My dears…
Lend me your ears;
Lend me your eyes;
Lend me your words;
Our attitude, we must mend.
We must make amends;
Sometimes, we must bend;
The stalemate must end;
Our faults, we can’t defend.
To our patients, we must well attend.
On them, we all depend;
They are our Godsend;
Our ways, we must wend!
Let smiles and laughter, the air rend!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-09-11
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Mind your woman
If you refuse your wife your eyes
There are men to lend theirs.
If you refuse your wife your ears
There are men to lend theirs.
Unless you mend she is under threat.
31.08.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I miss my twin sister
My twin sister...
Many people said like that to us
Even, we are not coming from the same dad and mom
But our figure are almost the same
I remember when the time she visit me and my husband
My tears came up from my eyes
I don't know why i did that
Maybe because i need her to share my feeling
I need her to hear my story
You lend me everything
You lend me your books
You lend me your Bible
You lend me your dress
You give many precious gifts to me
You lend me your husband to take me
You lend me your husband to hear my sharing
I am sorry my sister, I know i hurt you
But, i never want to replace your place
He is your King
and You are his Queen
No one can't doubt me for that
Please, smile for me
You look so pretty with that dress
He is so lucky to have you
Pray for me.... so i can live my life with smile
Lend A Helpin Hand
(allen collins - ronnie van zant - gary rossington)
Oh. now when you think the times ___
Take a look around
cause babies are dying from disease
Sleeping out on the ground
People never seen the tortured eyes
From a foreign land. no
When you see somebody whos down and out
Lend a helpin hand
You better, lend a helpin hand. if you can
Lend a helpin hand
Do it if you can
Oh. every time you feed your face
Do you bow your head
Hunger kills each and every day
Wont you share your bread
If youve ever felt the pain inside
I know youd understand
When you see somebody whos down and out
Lend a helpin hand
You better, lend a helpin hand. if you can
Lend a helpin hand
Do it if you can
Oh. every time you feed that face
Do you look around
For somebody right in your own neighborhood
Sleepin out on the ground
And do some down south jukin
If youve ever felt the pain inside
I know youd understand
When you see somebody whos down and out
Lend a helpin hand
Why dont you, lend a helpin hand. if you can
Lend a helpin hand
Wont you please lend a helpin hand
song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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To Be Sisters Dedicated to Elvira North & Willa Blackwell
Dear Sister, You are close, to my heart
It's been that way from the very start
On you, I can always depend
Your support, you always lend You always have time to share
And let me know you care
I could never find a closer friend
When problems arise, we always mend We have a rare bond of affection
In you, I feel a source of protection
Sister, always share your life with me,
And lend your support to me.
poem by Laura Hall
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Broken Fences
Broken Fences
Written by: Wilfred Mellers, Monday, November 2,2009, @ 12: 50 PM
A rose to you I now shall send
Gone are the days with my best friend
Empty pockets willing no longer to lend
Wasting time I now alone spend
If only time I could suspend
You back in my arms I’d pretend
With you I’d exhaust every weekend
Affectionate letters now I’d resend
To cherish you more I’d intend
Into the darkest of caverns I would descend
Captive wires I would unbend
On summits high I would ascend
Your every need I would contend
Lavish parties we would attend
On you all I would spend
For you are truly a godsend
Preoccupied I was with having a girlfriend
On you I relied and came to depend
On this truly you I commend
Released from the nest birds must fend
This voyage now I append
Left to my own qualms I must now tend
A tree in the wind must learn how to bend
Words spoken never meant to offend
An Oak leaf I now extend
All reservations I now suspend
You my love was the perfect blend
For actions taken now I emend
Insecurities seems to be the trend
Is this what you truly want to defend?
Can fondness time truly transcend?
Broken fences need to now mend
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Trainer On Adult Learning/ Teaching
I welcome each one of you, dear;
Please don’t have any fear
You can see well from the rear;
Just lend me your ear.
I wish to be a facilitator mere;
Today, you may not become a seer;
You need no head-gear;
I’m sure you all can hear.
I’m not an expert but your peer;
The things I tell you aren’t new but near;
What I say could make you veer;
Certainly, you will not tear!
