Will to Win
life we take is full of rainbow to see
and fragrances to tell, that’s what
makes life beautiful
readiness and our decisiveness take
us longer to survive than other living
creature that existed
such experiences, leads human to
know better, and the limitation
sometimes poll volt us to go beyond to
what we didn't expect
failure comes in most unexpected
moment, regardless who you are, for
in every effect there is an equal and
opposite reaction process
as man forward to the best of what
is learned the faces of survival comes
in a very special edge and the will to
win lives in every sweat extracted
the exposure we take now; global layoff
the moral depression, economic
recession, and continental war are just
a part of human growth
its always a part of the master planner
of the universe the reason why the brain
is place above other parts of our human
body and the heart comes below the head
the heart feels the emotion what the head
encounter and response to what will be
next move, as the cycle relinquish its
strength the will comes to win the turmoil
of life
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A Far Greater Threat
More of a threat to human existence than the economic recession is the ozone hole in the sky
That scientists claim is growing bigger as the years go by
Caused by carbon emissions that cause Global warming by experts we have been told
The climate is warming even in Lands known to be cold.
Compared to climate change economic recession as a problem seems small
To human existence on the Planet the greatest challenge of all
Is Global warming which we know is Worldwide
Due to our greed for material gain we've put Nature offside.
This World is for us to live in not for to destroy
For the future generation every young girl and boy
We are making life for them harder for our greed they must pay
I hope I am wrong in this though it does seem that way.
The economic recessions they come and they go
And after every recession the economy does grow
But Global warming to humanity is a far greater threat
As it does seem a matter of life and of death.
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Obamaism
ismos defines the value of what we have in life, as everything
has it own meaning, the essence of values resides in every
man's heart, it is the process of an inner principle of soul, how
life be lived, in comformity of what human beings believed
values create something that, differs from other human behavior,
an innate attitude, lives in every one's heart, a special ingredients
to man's perfection of perception, the zeal that makes a man,
worth emulating in every human sphere of life
obamaism, conquer the history of this century, a gift that
synergized other attitute to move forward what is better and
appropriate in a specific time and situation, an action in accordance
to the will of the people, in their aspiration and purpose of
life, the capsulized of principle values the direction of human
vision to where lives may go
the openness of people wins the heart of Barack Obama, it
magnetized, the charisma of principle he possess, a strength of
values leads and pave the way to change tomorrow of America,
for the future stands, where it started to take off
the cheers, the joy, the jubilation, and the exultation, are the
filament to forward what has been dream of today, a knot that
brings unity amongst nationalist and patriotic people who believe
in their hearts that there is always a sunrise, to touch for every
citizen of United State of America
now the people of America lives in the heart of Barack Obama,
for in every inspiration the American felt today shared the victory
of success of tomorrow, regardless of race, creed and belief, this
is only the beginning of the future, of the American people
His Excellency PRESIDENT BARACK OBAMA, the 44th President
of the United State of America, will leads the Nation to rise again
' this poem is dedicated to the people of the
UNITED STATE OF AMERICA '
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A special child is a special One
thank you for giving me the light in this world...... when
you shared to me the life, that the Lord bestowed and
blessed, you deserve that gift, to have a special one
thank you for the fruit of love..... your lives fulfill the
purpose of creation, your unending steadfast care lifts
me up to survive, amidst the uncertainty of life
thank you for being there..... when I needed you most,
you are always in my side, pushing me to face all
adversity, though I exist with no fear in my heart
thank you that you let me taste and experience..... what
is life with you, our memories always linger in my heart,
even though that meaningful happiness is off valued and
something special to me
thank you dear someone..... your presence is giving
me the strength to stay alive, this is the life I live, my world
is different from you, and I have to stay in order to live and
survive
thank you for accepting and letting me go..... beyond your
limit for you don't know where I will go, this dream that I
take is only, me can reach, a place where nobody knows
thank you for helping and making me to achieve, with my
own volition to know more of myself..... hoping the best of
everything on me, and believing that I might see the
meaning of my existence for the destiny I made is the
destiny I live.....this maybe the end of why, I am living in
this world with you dear someone
thank you that in my journey in this life..... you are with me
surfing every pieces of puzzle of who am I in this creation,
a creation that everyone is free, a creation that I am a part
and I exist, a destiny to move on and a place I live today
thank you..... for believing me even in your heart, thou you
didn't see what........ I believed, just always remember that
the life I share in every moment I've take. lives with you
forever and it is beyond your own imagination for the
world I live..... lives.....only in every man's heart that is free
' do not see them as how they think and look, but see
them as what you feel '
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Chain of Words
Living creature lives and bound with many things
Natural certain thing
Current of time
