeps through the blood stream. Heart beating to a forgotten song as t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/1225140/ The further the threat, the closer it seems.my heart in knots as I ingest another pill.you say its over between the silence as we make plans to move forward.I feel alone in my thoughts as the door slams. A silent word, that no one hears, a silent secret that everyone knows.yes I pace my wooden floor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/1130868/ from my birth in a poverish country to my rise and fall in the military to my Drug and Drinking addictions to my years trapped in the sex world as a stripper to a prositute to a sex craving addict. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/1127506/ What is true love?Where does one's heart go when all the pain has seeeped into his or hers pores.with red for my lens my sense of acceptance a mere vail of false illusion I try to believe your true, that your truly the man I think you are.yet words filtered through conratidiction can lead a man astr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/1124886/ All artist die in one shape or form.All inspiration comes from an underlying painA hidden secret we refuse to let go.My secrets deep, my meanings tightly Woven behind an heard story an unseen truthTo produce words that take shape one mustGive up the physical need to touch physical Form.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/1068427/ Sit on my lap child for your to young to know the truth.Take my hand child for your to bold to run free.Oh what will mankind leave for you, when your all grown up and the birds no longer sings. So much love, in such a short time.Come walk with me child as I show the meaning of reality.On a summer's .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/1066026/ Opening teaser to one of the books I am currently working on. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/1065415/ Puzzles outlining the sky.with there angles and different sizes they slowly fall into my cup.mental TV raging with sound.with its vibrant colors my world begins to implode.broken pencils, holes on the walls telling a story of a lost time.flower pedals Rippling Streams.crooked sidewalks piercing brow.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/1065340/ Behind the smile there lies a secret,Behind the eyes there remains a story,Behind the Voice a scream awaits in the dark.Tears from the twinkle a glare as the sun fades away.above the mountain tops the clouds linger awaiting there day to be unleashed. If a man stood on top of the world and revea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/1019166/ Be here now; for the hour shall past and memories is allthat will be left.The present is all I ask of thee.As the season of our affection takes bloom amid the freshspring breeze.Open our minds as the secrets begin to seep. Into the arms of a new.A new hope,A new dream,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/993232/ Schemes between my fingers asdreams I once knew fade into the blue.  Iam a master of many things though my trades carry no weight in your world. WhatI knew only proved to be false as the lies drip down the walls of my pretendcastle I have built in my mind.  I wantto escape into y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/992690/ Once one all ways one. Iraq March 19 2003 at 0330 the day my life stopped. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/967664/ A brief introduction on my time in Iraq with the Seventh Fleet Strike Nine 3rd Division Amphibious Assault Team http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/933906/ Wave the flag with pride,Wave the flag with the movement,Sell it,Promote it,Own it,where the stripes for the cause, spread the ideals for a better life.Change them,Change them,Sporting looks we spread our blood money with peace.In the wind of no regrets we stomp the room, stomp the dreams, stomp t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/792551/ I'm ready to fly,I'm ready to live again,We had our time in the sun but I must go.Can't lie anymore wont drag you along anymore.I wont cry for I'm free to be who I want to be.I I wont look back for it will only bring tears.I'm going to dance till my heart stops.I'm going to love till my emotions ru.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/792546/ I move with ease,I move with pleasure,I take and take with every motion of my hand I take.In my arms your helpless,In my gaze I will show the world,I can create and destroy,I'm your greed, Your lust,Your want,Your dreams,Look at me,Look at me, and I'll open your eyes to the beauty of love.One kiss,O.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/792234/ Circling around and around with no purpose at all, complaining all the while.  Helpful hands are push aside as I make my entry to die. Oh but I said I would try, but not that much. Changing the title will do all the best, which Don't change a thing i must confess. All friends tossed aside.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/792233/ I dream,As the sun rises to the east I dream.As the morning bird sings I dream.As the fresh dew shatters to the ground from its soft pedals of greens I dream.I dream of a better day.A better present,A better future with an enduring race,I dream as the stars flicker in the night.I dream as a comet .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/792232/ Unfinished still in the works. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/792231/ The hardest thing a man can do is accept what is.The easiest thing a man can do is accept what is not.I struggle with these two worlds.I want to dictate my every move and presume that everyone around me will do the same.I fail at the road where forgiveness and mature mannerism meets.I sit at the edg.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/792230/ I'm a spirit in the sky.I'm a spirit in the sky.With firefly wings I glide beneath the moon.eyes open to the truth I fly beneath the moon.When I was a boy the devil came to me and showed me pain.from that day I have only seen hurt.But I smile.I smile with a thousand torches I smile.As the years went.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/791869/ Some Men are born with a gift,Some men are blessed with a dream, some men are given riches and some men are destined for reality. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/237457/ Not going to change.Refuse to refrain.not going to give up.be damned to give in.going to speak my mind.going to unleash my thoughts.control experiments.controlled life.not going to sway.sick of standing on the sidelines.going to unwind.no longer going to rewind.life's short t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/232648/ I live through the past my mind a blurred picture my words fuzzy the faces obscure. You tried to fit me, shape me into a human not knowing my spirit travels deeper then your judgment ever will. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/231891/ Some Men are born with a a gift,Some men are blessed with a dream, some men are given riches and some men are destined for reality. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/231842/ Everyone has a place they can say gave them life,beauty and love this is my place (Seattle) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/231422/ THE DREAMA writer filled words, words emptied from the day's journey.My mind a crater impacted by the years of confusion my walls slowly giving way to the turmoil that rattles my nerves to the core. My beams cracking from the weight of life my base begins to give way to the common cause the easy.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/231406/ A solider never dies his spirit lives on forever through the actions of his gun. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/231403/ Another perception while in Iraq. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/231402/ I wrote this piece after loosing a High School friend I had lost while on tour with him in Iraq. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/231342/ Behind the door we play,Behind your back we kiss.Breaking rules, ignoring grace.Give me your love Give me you touchGive me your loveGive me your touch.Beneath the street lamp we sin.Inside the bar we break.Bending minds, Creating a new race.Give me your love Give me your hands.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/231333/ My mind spinning like a dryer the words being over heated trying to capture the softness without putting you to sleep my words roll out like a carpet as it winds around the unreachable curves I unravel my fingers. wanting to speak my mind without pushing you away wanting to open your eyes without bl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/231329/  Grace and poise your etchings stand out like hieroglyphs in a world littered with Gratified sidewalks. Ease your thoughts roll off the page like runny eggs dripping off the plate. I search for a meaning I yearn for a thought such as yours. Gripping and tearing your blood caught my taste and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/231326/  I've met my inner spirit.I've seen the world cry out on its knees,I've heard the pain of babies screaming for their mothers notKnowing that they must now fight this world alone.I've seen the sun set on a desolate dreamland filled withhappiness and dreams where the children roam the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaleuPaulusii/231315/