Behind…
Behind my umptine sufferings,
I see God’s plan for me;
Behind Life’s crosses I carry,
I see God’s blessing me.
Behind world’s acts of treachery,
God’s Hand does protect me;
Behind each time of temptation,
God purifies my soul.
Behind my pangs of hunger felt,
God gives me satiety;
Behind my pangs of sex-urges,
God bestows piety.
Behind my many blunders made,
God gives me new foresight;
Behind my failures in my life,
I see how God saves me.
Behind my days of solitude,
God speaks in special ways;
Behind my every good deed done,
God lengthens my earth days,
Behind my times of ecstasy,
God cuts me down to size;
Behind my thoughts of fantasy,
God warns me of more vice.
Behind the veil of sins of mine,
God cautions me of hell;
Behind my acts of penitence,
God tells my soul is well!
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Recipe to Heaven
Acknowledge God’s supreme power;
Have faith in the omniscient God;
Follow what conscience tells in life;
Ask God’s forgiveness for past sins.
Confess sins, reconcile with God;
Empty soul off all sinful trash;
Repent for trespasses past;
Erase blunders and faults done.
Promise to lead a life that’s pure;
Get God’s help to fight Satan;
Dress the soul with garb of grace;
Carry your cross, following Jesus.
Do your duty in all ways;
Surrender your soul to God;
Walk in the footsteps of Christ;
Set your eyes’ gaze towards heaven.
Enter heaven through the narrow gate!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 9-25-2009
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Sonnet: Have Mercy on him, Lord
Preserve this soul, Almighty God, I pray:
A person known to me in life on earth;
Forgive his iniquities, sins, this day;
Prepare his soul to gain eternal mirth.
Ignore his blatant lies by habit made;
Have mercy on this gentleman somehow;
Remind the good things done and taxes paid;
Forget his foolish thoughts and acts, right now.
Perhaps, the world had paid him in same coin;
His wealth, ill-gotten will remain on earth;
May be, he wore a chain of gold for loin;
Forget his trespasses, Lord, since his birth.
Give him another chance to cleanse his soul;
Show lenience on his failed divine role.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-2-2008
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Life of a Saint
A life of piety and fortitude;
A life of sacrifice and prayer;
A life of suffering, self-denial and solitude;
A life without lucre and luxuries;
A life of frequent ‘commune with God’.
A life of divine intervention, guidance and protection;
A life that’s looked down by the world but blessed by God;
A life that’s wholly lived for God’s sake;
A life full of miracles that astound the world;
A life that causes miracles even after life;
A life that tells the world about God’s special love;
A life that draws more souls to Heaven.
A life that communes with God’s presence after death;
A life that reveals some corporeal stigma of sanctification;
A unique instrument in God’s hands, used in
A divine way;
A life of even martyrdom;
An exemplary and holy, earthly life;
A soul chosen by the grace of God;
A soul destined to enjoy eternal proximity to God!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-21-2007
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Sonnet: Praying Helps
I don’t know the cunning ways of the world;
I’ve delved in honesty and labor hard;
I don’t know the winning ways of the bold;
I’ve shelved my sinful ways and turned a bard.
I talk with God so frequently these days;
He knows my heart, its pangs and needs too well!
What can I do? Mystery enshrouds His ways;
He does those things that cannot give me Hell.
I know this world is too much for my head;
But worrying is of no use all the time;
Yet, praying fervently helps me instead;
The grace of God can make one’s life sublime.
My patience gives its verdict every time,
And gives me themes for yet another rhyme.
6-21-2002 by Dr John Celes
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Sonnet: Lenten Reflections
Remove the thought(s) that lead to evil deeds;
Instill the mind with thought(s) to do things good;
Do acts of charity to sow love-seeds;
Remind often the Saviour's Cross of wood!
Lent is the time to start afresh and pray;
Lent is the chance to make amends in life;
Lent is the season when you try to fast;
Lent offers more closeness with God through strife!
Afill the soul with grace through confession;
Allow the Word of God to work its ways;
Reflect about the Lord Jesus' passion;
Relive the love of God by nights and days!
Lent is the special time of year for soul;
Rethink, repent and make divine your role!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-02-12
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Sonnet: Why Waste …?
Why waste your voice, extolling men on earth,
Who don’t deserve the smallest praise, you give?
Why waste your life in earthly aims since birth,
When there are better things for which to live?
Why waste your talents, earning name and fame,
When nothing we can take back when we die?
Why waste your precious days in acts of shame,
When we can thank the Lord and God, Most High?
Why waste your labor, building things that break,
When you can share the love of God with all?
Why waste your life in taking risks to make
One skyscraper, that must anytime fall?
Why waste God-given time in sin and vice,
When God expects us to remain soul-wise?