A vessel named body
An ego named heart
Those are chains of all living creature community
But there is one chain that could only be used by human
Words
Once it comes out from the mouth
It couldn't be pulled back again
Couldn't be erased
And without realize the impact
Human keep using that chain
The words is living
Connecting human's life
Binding you
And binding other people
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Optical illusion
eyes see everything what the heart feels, for
only the eyes tell the meaning of the heart, nay
the soul reveals what the heart defines that
the window of the soul, is the illusion of the eyes
all, that is described of the eyes, would mean, so
real and true, yet! illusion, sway the truth that all
is just a beginning of everything, a deception that
leads us to nothing
as life believe on something, which touches human
experiences, and the struggle to win, every feeling to
see the meaning of what is real, the emotion fills
the heart, that defines the significance of life
eyes satisfy the inner value of the heart, but the
soul purified the incense of the immortality of eternity,
all that we have seen, create something that may
brings us to blindness of the gift of life
an illusion of optical lens that break us into a pieces of
broken heart, an array of souls into a limbo of nowhere
to live, a place of every nuts cross between fingers, a
darkest moment in our soul
leave no doubt in our hearts, open your soul, don't let
your chance to allure, what the eyes see, rather take the
best in you, feel it in your heart and let the soul surf the
excellent of what is meaningful in your life
move on..... never give up.... your heart can find it......
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Because We Are In Love
We as human beings always fear of death
Although there are scary times in life
That we do pass through humbling by
There are times that make us die while we are still alive
There are aches in life make us die
Yet every single second thousands and thousands of times
But what is that great reason that keeps us hung up to life so tight
Still makes me admire
Even in our hardest times we never give up trying
We stand up to continue living
Even when we are down in knees
Ah incredible we are, we human beings
We are in love with life
We are the real heroes
Because even though all these wars, around
With all these heart aches
We still try to put on a smile
Disregarding our tearing hearts inside
We keep trying to fix the disasters surrounded us
Even though we know there's no possibility but we never lose faith
We repute ant gather our broken parts together
We insist to survive just because we are the real heroes of this life
Yes we are strong enough to survive living
Because we are in love with this life.
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Full Of Life Questions
life is full of unexpected,
life is full of challenges,
life is full of bitterness,
life is full of strife,
life is full of contentious disputes,
life is full of revenge,
life is full of hatred,
life is full of mystery,
sometimes.....
life is full of sweetness,
life is full of joy,
life is full of happiness,
life is full of hope,
life is full of dreams,
you can have all this life when the soul is in body, and you will be able to feel everything because this is real life to creatures who call the''human''
Have you thought to life after death? ? ? ?
Park 'n go
as life lives in a part of profane world, the immortality of
soul, struggle the sting of death, in a boundless, limit of
earthly pleasure
like a crystal dropp of sweat, drain in every veins that
gives, each strength the mighty force to carry the weight
beyond its loads of flesh to reach where the soul sprouted
like Lilies of joy in my immortality of soul
life as we take is but, a journey of happiness, waiting where
the final destination it brings, for every life experienced lives
a memory to hold until, life comes to an end, of where it is just
a park and go as it would tell
make each moment to remember, for anything it would bring
is the one that the heart will live, until in heaven it depart, let
the wisdom of time comes, to see the dawning days that
my soul leaves my human body, for thy eternity cloth me, the
day of immortality where a continuous life of an endless free
all will come to witness, that everything in heaven and on earth
will come to an end, for the endless beginning, is the perfection
of creation that, the supreme Lord of the universe, reveals the
completeness light of eternity
as mankind, come and go, park 'n go, the universe has just leads
us to the right direction of where, the path of salvation await our
soul to live.... a final destination with God
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Driven life
at the step of God beginning tells the
threshold of God's purpose, the majestic
creation of the universe
in every beginning there is always the
blueprint of its purpose, of what effects
gives to other existing beings
as the architect designs the best of his
work, all the edge and every angle has
already anticipated as to what is the out-
come and the loophole
God takes all the zooming light, viewing the
most delicate parts of his creation, as
the troop of angels carry the weight of
the holy water, the master planner has
already foreseen the weakness of his
creations
the creator has welcome all the unforeseen
and unexpected things to happen, for in every
inch of his work, the architect is part of it
manuals of the existence of life had already
printed, since the beginning of time, the
books of the prophets and their lives have
guaranteed all of what to live according to the
will of what the heart knows
there is always the purpose of why the heart
moves and driven by the soul, it’s the ultimate end
that deep in our faith, hope is always there to
carry our joy to the Father where the destiny of
one is the fulfillment of all created things in the
universe of a God-driven life
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Embryonic Homicide
Life is same, no matter young or old;
Life is precious, more than silver, gold;
Life isn’t commodity that is sold;
Life’s from God, not from this nasty world!