But this isn’t the time for a beer!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-16-2006
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: Medical History In Diagnosis
O Healer, lend thine ears to his story!
He talks by heart and cannot lie a lot;
To make the diagnosis and gain glory,
To all things possible, you must give thought.
Remember, patients come in much distress;
They need a soul kind who will hear their case;
The disease-state puts one into great stress;
A good history is the diagnosing-base.
Suspect all conditions under the Sun;
The eyes can see what mind already knows;
Examining case for clues is serious fun;
To every doctor, patient, his life owes.
Oh healer, God is the Physician, so great!
His help we need to change the patient’s state.
31-5-2000 by John Celes
poem by John Celes
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I'm Bad
bad bad bad bad bad
bad bad bad bad bad
bad bad bad bad
I was bas born
I'd be badder when I die
I'm bad when I am sober
I'm badder when I'm high
I'm when I feel good
I'm bad when I'm blue
I'm bad to myself
So I'll be bad to you
So I'll be bad to you
I should've been good
Look at the trouble I've had
I would if I could
But I'm just bad
bad bad bad bad bad
bad bad bad bad
I'm, bad and I'm alive
I'll be badder when I'm dead
I'm bad in my body
man I'm badder in the head
I'm bad in the bed
Something wrong from the start
Guilt in my mind
Evil in my heart
Evil in my heart
I don't need to be happy
I don't care if I'm sad
I don't care about nothin'
Cause I'm bad bad bad bad bad
bad bad bad bad
Don't lend me a dollar
Don't lend me a dime
Don't lend me your wife
She'll have a good time
I'm bad in my car
I'm badder when I'm home
I'm bad when I'm with you
And I'm badder all alone
I'm a low down worm
I'm a conquering worm
I'm a blood-suckin' worm
I'm a slime baitin' worm
I'll put you on the hook
And I'll watch you squirm
I could never learn
Any young turks new tricks
I could never learn
Not to kick against the pricks
Things go from bad to worse
Sometimes it makes me glad
That I was born
Under the Curse of being bad bad bad bad bad
bad bad bad bad
Don't lend me a dollar
Don't lend me dime,
Don't lend me your wife
She'll have a good time
Don't lend me a twenty,
Don't lend me a ten,
If you lend me a hundread
You'll
song performed by by Violent Femmes
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To Lend
To Lend
Don’t you know
People need people
Amen
To lend an ear,
To listen, to hear
About what’s special and dear
Or full of fear
People need people
Amen
With a message to send
People need to lend a hand
To help us all accomplish God’s plan
Sharing life with someone special
Walking hand in hand
On the beach in the sand
People need people
Amen
To lend themselves as a friend
To another as a sister or brother
A father
A mother
To lend
Don’t you know
People need people
Amen
poem by E.Marie AldrichCreasy
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Time Is On Your Side
Maurice white, verdine white & roland bautista
Time is on your side
No more need in runnin
No more need to hide
No more need to cry
Life is what ya find
Wanderin on the other side
No more need to sigh
No more need to lie
Make it what ya can
No more need in wastin
Loves around the bend
No more time to lend
Hope the best to be
Just to make you see
Loves around tne bend
No more time to lend
Now its up to you
Its all up in your head
What ya gonna do
Bring yourself true
song performed by by Earth Wind And Fire
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Sonnet- Medical History In Diagnosis
O Healer, lend thine ears to his story!
He talks by heart and cannot lie a lot;
To make the diagnosis and gain glory,
To all things possible, you must give thought.
Remember, patients come in much distress;
They need a soul kind who will hear their case;
The disease-state puts one into great stress;
A good history is the diagnosing-base.
Suspect all conditions under the Sun;
The eyes can see what mind already knows;
Examining case for clues is serious fun;
To every doctor, patient, his life owes.
Oh healer, God is the Physician, so great!
His help we need to change the patient’s state.
poem by John Celes
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Oldhood
Sit a while and hear
I have so much to tell
Loneliness is hard to bear
More so when age is pale.
Lend me your ears
My solitude is morose
It's now some years
Anyone came close.
