Help Haitians Now!
In just a few minutes of time,
The whole landscape was gone,
Undone by Mother Nature’s fury – Quake!
And no one ever imagined,
Catastrophe would strike,
Without fore-warning signs any that day!
The land was shaken severely;
Most buildings turned rubble,
With lakhs dead; maimed or missing; some still trapped.
The place was thrown in darkness fast;
Survivors took to streets;
Some groans and muffled cries for help are heard!
The world knew what had happened soon;
Relief trickled in late;
But no one can be truly blamed for it!
Concrete structures too had come down!
Utter chaos prevails;
The locals tried to save some lives, they could.
Why Haiti shook, no one can tell?
The victims need our love,
Consolation, help and care and prayers.
Can aid efforts be streamlined fast?
Will leaders work a deal?
Survivors need food, clothes and medicines!
There are some trapped and still alive;
There some dying fast;
Some are suffering agonizing pain!
The world can stall its scheduled plans;
Helping victims is prime;
Unite efforts to save unlucky lives!
O world! Act now and rather fast;
Time precious is ebbing;
Search the rubble; rescue lives that you can!
Pray God relents and showers grace;
Pray things get cleared out fast;
This is a test for faith and human love!
Be charitable, generous;
Show love for neighbors all;
Today ’tis Haiti; morrow could choose us!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-16-2010
poem by John Celes
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Japanese Tsunami,2011
The sea has turned angry again!
A strong quake hit the Japanese Isles;
The sea-water has gone over-land,
And caused enormous loss of lives!
Three lakhs have been rendered homeless;
Many had stayed upon the roads;
The cold made life so difficult!
The island has shifted eight feet!
The giant waves tossed ships, trains, cars;
Whole houses wrecked moved i n its wake;
Bridges and roads have been destroyed;
Some saved were standing on roof-tops!
Some families have been wiped out1
Death took many by great surprise;
Many are traumatised and ill;
A few minutes had made life hell!
Some nuke reactors developed blasts;
Many were buried in debris;
The shock is far too worse to bear;
None can console the victims’ hearts.
The landscape is all sea-watered;
The loss in yen is staggering;
Was it the work of devils all?
Was it a punishment from God?
The land has gone dark ever since;
Fires had broken out elsewhere;
Many have gone missing since then;
The island saw worst tragedy!
Must human beings turn divine?
Must people keep God’s Code stead-fast?
Does God remind man’s futile ways?
Is it a sign of end of world?
But why this heavy toll of lives?
And why is Nature furious?
A pall of gloom has clothed the land;
No words can tell the woes of men!
The world readies to help Japan;
The holocaust must open hearts;
When Nature strikes with brute a force,
Men turn lame ducks, unarmed but harmed!
Pray that the lost souls rest in peace!
May God provide the healing touch;
The world must save the Japanese Isles;
Let love of brethren change its fate!
Man cannot win against Nature!
Man needs God’s protection much more;
Man needs to pray to God a lot;
MAN SHAN’T FORGET THE NEED FOR GOD!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 13-03-2011
poem by John Celes
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Haiti 2010
Haiti : January 12....2010-02-03....16: 23 hrs
The dreadful Earthquake struck suddenly
That unsuspecting day in January
From Palace to hut the indifferent Quake
Unleash its wrathful fury,
Buildings crumbled like falling leaves to the ground
Killing and trapping the unsuspecting thousands
In its round
Plumes of dust arose in the air
Amidst screams and groans of its victims' fear
Masks of terror and confusion etched their faces
Of victims fleeing for their lives to safer places
Poor Haiti what have you done
To receive such an awful Fate?
poem by Michael Kersting
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Jaipur Blasts ‘08
The pink city looks almost red!
Some terrorists have struck some dead;
This is the work of some, misled;
Something is wrong within their head.
The will of people is too strong;
Terrorists can’t succeed for long;
They choose places where people throng;
They blast them dead like loud a song!
This is a clarion call to all;
Most blast victims need just a pall;
All patriots must unite fast,
And fight the menace till the last.
But terrorists think, most won’t join;
The war against them is prolonged;
Most nations suffer from this scourge;
United, we can win this war!