Alike is life in children and adults;
Alike is life ‘in utero’, ‘ex womb’;
Alike is life of born and that unborn;
All human lives are equal before God.
All human beings are in God’s semblance;
Each body gets a soul that everlasts;
The love of God is shown to all creatures;
The Life-Giver alone can take back life!
The Embryo has life that’s God-destined;
The Embryo was formed by love of God;
The Embryo must grow by divine Word;
The Embryo has soul like anyone!
Why kill the embryo for its small parts?
Why destroy one life to save another?
Why treat the embryo with great disdain?
Why murder lives in womb for sake of born?
The embryo is healthy, not diseased;
The embryo is living, not deceased;
The embryo is child, awaiting birth;
The embryo is human too and worth!
No beast kills babies that are still unborn;
The world demands kindness to animals;
Why not protect the human lives unborn?
Preserve the dignity of life in womb!
Could God watch human lives desecrated?
Would God spare merciless human beings?
The embryonic life is life as well;
All ruthless murderers shall land in hell!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-9-2009
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A sweet affair
It was sweet but not one time affair
It was also not good on my part to think it as fair
It had come all of sudden in life as surprise
I thought it prudent on my part to be wise
Many may be starving for such an occasion
They may not be in position to keep good liaison
It requires human touch and gentle care
You can’t easily afford to loose or dare
I thought how it could happen in isolation?
How can we hide or makes its revelation?
It is really an embarrassing situation
It happens with all when faced with infatuation
The relation is not built in a day
It is got its own sphere and way
We may make move to realize it
Time may prove whether it may be sour or sweet
After all we are all human
This phenomenon is almost common
No one can live without human touch
There is hidden desire and natural crunch
We may last to enjoy it for forever
It has got its special fervor
Life can’t be dreamed about its exclusion
It can lead to happiness and joy If finds inclusion
Love means special attachment with full dedication
When you go in for it means it is good indication
It may mushroom and engulf you with liking
It may not be there at all or even slightly striking
It may make a living haven on earth
Lie may be lived at full length with its worth
It may really prove to be strength
When you have combination and same wave length
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Sonnet: To God, All Men Are Alike
Which human life is superior in cost?
Which human blood is royal all along?
Which human breed has been always foremost?
Which human voice has sung world's most hit-song?
Nothing can be for long, the best, purest;
All human lives are equal 'fore God's eyes;
Reward/punishment of God is fairest;
Can God be God if He should reward vice?
Like pendulum, our life keeps swinging forth;
And see-saw-like, we have our ups and downs;
Despite iniquities, living is worth;
A circus-show has many, also clowns.
Never look down upon another life,
Lest angered God serves us enormous strife.
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Unchanging Love
a moment to remember last in a life time, as hope anchor
from our destiny, you will always be part of me and i will
be in your dream forever of your life
gone are the past, forward and rewind the endless
journey to know the reason, the value that every heart calls,
meant to grasp the essence of the altar of ' I do ', the promise
and candle melted witness the solemnity of that moment has
come to unfold the beginning of our unending passion of
loving each other forever
you are the everything, the picture of every dream, the
energy that hold me to pursue, to step forward with out fear
of living; you always there to lend me your palm to conquer
those little star in the sky, you're the meaning of my
emptiness, a search of a miracle of this changing world i live,
all has come to ride in the pendulum of time, and learn to be
strong to face life constantly with the hope and a prayer that
we can do it, together again
as the moment meet the beginning of our lives the
heart and the days comes to a year of passionate sharing of
what we want to be of what is today, believing that fear obey
our command and cease the sweat have gone, leaving all the
weakness and accept each yoke we possess
never change, always forward the love you hold, leaves
you no more to the failure of your future, the unchanging hands
in the altar you said ' I will ' now join you to do, the beginning
of time
' learn to surrender, give everything, and unite each strength for
the step is full of sweat waiting to taste every sweet of your
success '
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Sonnet: Eyes
Oh, what a gorgeous organ, body part,
And visual extension of any brain!
