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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Sonnet: The Human Soul
Unseen, the soul of a man lies within,
Like the mighty hands that created him;
The Maker expecting it back sans sins,
Had filled the human skull with brain to brim.
On returning, the Soul’s state must be pure,
Or else, it shall not enter Heaven’s gate;
Its venial sins Purgatory will cure;
But mortal sins get it the Hellish fate.
So, lose your limb or eye if cause of sin;
To the lame or blind, God would give Heaven;
The sinful body, leads thee to hell’s door;
And wholesome yet, to the Inferno’s core.
Taint not by thyself with sinful ways/ misdeeds;
Grown not in the soul, saplings of sinful weeds.
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Sonnet: The Thought and Act Are Very Nigh
It takes a sinful thought just split seconds,
To change into a mortal sinful act;
And sever with Heaven, man’s sacred bonds;
Renew with hell, an unholy sin’s pact.
The devil chooses man’s one weakest time,
Creating occasion for mortal sin;
And thereafter, lapses man’s life sublime;
The ‘devilized’ soul lives in sin with gin!
The sinful thought heralds the sinful act;
Such seed when sown soon sprouts into a tree;
The gardener- devil uses every tact
To coax man through and bear fruits, rotten, free;
Beware then man, the thought and act are nigh!
The soul in mortal sin, in hell shall die!
6-4-2002 by Dr John Celes
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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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Lenten Season,2009
It’s Lent-time once again;
Make it a boon, not bane;
Empty your soul’s sin-bins;
Let grace of God, souls rinse!
It’s time to pray a lot;
Fasting avoids soul’s rot;
Keep off all deadly sins;
The Holy Spirit wins!
‘We know the foe in depth;
On sinful mud, we slept;
We do all sins again;
Our grace is on the wane! ’
Lent is the time to think;
Our follies, we must shrink;
Let good thoughts fill the mind;
From evil, let’s rescind.
Take care each moment then;
Let’s move nearer heaven;
Keep off satan’s rampage;
Christians have advantage.
Preserve the body pure;
Sufferings, let’s more endure;
The God, most High knows this;
He’ll give us our due bliss!
Pray every now and then;
Read Bible much often;
Read about saints on earth,
Who suffered ev’n from birth!
With God, let’s reconcile;
Sin, bitter is like bile;
Confess as many times;
Say prayers, hymns and rhymes.
Let’s win our divine war;
Heal will our soul’s sin-scar;
Lent is the time aright;
Let’s make our dark lives bright!
Forget the sinful past;
Good things alone will last;
Satan’s a mere actor;
God is the clear victor.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-24-2009
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The Lenten Season
Forty days has Lent each year,
For the soul to God endear;
Confess sins to God to hear;
Live a life pure without fear!
Prayer is key primary;
Fasting cleanses mind, body;
One does good deeds, charity;
Heart gets grace and purity.
Time to introspect divine;
Reconcile with Christ, the Vine;
Let remorse make heart to pine
For repentance that turns life fine.
Like Jesus, let's fight devil;
Let us do no more evil;
Lent can heal the soul that's ill;
We must take heaven's road well!
Lent is gift of God that's lent,
And for deeds goods is just meant;
Soul must turn sinless and bent
Erasing stain and all dent!
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Sonnet: Things Can Happen Fast
One move that’s false can cost a man his life;
One mortal sin can deny soul, Heaven;
One vain desire can land a man in strife;
One blunder made can land in jail some man.
Wary must be a man in earthly life,
In choosing aims and friends and things he’ll do;
Scary is life whenever comes some strife;
All evil acts attract punishments due.
One split second can change a sinful heart;
Remorse/ penance can win a soul, Heaven;
The state of soul matters when you depart;
’Tis Purgatory or Hell for sinful men!
A prudent man will always keep his soul;
To reach Heaven will be his only goal.
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God’s with Us – a Song Poem
I longed to earn in righteous ways;
I worked quite hard but that didn’t pay;
I cried to God to help me face,
the troubles coming, night and day.
Yet, strife came frequently in life,
And stole the hope I nurtured long;
Oh, should I turn to worldly ways?
The question vexed my heart and soul.
If heaven was my only goal,
I could not follow evil ways;
If God was watching me suffer,
Why didn’t He help me when I prayed?
I got the answer in due course –
God need not do the things we ask;
He knows what things are best for us –
We earthlings cannot comprehend!
I held to God with all my might;
Nothing in life then gave me fright;
I tried to see with divine sight;
My problems kept becoming light.
My life is now an easy task;
My soul is purer, nearer God;
God gives me everything I ask;
My soul is tuned to serve the Lord!
’Tis God who gives us every breath,
and helps us live our lives on earth;
We ought to put our trust in God,
And thank Him for His unique love.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-18-2009
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What is Lent?
Lent’s a special soul-time, God-lent!