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-9-2008
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Man, Blame Thyself…
Isn’t man, the cause of problems that he sees?
Isn’t man himself the cause of his own sins?
Isn’t man alone the cause of many woes?
Isn’t man who made the planet earth hell-like?
When man deforests earth – home to wild-life,
Wild beasts in search of food enter his fields;
Man raises hue and cry: ‘wild beasts attack! ’
He is the cause of rampaging wild-life!
When man pollutes the river-waters pure
Through effluents and sewage from cities,
Will not more diseases afflict more men,
And sicknesses multiply upon earth?
When man develops habits of sins galore,
He turns a slave to devils and serves them;
Estranged from God, the blessings from heaven
Can’t come in time and ways, he wants them to!
Blame thyself man, for making good earth bad!
Your soul devoid of grace is sure hell-bound!
God allows strife, reminding you your ways
Are not in accordance with His tenets!
So, mend your evil ways and plead to God;
You have to make amends, repent a lot;
Ask forgiveness for sins and walk aright;
For, narrow is the road to heaven, man!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 05-11-‘10
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Sonnet: Sufferings- the Key to Life
Through sufferings, we are born to lead this life;
Through sufferings, we are even baptized;
Through sufferings, we all must meet our strife;
Through sufferings, we’re even magnetized.
Through sufferings, sometimes we have our joy!
Through sufferings, we earn our livelihood;
Through sufferings, we grew to man from boy;
And sufferings’ our teacher from childhood!
Through sufferings, we learn in life good things;
Through sufferings, we learn to live well, pray!
Through sufferings, big truths, this world us brings;
By sufferings, we fight ‘gainst Tempter’s ways.
Yet, sufferings- a blessing God us gave,
To keep the road to Heaven, well behave!
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Sonnet: Another Hasty Act!
Another life has left ahead of time!
-A decision imprudent and hasty;
Man's priceless life gone for less than a dime?
Death has devoured a human soul, tasty!
Nevertheless, we must take blame for acts;
None can excuse a rash and foolish act;
No suicide can be reasoned by facts;
Such social evils must be curbed by tact.
The greatest gift of love from God is life;
No one has right to take away his own;
We must maintain our cool despite all strife;
No learned man should any day turn clown!
God, show your mercy on this soul as well;
Let not this act put him on road to hell!
'May the soul, rest in peace! '
Copyright by Dr John Celes 19-06-12
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Let’s Straighten Our Thoughts
All things will turn out well eventually;
The fear that things could go amiss isn’t true;
We shouldn’t allow our faith to grow weaker;
Our earthly failures are but transient!
The devils goad us to do wrongful things;
They create doubts about our future days;
Sometimes, we start believing their stories;
The Holy Spirit sets our soul afree!
The human body is God’s dwelling place;
Its sanctity must be maintained always;
No devils dare to tempt a soul that’s pure;
God does miracles for His righteous ones!
Our thoughts of insecurity are fake;
God will provide our needs in umptine ways;
Our mind shouldn’t foster doubts about God’s pow’r;
God cares for us and guides our destiny.
Our trials, tribulations can’t last long;
God frees sin-fettered souls in heaven’s time;
You cannot sin if God has chosen you;
The Potter loves His every pot He made!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-20-2006
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Sonnet: Life’s Dilemma
I’m caught between the twain of God/money!
Between my duty and my selfishness;
Between life’s bitterness and it’s honey;
Between my charity and greediness.
I’m caught between my honesty and lies!
Between my ambitions and sacrifice;
Between life’s virtues, evils/ bad advice;
Between good deeds and bad ones that entice.
I’m caught between my pangs of sin/good deeds;
Between material things and those divine;
Between corporeal and of soul’s needs;
Between the calls of God and thoughts of mine.
I’m caught between the devils and my God!
’Tween Hell and Heaven’s Eternal reward.
6-23-2002 by Dr John Celes
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Sonnet: By His Stripes!
Oh, let the Hand of God well strike the chord,
Restoring harmony back in my life;
The peace of mind and heart, bestow me Lord;
Deliver me from every vice and strife!
So many years have rolled by very fast;
My life was filled by struggles of all types;
Let me forget the blunders of the past;
Forgive my every sin made, by Your Stripes!
Now triumph smiles again, giving me joy;
My labor hard has paid off finally;
Oh, help me breathe with ease and life enjoy;
Do add me to Your righteous souls’ tally!
’Tis time I gave more time for my soul’s care;
If not for You, my life would have been bare!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 11-19-2005
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The Holy Bible
The Bible has the keys to heaven’s gates!
The living God (One most High) speaks, it states;
Its stories are real including dates;
The God of love and goodness, sin, He hates.