My voice cracks when I speak
But I have so much to say
See me not as sick and weak
Lend a part of your day.
I have seen life for years
Some I want you to know
Listen a while as evening nears
Before I wind up and go.
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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The If's
If I have it I shall lend it to you.
If I had it I would lend it to you.
If I’d had it I’d have lent it to you.
If's gives us relief in our assurance.
03.112008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sonnet: The Patient Poor!
The smiles of gratitude on being healed,
That lights the face of patients very poor,
Gives satisfaction more than covers sealed
From patients wearing shoes high-heeled and fur!
The etiquette of villagers unread,
Surpasses that of urban men ‘degreed’,
Well-dressed in foreign cars, overly fed,
With haughty laughter, showing off their greed!
Oh, what a lovely heart, the poor man has!
His humble voice and stance can lure the Doc;
Diseases strike more poor bodies; Alas,
For them, the health-providers scarcely talk!
The coins of love that patients poor empty
Are worth more weight in gold than dollars free!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 6-1-2006
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My Support
You seem to know what I was thinking,
Before I let you in,
And yet with everything I told you,
You never turned your back.
Accepting me for all that I was,
Made me realize the person I was.
Even though times were rough,
You were always there to lend a hug,
I never thought i would make it through,
All of this hurt and pain i suffered through,
But you gave me the strength
I was lacking all along,
You always seen where I was coming from,
Before you offer your advice.
I wouldn't have gotten this far,
Without your support and love.
You were a great person to get to know.
You lend a hand when ever you could,
You were always there to talk,
There not much more I can say,
Only because words can't explain.
poem by Mona Martinez
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Hands
Hands are to grab and to make too.
Hands are to hold and to lend too.
Hands are to ward and to hug too.
Have mind to lend power to the hand.
11.10.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Night Piece, To Julia
Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee,
The shooting stars attend thee;
And the elves also,
Whose little eyes glow
Like the sparks of fire, befriend thee.
No Will-o'-th'-Wisp mis-light thee,
Nor snake or slow-worm bite thee;
But on, on thy way,
Not making a stay,
Since ghost there's none to affright thee.
Let not the dark thee cumber;
What though the moon does slumber?
The stars of the night
Will lend thee their light,
Like tapers clear without number.
Then Julia let me woo thee,
Thus, thus to come unto me;
And when I shall meet
Thy silv'ry feet,
My soul I'll pour into thee.
poem by Robert Herrick
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Sonnet: The Modern Man- a pity!
The modern man stays vexed despite his feats;
Dissatisfied in life, he staggers on;
Astounding is the range of things, he eats;
He always figures, he must be the don!
He rolls on limousines, before he walks;
A celebrity’s life, he acquires;
With artificiality, he well talks;
Prematurely in life, he then retires!
The heart of man is never happy yet;
He ne’er listens to conscience at all;
His soul afilled with sins is hell-ward set;
He fails to heed to God’s endearing call.
’Tis late to mend his ways or make amends;
His earthly life, without God’s mercy, ends!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-17-2007
poem by John Celes
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Lend Me Silence
Lend me silence
The noise is drowning me
Making my heart unheard
Making my spirit inaudible
Silence is peace
Silence is joy
Give me silence
Give me peace
Noise is polluting
I long to hear
My breath
And whisper
Lend me silence
Lend me peace
My soul is yearning
For solace
poem by Champs Ulysses Cabinatan
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Stone and Peacock
Lend me a stone
I'll lend you a peacock
What you see in the picture, In reality you'll not
When our reality be in those pictures? ?
Look into the face of the sun
Seven colors seems flying, like a peacock
I once asked the sun
Seven horses drawn, Chariot of your, where to heading? ?
'Into the battle', replied the sun
In the battle, don't grief of what you lost
Look deep into the faceof the sun
Those stones were shaping swords sharp and shiny
Sun did borrowed it from my great grand father
Today I'm out into the battle ground
Its time now, I need that sword back
Look very deep into the face of the sun
Those stones were shaping my Great Grandfather's swords sharp and shiny
You lend me that stone
And
I'll lend you a seven colored peacock………
poem by D'menz Veen
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