Human Eyes
You might peep;
You might weep;
But God gave eyes to know
His Nature deep,
With beauty steep,
And your soul, to keep!
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Sonnet: Precisely-made Man!
God placed for man both eyes in front of face,
Unlike the beasts with eyes on either side:
A special sense to see in human race,
And ears to hear all sounds, and touch beside.
God placed each part in ideal site for all;
If slightly misplaced, one would look so weird;
Within the human heart, He placed a wall,
Allowing man to grow a moustache, beard.
Creator made each creature ideally!
His sense of creation was good and keen;
All things, He gave to man optimally;
But finding fault was man’s nature quite mean!
Man cannot do a thing better than God,
But sometimes, considers himself as Lord!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-8-2008
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Sonnet: The Need for Purity of Soul
I need to be sin-free and pure of heart,
And mind, soul, body and spirit as well,
As ’tis my duty and my earthly part,
To avoid punishment in fire of hell.
I need to be a virtuous earthling,
For, God gave me a soul and so expects,
My readiness for His Second Coming,
Although my freedom always, He respects.
I need to keep my soul afilled with grace,
To get God’s blessings, favors and His gifts,
And keep my righteous path, heavenly gaze,
And get rewarded by His divine lifts.
I need to be all pure of mind and soul,
For, that’s my ultimate aim and my role.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-27-2008
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Sonnet Eyewitness
One eye is peering through a window crack!
The darkened room has dilated pupil;
It watches closely all who did attack;
The fear-filled lady stands alone and still!
She’s witness to the gory murder scene!
She dare not cry or breathe harder than this;
A mob of youngsters rape and kill a teen;
Unluckily, she is the one witness.
Her inner mind now cautions her, ‘Don’t peep! ’
Her heart of anguish goads her on forward;
It is too late to summon help or weep;
Alas! Some human beasts act like a herd!
Her conscience goads her to inform the law;
Her troubled heart lies horrified with awe!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-24-2008
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God (rictameter-odd)
God
Loved man most,
Among all creatures
He’d made, with love and finesse;
So, bestowed man, His semblance, with soul,
And conscience, with freedom
Of will to choose good
O’er bad, like
God!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-4-2008
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The Mighty Oak
The mighty Oak has lost its massive look!
The mother-trunk is old and dying fast;
Some aerial-roots in ground anew did hook;
Their smaller trunks appear just like a mast!
The hill I knew is just a mound right now:
It’s razed to almost level ground for sheep:
Its beauty gone, children cannot say, ‘Wow! ’
No meadows, trees now dot its sides, less steep.
Familiar things have vanished like a dream;
The landscape looks different but deceptive;
No more, I see the tamarind and neem;
More neighbors are strangers, less receptive!
Old lovely smiling faces can’t be seen:
Remaining few relatives looking mean!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-9-2008
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Happy Mother’s Day,2008
I’m glad to have a mother good,
Who nursed me well and gave good food;
Who taught me how to read and write,
And sang a lullaby each night.
Who showed me how to walk and run,
And played with me to have some fun;
Who kept me spick and span each day,
And told me stories like a Fay.
Who showed me how to pray to God,
And caned me sometimes as a rod;
Who reared me well with love and care,
And toiled all life for my welfare.
A lovely soul, one’s mother is,
Who shows the way to every bliss!
God bless my mother specially,
And keep her happy and healthy.
‘Wish you dear mom, a Happy Mother’s Day,2008! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-1-2008
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Pot Pourri of Personalities
I see some persons laughing all the time;
They wear a mask of artificial smiles;
Their tongues are smooth and eyes are deceptive;
They boast of living prudently and wise!
They mock at righteous and sincere persons;
They joke and give evasive replies oft;
Their blunders go undetected for long;
They sow the seed of discord amongst men!
And some are spick and span, overly too,
Their body odors by perfumes, well hid;
They weep a tear for some in grief at times;
They trust their toil and do not believe God!
But do they lament within heart always?