All people must be alert hence;
They must be wary of strange things;
They ought to work with common sense;
Terrorists are insane earthlings!
dedicated to the sad victims and lucky survivors!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-14-2008
poem by John Celes
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I Think We Fell In Love Too Fast
Writers: leo sayer, johnny vastano &vini poncia
We were just two kids in high school
Whod never been in love before
Just happened to be together
We never wanted more
We had one long crazy summer
Life was like a honeymoon
But we couldnt hold back our feelins
Guess you came along too soon
Ooh, darlin
I think we fell in love too fast
Ooh, darlin
I think we fell in love too fast
I was workin my way through college
When you wrote and told me the news
Said you were gonna have a baby
Yeah, I knew my college days were through
Had to work late to make the money
You saw more of the kid than me
I guess I knew I failed you when
You said that youd rather be free
You wanted to be free
Ooh, darlin
I think we fell in love too fast
Ooh, darlin
I think we fell in love too fast
Well I heard you got away to florida
Got a husband, took the kid
I bet they think the whole world of you
Just like I always did
You were the only one I ever wanted
But I know you cant be replaced
If only wed met a little later, babe
We wouldnt of made the same mistakes
Oh, no, no, no, ooh
Darlin, yeah
I think we fell in love too fast
I know it now
Ooh, darlin, darlin
I know we fell in love too fast, too fast
Ooh, darlin, yeah
I think we fell in love too fast
I know it now
Ooh, darlin, darlin
I know we fell in love too fast, too fast
song performed by by Leo Sayer
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Efforts Still
One, two and three
You will never be free
Go on counting and accumulate
Nothing more will remain to relate
Life may end fast
No time for you to choose and last
Rests of all will lye here for some one
No one shall care for your dead body even
It may be taken fast out
So many things will be left to talk about
Personal memory may remain in people's mind
Soon to test its worth from praise to find
No one may say bad words about departed person
But many may remember his noble work with reasons
His ashes may carry no value for world
But to some yes it may be warm feelings and not cold
Look at worthiness of human life
Even though it is sharp like knife
Not all may earn good will
Yet you got to make efforts still
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Warrior Red-Ants
I crushed some warrior-ants to death,
And wondered what, others would do;
And very promptly, came more ants
To investigate scene of crime!
These ants build nests upon the trees,
By gluing leaves with strange substance;
Their nests look like army barracks,
With sentry-ants guarding smartly!
The dead ants lay all strewn about;
A few of them were moving still;
And very soon, they too lay dead,
Like soldiers killed in battle-field!
The scout ants went from ant to ant,
Perhaps in search of ones alive;
Some went back fast to convey news
About the tragedy they saw!
And very soon, arrived more ants
To check if dead were truly dead;
Somehow, these ants smelt death itself;
They did it so effortlessly!
Each one of them lifted the dead,
By proboscis and sped back home;
Each ant with carcass upon mouth,
Ran back as fast as legs carried.
And in a trice, the dead were cleared;
The scene of crime was clean by now;
The work was finished in moments;
Yes, ants are truly busiest!
Oh, what respect ants show their dead!
How fast they rescue comrades hurt!
They proved they respected their dead;
Do human beings do like-wise?
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-15-2008
poem by John Celes
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Poet Valentine’s Day,2009
God made a day for all to express love;
The young and old, friends, lovers use this day;
Renewing promises to each other,
They have a lovely time that day this way!
Their shattered lives get invigorated;
Their broken dreams become alive again;
Their misunderstandings get cleared some way;
Their hearts and minds are drenched in true love’s rain!
And no one knows how time can fleet this day;
Love reigns supreme in hearts across the world;
And time stands still and yet keeps ticking fast;
And many dance to tunes of love untold!
Oh, what a lovely day to enjoy then!
Smiling faces, laughter, sweet talks abound;
The earth appears as though it is heaven!
Yet, some revel trying to lovers hound!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-10-2009
poem by John Celes
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How fast does time fly by
How fast does time fly by
and with a wink of the eye,
the world has changed.
The time of sweet solitude,
unlocked doors
and little cares are past.
How fast have every thing changed
from a world of promise,
to a world gone wild and mad.
Before I can wipe
the sleep from my eyes,
I find myself in another time and place.
Uneducated people
are running my country,
into the ground.
Kids have no respect
and run their own lives
and use drugs and steal,
live only for themselves
and the here and now
like a bunch of hooligans running amok.
There’s corruption and gangsters everywhere
and hijackers and house invaders
and the police do not really seem to care.
How fast does time fly by
and with a wink of the eye,
the world has changed.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Truth of Most Youth Today!
Today’s youth takes a warring path;
They don’t believe even the truth;
They love to do things opposite;
They want to learn all by themselves.