A living camera, that works by art:
Whose loss can make a person go insane!
The visual stimuli gathered from views,
Nothing gets seen by eyes without some light;
Our eyes discern the environmental cues;
What’s life on earth for blind? Pity their plight!
The human eye can see distances short,
Deceiving us of things which lie afar;
God made each creature’s eye as if by heart;
The naked eye can see even a star!
Without our eyes, ’tis tough to read a word!
No human eye dare see the Maker, God;
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Afraid V.s. Knowing
i have two side,
but, don't we all?
one afraid to face challenge,
but, the other side know,
i'll will make it through,
even in the times,
life doesn't seem to matter,
i have a feeling i will be fine,
even when everything feels,
crazy and out of control,
a part of me still knows,
life gets hard,
but i have to fight through,
who else is going to do it for me?
i'm learning along the way,
that it's okay to be afraid,
of the things,
i can no longer control,
because in the end,
there's a reason,
for why things happen,
being afraid is an emotion,
i'm not use to,
it was the other part of myself,
i wasn't accepting,
but, now it's apart of me,
because it's who i am,
human like everybody else.
Copyright © 2009
11-17-09
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gossiping God's wisdom
have always faith in our heart and everything will be
answer, even in the very smallest question hidden in our
soul my God can explain pieces by pieces and all our
minds will be at peace
the fulfillment of the chamber of doubt, will be uncovered
for my God is a God of eternity; his knowledge is beyond
compare, the wisdom foretold is always reachable to those
who always believed that He is the mighty One in the
universe we live
the sign of the time has reveals, so why worry, as the
Ozone layer comes to melt the North Pole ice, the rings
of fire sprouted like Lilies, the tsunami conquers the ocean,
the global warming hand in hand close encounter, with the
global economic recession
a false prophet with their false prophecies gambles always
in day to days lives, that’s all, that what makes life crazy
and lazy to live and go what is the normal activities
requires, has faith losses its taste, where the countless
of skies falls down to the ground and turn away there galaxy
oh! man who always believe not of God, leaves this world
without a trace, breath air without inhaling and always
turn back God's wisdom has conquer man's wisdom and
ends to be a fool, the master of creation have made this
world perfect and has built this house of the universe more
strong, and excellent for mankind to live till beyond life
everlasting
let not your soul lost its eyes to capture the meaning of
God's omnipotent power for his strength and omnipresence
lives in every heart of the universe, He always be there
in the midst of our faith that entangle always by our soul
trust even if other doubt and believe even if other dismay
your faith and be proud that you have a God that holds you
in the life to come
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Which Comes First
when two people get married
is it a marriage of Body and Mind?
or is it a marriage of Heart and Soul?
and which one comes first?
SOMETHING TO PONDER!
what did i feel when i proposed?
my Body: told me that i ached for
the joining together, and sexual fulfillment.
my Mind: told me that i wanted to be
with her for the rest of my life.
my Heart: felt empty without her.
my Soul: soared to the highest height
to see all that could be given and achieved.
when i first saw you my Heart stood still
like on a roller coaster going down
and feeling the thrill.
and as that thrill rose, my Soul climbed high above
to show me this beautiful love.
this love so strong that it consumed my Body and Mind.
that it took me to 'the end of time'.
so for me which came first, as you can
plainly see, Heart and Soul was the one for me.
i give you my Heart- and all it contains
for without you, my life will never be the same.
i give you my Soul-for that is the other part
that i have to give
for without a Soul we can not live.
i give you my Mind- for your love to control
for it protects my Heart and Soul.
i give you my Body-
which is an empty shell
for without your love, i'm in living hell.
these are the four parts of this mere man
and i give it to you, for that's my plan.
i would take the human sufferings of
torture, pain and defeat
as long as i know your love i'll keep.