Fervent prayers should rent the air to heaven;
Meant is Lent to mend and make amends in spiritual life;
Repent, empty your sins pent up;
Spent life should make way for an improved one.
Ask God’s forgiveness for all sins to the very last;
Control your mind and body through more fast;
Charity must become your life-ship’s main mast!
Bury the iniquities and life’s short-falls of the past;
Enrich your soul with grace of God vast!
Gain victory in your spiritual war;
Heal the soul’s sinful scar;
Prepare for heaven that’s not afar.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-27-2009
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Sonnet: What Can’t I Sacrifice To Reach Heaven?
In life, I compromise so many things;
I cannot fight forever in this world;
At times, I take whatever Life just brings;
My sufferings remain in heart untold!
But sin is one thing which I must avoid;
The soul is meant to reach God’s own Abode;
A sinful man can’t satisfy the Lord;
We must therefore live by His every code.
The God of purity is truth and light;
He abhors sins and abysmal darkness;
A thousand suns can’t match His face so bright!
He wants all men freed from devils’ harness.
The grace of God is robe and soul’s haven;
What can’t I sacrifice to reach Heaven?
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-4-2006
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Man Sins Without an End!
The heart of man is evil to the core;
The mind of man sinfully does some more;
The mouth of man utters words unkind, sore;
The soul of man is full of sins of yore!
For long, we’ve sinned against our Lord, our God;
For long, His patience spared us from His rod;
We’ve failed to heed or do as per His Word;
How odd that man can’t stay pure in his thought!
Our sinful habits bring us curses great;
Our suffering and strife cannot abate;
This is but our making and not just fate;
The road to heaven’s narrow; So’s the Gate!
We must agree we disobey our Lord;
We’ve failed to keep the ten Commands He gave;
When misfortune then strikes, we rant and rave;
Man alienates from His one living God!
Why do those things that will displease the Lord?
Why sin endlessly, not fearing His rod?
We heeded not to prophets sent by God;
Man’s sinfulness and habits look so odd!
Repent and reconcile for time is short!
Our sinful habits, we must now abort;
Let grace of God cleanse every human heart;
With soul all pure, we must from earth depart.
The disasters we meet, may be from God,
Perhaps reminding man of all his sins;
We must then heed to every word of His’,
So that, we may partake eternal bliss!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-10-2009
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Basically Speaking!
You cannot do a dirty job
Appearing always clean;
You cannot live in vice all life,
And have a virtuous soul!
You cannot wear just tattered clothes
To attend banquet feast;
You cannot be unsterile and
Perform clean surgery!
You cannot be a patriot,
And help the enemies;
You cannot live a life of sin
Awaiting miracles.
You cannot sin repeatedly,
Expect God’s forgiveness;
You cannot stay a Satan’s child,
And enter God’s Abode.
You cannot kill the innocent
Babe, growing in your womb;
For, murder is a crime and sin
Mortal, that God detests.
You cannot cut the thread of life
For anyone on earth;
The Creator is life-giver:
So, He alone can take!
You cannot break God’s Commandments
Willfully, by habit;
God will not forgive mortal sins,
Unless you change your life.
You cannot go against God’s laws,
And be in grace, sin-free;
You cannot be in mortal sins
And think God will forgive.
Adultery is mortal sin;
Prostitution is adultery;
Murder is mortal sin;
Feticide and abortion are murders in the womb.
Breaking any of the Ten Commandments
Of God is a mortal sin;
The price of sin is death;
The price of mortal sin
Is Eternal Damnation i.e. HELL!
A good Christian knows this too well.
Yet, Jesus paid a ‘bloody price’
And gave His life on cross;
‘Will you not give up sins and vice? ’,
The Savior asks of us.
The LENT is meant
For you and me
To reconcile with God;
Each LENT is lent,
By love of God
To lessen our just rod.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-6-2008
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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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Sonnet: Prayer Is The Key
The answer to Life's problems is so nigh!
And yet, we fail to hear or see the same!
We know that we and all things earthly- die!
And yet, we spend our lives in utter shame!
The soul with sins has no longer God's grace!
The mind and body get off its control;
The devil holds our soul as its own base!
And so, we're blind to our heavenly goal!
We have the key to open our heart's door!
More prayers will certainly do the trick;
When once remorse enters within its core;
God's grace is back! no more our soul is sick!
Then prayers is the weapon 'gainst our foe!
And devils cannot bring us any woe!
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A Song to the Blessed Virgin Mary
Above the ocean, stands a star –
In human form and feminine;
She carries in her hands, a babe –
The Son of God, the King divine!
She calls us all to pray with her –
For conversion of heathen souls;
She tells the rosary is one –
That saves sinners from going to hell.
The baby boy with her is Christ –
Who died upon the cross for us;
He is the light and way and truth –
Through Him we go to heaven’s bliss.
So, pray the rosary, will you?