They take on risks that adults won’t;
They love glamour and pomp and show;
They want to lead an easy life;
They question almost anything.
They love to take the narrow lanes;
They don’t like to be ever blamed;
They will not heed to good advice;
They are afraid of ones with clout.
They are an easy prey to vice;
They lose their virtues very fast;
They wish to enjoy life early;
They disobey their parents too.
They think they can live on their own;
They trust their human strength alone;
They are a group that’s misguided;
They cannot think the ‘pros and cons’.
They will not take ev’n things well-said;
They think they are infallible;
They want to be just left alone;
They wish to pry in danger’s mouth.
They are a dis-satisfied lot;
They argue over many things;
They will not learn from others’ faults;
They want to see and feel all things.
They feel they can achieve all things;
They put God in the backyard fast;
They waste their precious time and life;
They question even God at times!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-15-2009
poem by John Celes
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World Poetry Day,2012
Peace is what the world needs fast
Peace is required most
Peace can't come by waging wars
Peace is born through great efforts!
Peace can dwell when love prevails
Peace is the driving force
Peace must last forever to
Keep the world love life firstly
Peace is the priceless wealth much sought
Peace must start from homes
Peace must spread through all nations
And fill hearts and minds of men
Peace is one that brings progress
Peace can bridge differences
Peace is made by dialogues
Peace is the key to world's happiness
Dedicated to ‘World Poetry Day,2012'
Copyright by Dr John Celes 21-03-12
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: Life is full of Surprises
Some things in life remain an utter flop!
My plans to make my life secure did fail;
I thought I’ll run but I could only hop!
My mind and body couldn’t stay hearty, hale.
The things I thought were precious-most were not;
Some ignored things were worth their weight in gold;
The mountain fizzled out and turned a dot;
The innocence of youth was gone when old.
The things that God bestowed on me were great;
Although delayed, they stood stead-fast with time;
I learnt that I could always change my fate;
Sometimes, a dollar got dwarfed by a dime!
Life’s problems pernicious get solved so fast;
The ways of God are strange but truly last.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 11-27-2005
poem by John Celes
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An Island War Tragedy!
Their hero is no more but then,
He is alive in every heart
And mind, for whom he fought so well,
Until he ultimately fell
To bullets sprayed from ruthless guns,
That brought the valiant man to earth.
The land is freed from ‘tigers’ now?
A mighty myth was rendered false;
The landscape lies in ruins much;
‘The people are refugees, ’ ‘Oh! ’
They died by thousands, all in vain;
Most families in tents just live.
Denied of equal rights for long,
The people hum a plaintive song
Of sufferings and unfairness,
Unleashed upon them by brethren.
Their trauma is too great to tell;
Their island life is now like hell.
They razed all buildings to the ground;
Their ravished women look like ghosts;
The mutilated ones too die,
For want of proper treatment fast.
Has God abandoned them also?
They have been victims of all crimes!
The war is over but so what?
Their fate lies hanging in peril;
Their shattered dreams of wealth and health
Have gone awaste in dogged lives;
Their families are dejected;
They wonder why they are alive!
The world stayed watching them suffer!
Their neighbors were insensitive;
A rosy world has turned blood-red!
Their future is in smithereens!
Where is the God who had made them?
Should wars cause wounds that cannot heal?
What tragedy had struck their isle!
Their land was like a paradise;
But things have gone all awry now;
They have no water, food to take;
Like cattle driven to their pens,
Their victors treat them worse than beasts!
Could not the genocide been stopped?
Is there not ways to avoid wars?
Innocent men, women, children,
Fall prey to perpetrators’ guns!
The world is silent while more die
Of diseases and lack of care!
The people need a soothing touch!
Let nations rush to help these souls;
They had not slept for days on end;
Their ears are deaf by blasts of bombs!
If human love is supreme, then,
Let nations hurry up to help!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 20-5-09
poem by John Celes
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Bible in Poetry: Gospel of St. Matthew (Chapter 6)
‘Let righteous deeds be performed then,
Such that the people don’t see them;
For, otherwise, you can’t expect
Reward from your heavenly Father! ’
‘When you give alms, give quietly;
Don’t like hypocrites blow trumpet,
In synagogues and in the streets
To win the praise of all others.’
‘When you give alms, let your left hand
Not know what your right is doing;
Let it be secret alms-giving,
So that, your Father repays you.’
‘Don’t pray like hypocrites who stand
In synagogues and street-corners,
And pray so that others can see.’