'YOU ARE LIFE' and all that it holds
Body, Mind, Heart and Soul.
take me as you would a breath of air
and my life with you i will share.
I THINK THE ANSWER THAT I HAVE GIVEN
SHOWS THAT LIFE IS WORTH LIVING.
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A beginning that leads me to the end
deep in our heart, lives the breath of our soul, the immortality
of what it is made, lies in the wisdom of the one who created
the eternity as the destiny of every living and non-living materials
that exist
a pondering, message that in everything we do, has value to
remember, that gives the essence of what we feel, an inner
passion that jerks us to move and courage to go on, of what is
being made
this is our human impulse, like a wind that leaves in every trees,
that passes each leaf drops in the soil of fertility, perhaps one
has to retrospect, what strength we possess, for this will be the
sole energy we have, when time we meet our creator
be pure in heart and let your spirit, cling to the spirit of God, for
only in this courage you will win the strength of God, his
weaknesses lies in what we are, live what is call to perfection,
a call to human failure to accept what your heart desire, yet
honest to receive the forgiveness of God
build a trust, that will guide your way that in every failure, you
know the remission of our sin, what being taken is what is being
live in the eternity of life, God never leave us alone, even in the
dungeon of hell, He stay with us
just be in your watch, in every way you live, for the time is not
perfect, the way as it tack, in our life we stay, God will take us
so freely, good luck
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Medical Tourism
Wonting to find the extended life, a wondrous
tourist to find a new beginning; as each precious life
gifted to share, in a distance soil you will feel, the
dawning morning of today
come and take your table, the party is going on, all
share a hand to the scalpel you lay, in the doctor
takes no mercy, closing the door scattered in the
floor, waiting the “WILL” to give, the point of death
and life has to go, in the pocket though it’s empty
wake! up its time to breathe, you’ll on your way,
the night comes with out seeing the light, as it passed
the sting of a needle bleeds of a living grave,
enthroned in your head, where name no more than of
illusion of life
enough penny makes a smile in every heart revive,
the whispering soul shouts the extended beginning of
a new moment of existence, sing the best and loud
the voice that sprinkling goodbye and cleanse the holy
water; pour out full the heart that leaves no doubt to
donate, the gift to live which bring joy
lay my blooming heart in the petal I say rise, to
partake and take to stand my kidney, heart, eye that
makes your way to see the sky….now…take care its
yours to live
“ a paint stake of lines….. to the Filipino people who
donate their human organ for economic and life
Survival…. “ this poem is dedicated
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Stop gap
Death is defined as just rest place and stop gap
Journey to heavenly abode and considered right step
Birth in next world, if that is desired, dependent on His will
Happy ending if one is contended and rightly feels
It is not preferred by anybody but till it comes
No one is happy about it and doesn’t welcome
New birth is celebrated with joy and fun fare
No one tries to knows how it comes and from where?
If death really would not have been the fear factor?
People would have interfered in all the sectors
Leaving of this world makes them real little scary
Otherwise they would have been left with no worry
They could have defied temporal’s authority
Simply not have bowed head before almighty
Life would have been made tough and living hell
Things could have been made dreary and not well
Death is welcome step and good gesture
Everybody is having final day decided for future
Not a second can be shifted from here and there
You got to feel comfortable, very safe and stay here
Why He doesn’t interfere in day today’s routine?
Why do we console ourselves even after not doing fine?
It is our inner strength that holds us together
Death or no death we simply don’t bother
We must accept it as immortal factor
We come here in life to play as actor
No one cares or try to know what the life is all about?
Is it punishment to suffer in life or opt out?
Life is precious gift to human being
He can be either very poor or king
He may lead it with fun fare and joy
Though life may be simply decoy
Life should not considered as burden
We can make it beautiful like heaven
It has its own charm and purpose
We must mean it and not to suppose
Life is to be enjoyed with full length
It is not weakness but real strength
What one needs to know is its mission?
Leave the life decently with good liaison
You may not have chance to revisit place
No one can grant you permission to replace
It has to be spent with grace and happiness
Pray the almighty for His mercy and kindness
We must bow our head with gratitude
We should have generous and nice attitude
Life and dearth is synonymous thing
It is part of cycle and that speaks something
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