The bible tells the ways, Christians should live;
First place to soul’s upliftment, man must give;
The more we read, the more wisdom we get;
The ‘blind and deaf’ will one day much regret.
The Bible speaks of many mysteries;
Old Testament is full of histories;
“Every word will come true, ” the Lord, God says.
The man is saved who well repents and prays!
All men must read the bible’s every page;
When life is lived by it, you turn a sage;
The gospel tells of Jesus Christ’s message;
For men who live in sins, hell is the wage!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 9-7-2006
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Sonnet: God Saves the Righteous Souls
A Righteous man turned one day somewhat bad!
‘His troubles came ’cause he was good, ’ he thought;
More money came, he was now not so sad;
Immersed in worldly things, he God forgot.
For quite some time, his life seemed fine but still,
He felt dissatisfied in mind and heart;
He thought of God one day, when he grew ill,
And thanked Him when he regained health in part.
God helped the man turn upright once again!
His woes came back but faith kept him steadfast;
The upper hand, the devil could not gain;
The man atoned for all his sins of past.
God cannot bear one good soul go to Hell;
He purifies the soul to sooner dwell.
6-18-2001
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Sonnet: Change now for your soul’s good!
Oh how time flies and how most things can change!
The ones we thought were small, appear grown up!
Everything is so different and in range;
Gone are the days together, we did sup.
The heart of man too changes with the tide;
When ‘tis for worse, then man becomes unwise;
More so when he in God does not abide;
And soul is steeped in sins, misdeeds and vice!
Alas! How longer can you live in sin?
Hell is a place from which there’s no return!
And if we can’t over the devil win;
Forev’r with him in hell, we must then burn!
Our life on Earth is for Heaven but meant;
Now is the time to think aright, repent!
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Sonnet: The Younger Ones Must Be Better
It is pure joy to see one's children win,
More laurels than we did in our life-time;
It is so sad to see the world of sin,
The modern age, blind to the word sublime.
It is great joy to see our students do,
A feat far better than we did in our days;
It is so sad to see one lazy, too,
And waste his life on earth in umptine ways.
It is a joy that words cannot describe,
When youngsters outdo old-timers some way;
It is so sad to see a newer tribe,
Illiterate, half-naked, standing gay.
The youth must do much better than the old,
And keep their soul, mind, body fit and bold.
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Sonnet: When Earthly Travail Come…
An accident just opens eyes of man,
And warns of more untoward serious things
That future brings, curtailing one’s life-span,
Unless, more careful lives we lead, earthlings!
A disease warns- ‘Immunity is weak! ’
The stress of life has sure a role to play;
To aid of remedies, man must then seek
And tread in spirituality- God’s way!
Much strife too comes, heralding warning signs
Of life afilled with mortal sins galore:
For help of God, the afflicted then pines,
While purity of soul, God insists more!
Heaven allows travail in life on earth,
To goad more souls to seek eternal mirth!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-3-2007
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Sonnet: A Song to God
This life of mine, I owe to you my God;
The countless blessings I have had are yours;
Without your help, my life can’t go on, Lord;
Your infinite mercy makes me rejoice.
The world I see has gone into chaos;
The people know not what is good or wrong;
The devils roam the earth and cause our loss;
Oh, hear my pleas in heart-rending a song.
My life to you I surrender, dear God;
I need your grace to keep my soul most pure;
Please spare me from Eternal fiery rod;
Just say the word, my soul will get its cure.
O God, your heart’s a furnace of great love;
So guide me and protect me from above.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-17-2006
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Sonnet: A Song to God!
This life of mine, I owe to you my God;
The countless blessings I have had are yours;
Without your help, my life can’t go on, Lord;
Your infinite mercy makes me rejoice.
The world I see has gone into chaos;
The people know not what is good or wrong;
The devils roam the earth and cause our loss;
Oh, hear my pleas in heart-rending a song.
My life to you I surrender, dear God;
I need your grace to keep my soul most pure;
Please spare me from Eternal fiery rod;
Just say the word, my soul will get its cure.
O God, your heart’s a furnace of great love;
So guide me and protect me from above.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-17-2006
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Sonnet: What Do We Do?
Oh, should I take such risks or play it safe?
I wonder whether things are worth their risk!
There is both love and murder in a cafe;
Even the Chief-guest, you may need to frisk!
Alas! nothing is guaranteed these days;
There is much wealth in rubbish/garbage too;
To become wealthy, people devise ways;
Conscientious duty, most men fail to do.
Nevertheless, people go for short-cuts;
Most men are impatient in things they do;
There are skyscrapers, in the midst of huts!
Life's problems come to rich and poor men too.
A balanced mind is what we need these days;
To keep soul pure, we don't have umptine ways.
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