They cannot hide their nature real, long;
God knows these persons cheating world at large;
His rod of justice stern, awaits such men.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-29-2008
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SOUL’s Worth!
A human life is worth
Much more than many beasts’!
The soul of man is priceless,
Compared to any life.
A soul is worth
Much more than
All treasures on earth!
So, keep your goal,
Keep your role,
And, keep your soul,
By walking in the Way,
In the Light,
In the Truth
Always-
That’s Jesus Christ,
THE ONLY WAY
TO REACH
HEAVEN!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-9-2008
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The Bathing Nymph
-A bathing beauty born to be afloat
On waters blue and still, well nigh the beach
Of forsaken isles, where no man has trod.
The pretty blonde with golden hair looks great,
As sun-beams swathe her raiment through and through;
The conchs and corals of the sea-bed show!
She plays with sea-gulls happily for long;
The water-waves wafting a divine song;
The lovely lass looks lit like fallen star!
The damsel day-dreams, drenched in dawn’s day-light!
There is no prince to woo her to be wife!
The bathing nymph has never tasted strife!
Her life goes on in Mother Nature’s lap!
Each sun-set drives her deep down for a nap;
She‘s up again smiling at break of day!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-4-2008
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Sonnet: God’s Supreme Love for Man
All creatures live by Maker’s love and grace;
Their earthly span is determined by God;
Not a moment more can they add / erase;
Yet, human beings forget God – How odd?
God cares and loves man, more than any beast;
The soul of man is His most precious gift;
Posthumously, He waits to give a Feast –
Yet, mortal sins can make souls go adrift!
The soul of man must pure remain for God;
No soul with sin’s ‘blemish or stain’ sees Him;
All evil hearts await Almighty’s rod;
Their ‘after-life’ will turn forever grim!
God’s supreme love for man gave up His Son
On cross, for every sin of mankind, done.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-9-2008
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Sonnet: Death Will Come
God breathed life into dust to make each man,
And gave him soul to realize His love;
And made each, uniquely, both man, woman:
And keep soul sin-free, and one’s love to prove.
All earthlings must perish some day on earth,
And leave behind all earthly things, we got;
A great blessing indeed is every birth;
There is no thing we call as our sheer lot!
Are we prepared to embrace death that day?
It comes thief-like to cut the thread of life;
How many can to death then bravely say,
‘I’m ready for your cruel, ruthless knife! ’
All earthlings die to turn again to clay,
Releasing soul for God’s Last Judgment Day!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-11-2008
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Misty Mountain Mirage (An acrostic)
Mountainous terrain steep
In the Tibetan plateau, where the
Sky almost
Touches the horizon
Yonder, with the
Mist moving up from the vale below,
Over the tall pine-trees and thick foliage,
Uniting the clouds from above
Naturally, and blocking the visual acuity of
The tired, trekking mountaineers on their
Arduous route down the mountain slopes,
In the intense heat of the rising sun,
Notwithstanding the many
Miles of shrubs and undergrowth that lie ahead, looking
Impossible to even the expert climber, who is momentarily
Relieved and excited by the mirage of an old castle
Appearing suddenly from nowhere,
Giving a ‘de ja vu’ feeling to all up there
Eyeing the beauty of the ancient masonry.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-26-2008
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Sonnet: The ‘Wise’ Fool!
Your mind was busy thinking, things of own;
Your heart was not present in doing good;
Your body functioned in ways lustful known;
Your soul remained as sinful as it could!
Oh, man of experience and worldly taste!
You seem to forget God’s awesome power;
You failed to keep your body and mind chaste;
You nipped the buds before they could flower!
You never feared the God who gave you years;
Your tongue used disdainful words with freedom;
Your eyes were blind and deaf remained your ears;
Your earthly knowledge can’t become wisdom.
You never heeded scriptures divine Word!
Will God forgive your sinful past record?
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-20-2008
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The Only True Friend of All
Is there a friend on earth dependable?