‘They have had their reward, ’ I say.
‘Go to your inner room to pray,
And close the door and in secret,
Ask your Father all that you want.
Your Father then will repay you! ’
‘Don’t babble like how pagans do,
Who think their prayers will be heard
Because they have so many words.
Your Father knows before you ask.’
Then, this is how you are to pray:
‘Our Father in heaven,
Hallowed be your name;
Your kingdom come,
Your will be done on earth,
As it is in heaven.’
‘Give us today our bread;
Forgive our debts,
As we forgive our debtors;
Don’t bring us to the final test;
Deliver us from evil One! ’
‘Forgive transgressions of others;
Then forgive you, will your Father;
If you don’t forgive your brothers,
Neither will He, you, your Father.’
‘Don’t gloomy be, whenev’r you fast;
Your face shouldn’t show that you’re downcast;
The hypocrites reveal their fast;
Amen, I say, they’ve got reward.
Whenev’r you fast, anoint your head,
And wash your face to appear fresh;
Your Father alone should know it;
He’ll repay in a manner fit.’
‘Don’t store for yourself earth’s treasures,
Where moth-destroyed and decay sets,
And thieves break in to steal them off;
Store up your treasures in heaven,
Where moth or decay don’t destroy,
And thieves don’t break in to steal them.
For, where your treasures tends to lie,
Your heart will tend to stay near-by! ’
‘The eye serves as the body’s lamp;
If eye be sound, body has light;
If eye is bad, body has night;
If body’s light in darkness stays,
How much more darkness, one will face? ’
‘Know that one can’t serve two masters;
He’ll hate the one and love the next,
Or be devoted just to one.’
‘You can’t serve God and too mammon.’
‘Is life not more than food and drink?
Isn’t body more than just clothing? ’
‘Look at the birds of sky so blue;
They neither sow nor do they reap;
They gather nothing into barns;
Yet, your heav’nly Father feeds them! ’
Aren’t you more important than they? ’
‘Can one of you by worrying add
A single moment to life-span?
Why are you anxious of your clothes?
Learn from the flowers wild to grow;
They neither work nor do they spin;
I tell you, not ev’n Solomon
Was in his splendor, clothed alike,
The gorgeous flowers in the wild.’
‘If God so clothes the grass of fields,
Which grow to be thrown in fire,
Will He not provide more for you,
O you, of little faith. have you? ’
‘So, do not worry what to eat?
And do not worry what to drink?
And do not worry what to wear?
All such things, pagans also seek.
Your heav’nly Father knows your need.’
‘So, seek the kingdom of God first,
And seek His righteousness and love;
All things will be given besides.’
‘Do not worry about morrow;
Tomorrow takes care of itself;
Each day has share of own evil! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-29-2007
poem by John Celes
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Almighty’s Ways are Incredible
The ways of Almighty are strange,
And mysterious, miraculous;
No human mind can understand
The timing of the things, He does.
Yet, God has plans for all of us,
And executes them so deftly;
The world is surprised by God’s works,
And how He goes about His job.
God raises righteous persons to
High positions in earthly life,
That gives them contentment so great,
The world cannot but stay amazed!
God heals the wounds of hearts and minds,
Removing indelible scars;
God gives peace lasting for lifetime
To lives, who plead and pray to Him.
God arranges such mighty things
That man’s efforts cannot achieve;
God builds the homes of upright souls
On rock, and blesses them amply!
The man of wisdom trusts in God;
The foolish man believes in self;
Mere human strength will fail most times;
God’s grace is needed for success!
So, trust in God and ask of Him;
God is ever-ready to help;
His heart of love is eager to
Listen to pleas of frantic souls!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 01-04-2010
poem by John Celes
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Fast Train
Written by: myles goodwyn
I read the colors this mornin
I read the colors today
About a man who left from nowhere to be someone
And every day he has to pay in every way
I met a man from new york city
He spoke of things Ive yet to find
A good man driven from his homeland
Tryin to find some piece of mind
Its a fast train
Its a fast train
Its a fast train
Its a fast train
Its a fast train
Its a fast train
Its a fast train
Its a fast train
Its a fast train
Its a fast train
Its a fast train
Its a fast train
Its a fast train
song performed by by Kate Bush
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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No Adequate Poem Will Be Written Against The Darkness Of Another Life
NO ADEQUATE POEM WILL BE WRITTEN AGAINST THE DARKNESS OF A DIFFERENT LIFE (Reflections after reading “ To See You Again”(A True Story of Love in a Time of War) by Betty Schimmel
No adequate poem will be written against the darkness of a different life-
There are people in this world who have known horrors beyond my poor imagining-
Priviliged to have been safe throughout my life
How can I possibly understand those who saw human lives taken in an instant?