No harm can ever befall you;
The Virgin Mary can help you
To keep your soul in grace, sin-free.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-31-2009
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Ash-Wednesday ‘07!
By stroke of twelve,
’Tis Ash-Wednesday:
Lent has begun this year!
Heralded by Fasting, Abstinence
Till Easter-Sunday comes.
Give up meat;
Give up milk;
Give up fat;
Give up wine;
Just give up anything
Dear to your palate.
But most of all:
Give up your sinful ways
And pray,
Making amends;
Reconcile with God.
For,
The Road to Heaven seems to get
Narrower, day by day!
Control your appetite
Control your desires;
Control your excesses;
Control your body’s needs;
Control your mind and heart;
Declare your sins forgotten to God;
Gain His forgiveness.
Cleanse your thoughts
Purify your soul
And walk again with Jesus
Fixing your gaze upon heaven
For,
That’s where we all belong!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-20-2007
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Why Death Comes?
There is a place after life;
There is a home after death;
There is a life after life on earth,
And that is the Abode of God
Called Heaven!
It’s a place of joy alone;
It’s a place devoid of sorrows;
It’s a place that’s free from pain and sin;
It’s a place that’s very pure;
It’s a place where sufferings are unknown;
It’s a place of everlasting joy;
It’s a place of commune with God-
Eternity is its name!
Death gives rest to souls that depart;
Death gives reprieve from earthly woes;
Death is the only way to God’s Abode;
Death heralds the resurrection of souls!
When death comes, why should we fear?
Death is the one way to Heaven;
But when it comes, our soul must be prepared,
And if that is done, why bother?
Miracles can be wrought by God;
Prayers can bring miracles through;
Yet, a sea of fervent appeals from souls,
May not keep back a single soul
For a time longer than
What God has pre-destined!
Because, God knows each heart;
God knows each soul;
God knows our sufferings,
And the ideal time to deliver
All.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-2-2005
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Soul Must Be Pure
A married life’s like colored cloth;
A cloistered life, a pure-white garb!
A celibate avoids sex-thoughts;
All religious must live pure lives!
All forms of sin, we must avoid;
The mortal sins are soul-takers;
The clergy must be more cautious;
The devils tempt them miserably!
But God is holy in always;
Heaven abounds in holiness;
No sin-stained soul can stay with God,
Unless, He cleanses it, His way!
To fall in sin is man’s weakness;
God forgives hearts truly contrite;
Sin wounds and scars the soul somehow;
The grace of God must heal all souls!
The religious must be wary;
The devils hate them to the core;
They will not rest until they fall
Into their traps and snares, wily.
Even the empty mind can sin;
No saint is sinless or exempt;
But Christ has paid the price for sins
Of all mankind, once and for all!
But God stays by the righteous ones;
He lifts them up, each time they fall,
And fills their souls with much more grace,
Until their war with devils’ won!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-08-2009
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Sonnet: Rededication to God
Show me O God, the things I ought to do;
’Tis better that I act as per your wish;
My desires of life could anger you;
For, man by birth remains sinful/ selfish.
You only know what for you’d made me, God;
Let me perform the roles you assign me;
Success or failure needs your divine nod;
With duty done, I see Eternity.
Restrain me Lord from doing sinful deeds;
My time is short and keeping soul pure, tough;
From birth, you cater to my earthly needs;
Just help me Lord when weather turns too rough.
My life, I surrender to you, most High;
Your Will’s my goal on earth until I die!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-2-2006
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When Christ-centred…
Athirst for Christ,
Must we live first!
With faith and hope,
As things, we cope.
With soul all pure,
And grace as cure,
We march ahead,
Until we're dead.
With mind, heart clean,
And divine scene,
And body cleansed,
Prayers incensed.
‘Our lord is Judge;
We need not budge,
Away from faith, '
God's Word saith!
Our war is won
When in Christ, born;
Why to worry,
Or feel sorry?
With Christ beside,
In God abide,
Let Him decide,
Life's every tide!
Our road is clear;
Heaven is near;
We need not fear
Or ever tear!
The righteous shine,
And will be fine,
As Good Shepherd,
Guides us by Word!
Heaven is nigh
And is no lie;
We need not shy
In Christ, to die.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 27-08-12
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Sonnet: Heaven is for Pure Souls
A Turkey towel, sodden is heavy;
A sinful soul can't rise to Heav'n above;
A drowned man's lungs are air-less, watery;
The sinful soul to hell drops like a dove.
How can a glutton make his body light?
The anchor out of water is heavy;
How can man see well on a Moonless night?
To give up bad-habits is not easy.
The dust-bin’s meant to hold all littered things;
The garbage-dump has house-hold refuse spilled;
The library has books good for earthlings;
The soul of man must always be grace-filled.
Containers must contain just things aright;
Sunlight is day and darkness fills the night.
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