Is there someone on whom you could well count?
Is there a soul with whom you share your woes?
Is there a creature upon earth like you?
Show me a friend who keeps your secrets all?
Show me someone who’ll feel proud with your feats?
Show me a soul consoling, comforting?
Show me a person showing gratitude?
Even your parents are not ideal friends;
Even your siblings are not trustworthy;
Even your spouse is not the best person;
Even your children don’t love you enough!
Who is the only friend of all on earth?
Who will not forsake you, nor abandon?
Who gave you love without pre-conditions?
Who called you by your name while still in womb?
Who watches you with eyes of great concern?
Who protects you from dangers known / unknown?
Who cares for you when you are old and weak?
Who dares the devils touch your body, soul?
God is the only Friend dependable;
God is the only Friend who stays all life;
God is the only Friend who timely helps;
God is the only Friend of all on earth!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-10-2008
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Sonnet: Beauty
The flesh gets beauty, when draped by its skin;
The soul loses beauty, when filled by sin;
The beauty of things is seen when revealed;
The beauty of unseen things is concealed.
Woman! Thy beauty is in concealment;
Nature, thy beauty is the Firmament;
O Man! Thy beauty is by revealing;
Heart, Thy beauty is in deep feeling.
The Grace of God is the dress of the soul!
The Stars, Sun and Moon- the dress of the ‘bowl’! ’
Just as how skin protects the body’s flesh,
Good deeds make a soul beautiful and fresh.
Doing good in life is most important;
Avoiding harm is more significant.
3-1-2000
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Keys to God’s Kingdom
Listen to God;
Go by His Word;
Follow His code;
Live in the Lord;
Increase your herd;
Fly like a bird
To His abode!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-26-2008
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On Winning a Race!
'Not all can win in any race!
You just improve your mental pace;
Keep your smiling, cheerful, a face;
Never give up your wild goose- chase,
Until you win, in any case! '
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-26-2008
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Mist of Sin
The mist of mortal sin
Will blind the eyes of soul, divine
From seeing things aright
And losing sight
Of mighty God,
Creating rift
That turns a vale
Or canyon deep;
Which prayers ne’er can penetrate,
Nor grace of God shower like rain
The healing touch
That soul needs much
To reconcile
In heaven’s ways,
And continue
To tread the road
That leads to God’s abode.
The sun (Son) of God
Alone can warm
The misty (sinful) air
And frozen soul,
Dispelling harm
That clouds on those
In mortal sin,
Bringing them back
To God’s embrace!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 11-23-2009
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Pleas of a Babe from the Womb!
Oh, daddy, can you hear my voice?
To be your child was just God’s choice;
Allow me please to make first noise,
And God will add to you both, joys.
Come to my rescue, dear father;
Permit me to be born, mother;
I long to see the world God made,
Like you, before I start to fade.
Oh, mummy, am I unwanted?
My pleas to you go ungranted;
The love of God put me in here;
The love of man, I see nowhere!
I beg of you, my parents two;
I am your very own child too;
I am your flesh and blood also;
Give me a chance to see both, oh!
How unkind can my parents be?
I am like them in ways every;
God grant them sense to allow me,
To be born well, like them freely.
God gave me life;
God gave me a soul;
God made me too whole;
But I’m afraid, my thread of life,
May get the knife!
Dedicated to all unborn babes;
‘May their souls rest in peace! ’
'May God forgive their parents' sin.'
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-15-2008
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In Life…
Go on ahead;
Fear no one;
The honest can
Ev’n reach the sun!
Accelerate,
On road aright;
Perseverance
Gives soon limelight!
Listen to what
Your conscience tells;
Do not mind if
The world still yells!
Fear Almighty,
And be righteous;
Success smiles with
Blessings bounteous!
Let failures come;
They are transient;
Ne’er lose courage;
Time is God-lent!
Expect nothing;
Do your duty;
God does the rest;
Life’s a beauty!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 09-11-2008
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