Millions of innocent have been murdred in this world-
And we live our everyday lives as if there has never been such a thing in the world -
Were we to constantly pay attention to the worst that there has been
We would perhaps curse God and die –
The worst has happened many many times to others-
As good as me or mine-
How I fear the incidents and accidents and not so accidents
In a world in which we have so many enemies who would destroy us
Who hate us with all their envy and stupidity
And who would wipe us out completely –
I pray to God and have faith in God and believe in God
But the worst horrors have happened to those with greater faith than mine-
The future is terrible uncertainty-
And I pray we will have the strength and courage and luck and blessing to not to be its victims again.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Stop the World I Want to Get Off
I've had enough, why we cannot get on with each other
I've never known times so rough,
Where ‘o' where has all the love gone
Why show the hate with a roadside bomb,
Freedom riots crushed with tanks,
Write about flowers and beautiful nature? No thanks
Stop the World I Want to Get Off!
Countries with no one to kill rape the earth
Destroying forests so fast leaving nothing but dearth,
Then boffins who can't make a car that can go slow
That so many road victims so early to heaven must go.
To top the hate cake 911 shook the world
As the news and horror unfurled,
Stop the World I Want to Get Off!
I've booked a flight on the first shuttle leaving soon
To live with that loving man who lives on the moon,
I know those with love who are left will win in the end, but
I must leave now or I'll go round the bend.
poem by Ken e Hall
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Stop The World I Want To Get Off
I've had enough, why we cannot get on with each other
I've never known times so rough,
Where ‘o' where has all the love gone
Why show the hate with a roadside bomb,
Freedom riots crushed with tanks,
Write about flowers and beautiful nature? No thanks
Stop the World I Want to Get Off!
Countries with no one to kill rape the earth
Destroying forests so fast leaving nothing but dearth,
Then boffins who can't make a car that can go slow
That so many road victims so early to heaven must go.
To top the hate cake 911 shook the world
As the news and horror unfurled,
Stop the World I Want to Get Off!
I've booked a flight on the first shuttle leaving soon
To live with that loving man who lives on the moon,
I know those with love who are left will win in the end, but
I must leave now or I'll go round the bend.
poem by Ken e Hall
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Fast Train
Transcribed from a live performance on february 26, 2000 at the barbican in york, england. the first performance of this new song.
When you been on a fast train
And its goin off the rails
And you cant come back together again
You just start breakin down
In the pourin rain
Cause you been on a fast train
When your love has gone away
Dont it make you feel so sad
And you know Im returnin
Way into the land
And you start breakin down
And go into the pain
Cause you been on the fast train
You had to go on the lam
Cross into no mans land
Aint nobody here on your wavelength
And nobody gonna give you a helpin hand
You just start breakin down
And just go into the sun
When you hear that fast train
And you keep movin along
To the sound of the wheels
Deep inside your heart you really know
You know just how it feels
And you start breakin down
And the deserts reign on the fast train
Youre way over the line
This time youre out of your mind
This time youre out of your depth
And to the window you crack open
Oh but theres nowhere to go
Theres only sleet and theres snow
Keep on movin on a fast train
You hear theyre goin over the line
Oh standin on the edge of the hill
Oh nobody on their wavelength
Nobody to give you a helping hand
And you start breakin down
When you hear the sound
Keep on movin on a fast train
Im goin nowhere on a fast train
Goin nowhere
Goin nowhere on a fast train
Goin nowhere on a fast train
Fast train
Going nowhere
Goin nowhere on a fast train
To the wasteland
To the wasteland
On a fast train
On a fast train
On a fast train
Im goin nowhere
Im goin nowhere on a fast train
Goin nowhere
On a fast train
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Doctor’s Day,2010(acrostic)
Doctors are a noble lot
Often misunderstood, a slot
Caring for the sick and dying
They comfort the anguished and crying
One true noble profession, world envies
Really doing yeoman service
Sacrificing precious time for patients’ sake
Demanding not much in return
Always ready to save lives
Yet, the world seems dissatisfied!
‘Happy Doctor’s Day! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-1-2010
poem by John Celes
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