People Nowadays
At times, I feel the world of people all
Around me, who were quite dependable,
Behave almost like enemies of mine,
And I do not know what to do sometimes!
When people close to you and trustworthy,
Appear to do the things that hurt your heart,
The pain and anguish seems too much to bear,
And the experience is too frustrating!
Then, the rosy world thus far turns gloomy,
And living life seems not worthwhile at all;
I have to just put up with how things are,
As people change unpredictably fast!
Yet, they are not my foes but my dear friends,
Who helped me climb life’s ladder with much ease;
I cannot blame them for how they are now;
I can just pray to God to heal their hearts!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 04-11-11
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Oh, what do I do?
Oh,
What do I do
If people do
Not want to change
For their own good?
What do I do
If people want
To fight in vain
In angry mood?
What do I do
If people love
To do those things
They should not do?
What do I do
If people try
To slander and
Much gossip too?
What do I do
If people do
Not live in peace
With fellow-men?
What do I do
If people bear
Ill-will and grudge
Against brethren?
What do I do
If people strive
To live in vice,
And not advice?
What do I do
If people will
Not share excess
With country-men?
What do I do
If people like
To live in sin
And hate, within?
What do I do
If people don’t
Amend their lives
And turn soul-wise?
What do I do
If people waste
Their precious time
In ego prime?
The things men do
And women too,
Hurt minds and hearts,
Like arrows, darts!
The things they do
Can anger God,
To give His nod
For divine rod!
Oh, will not men
Give up their pride
Or their sins hide,
In God abide?
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-24-2007
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We Need to Change
How people fight and fume
Over everything around!
How adults scream and shout
For everything they find!
Even brothers bear ill-wills
And start a family-feud;
Even sisters covet each other
On many things in life!
And neighbors do not maintain peace
Across the wall and line-of-control;
And nations suspect the next
And are wary of all things one does;
The world is more intolerant
And peace is an elusive star!
Has science to blame and scientists
Who put God in the background?
Has lack of faith and trust,
the cause of all turmoil?
Has man turned immoral and materialistic,
Bringing upon him this curse?
Have sense of values eroded
And dignity of life ignored?
Money has made life better;
But money has brought in ills as well;
Money works both good and bad things
Our experience does tell!
Change of heart and mind of man
For better is what we need;
Love of humanity and downtrodden
Should be the guiding light.
Let leaders think of the living God,
And God choose good souls to lead!
Let’s pray to God most fervently
That blessings rain on earth!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-1-2009
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Sonnet: Growing in Wisdom
My anger lasts for fewer hours these days;
I know the world much better than before;
I too can show people a mask-like face!
In life, reverses hurt not anymore.
Anticipating worst, I carry on;
I see the people’s hearts and wily minds;
Their achievements appear just like pop-corn!
Life’s boulder-problems, powder-like God grinds.
The complex world appears so simple now;
God settles scores in ways, no man can think;
To Almighty’s demands, earthlings must bow;
The train of thoughts God-inspired, I ink.
The things I do must make the world better;
My soul shouldn’t lie in mortal-sin-fetter!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-3-2006
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Sonnet: Don’t You Worry
Some things may happen unexpectedly;
No need to fret or fume or feel depressed;
All things do happen for our good only;
Let’s hope that life makes feel less repressed.
We should not change in ways the world expects;
We must not change if principles are lost;
We can adjust to things if world respects;
For everything, there is a risk and cost!
Don’t you worry as God decides all things;
Just take the things as they come up to you;
None can predict the time and things, life brings;
Life brings problems and apt solutions too.
All things in life are transient, ev’n if long;
We have to do things right and not the wrong!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-26-2010
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When Will Things Change
the world is unworthy and things countine to be dirty when will things change. when the world is full of mess and people just countine to strees, when will things change. when the streets are some of our homes never knowing why were alone, when will the world change. people cry at night just to give up a fight, when will things change. when you need to cry and you need someone 'why' when will things change.
when the world is sour and people have way to much power, when will things change. crying about the past, the things that never last. when will things change. when the world around you is cold, and shared feelings never seem to bold when will things change. when the world comes at you fast and ever part of your stress continues to last. when will things change.
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Bereavement
When someone dear is dead and gone,
Through sudden death or accident,
A lot of misery gets born,
That seems to have no precedent!
When one commits a suicide,
The tragedy, none can accept;
When one has died by homicide,
Nothing can console, nor precept!
Bereavement brings on utter grief,
And takes some people by surprise;
For lucky few, the woe is brief;
Some can’t get over the demise!
Our earthly life brings separations
Unexpected, like bolts from blue;
Some may not bear the frustrations,
And fail to start a life anew!
God allows things to occur still;
Let’s blame Him not for our own faults;
God heals the heart and mind that’s ill;
Breath needn’t return by ‘smelling-salts’!
God knows the aches of every soul,
And cares with love, all beings more;
Sometimes, life’s soup turns sour in bowl;
A better one, God will then pour!
Man must take things as they come on;
Life has its times of joys and woes;
The stricken heart, new hope must don,
And that is how life on earth goes!
So, buck up man, woman and child;
Like changing seasons, things will change;
A balanced mind must not run wild;
Let devils not, your lives derange!
Things will turn better, soon or late;
Nothing is permanent or long;
Patience is needed till that date;
Sing a dirge or divine a song!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 06-10-10
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SONNET: Queries of Life
Why is that people fight o'er little things?
Why is that people act in silly ways?
Why is that people can't take what life brings?
Why is that people live idling most days?
Why is that people forget joys of life?
Why is that people commit sins galore?
Why is that people 'lose their cool' in strife?
Why is that people want and ask for more?
The greed for wealth afills men's hearts and minds;
The aim of life on earth is fast forgot;
The clock of life with labour much, man winds!
God is an endless line; man is a dot!
The search for truth and God is left unsought;
Hence, things go awry when God is forgot!
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Happy Friendship-Day,2009
Let friends in life be few but firm;
Let all those few be thick and great;
Let friendship good last for life-time,
And be a satisfying one!
Let friends be precious and worthwhile;
Let friendship grow and stay ev’r-green;
Let friends become true role-models,
And guide our life on earth nobly!
Let friends hold us spell-bound in life;
Let friends share joys and grief as well;
Let friendship’s sway make us better,
And give us moments to be proud!
Let friends be part of earthly lives;
Let friendship stay a boon, not bane;
Let friends be inseparable,
And be like angel guardians dear!
Let friendship fill the world with love,
And dispel gloom and solitude;
Let friends be more than siblings born,
And make our life on earth fruitful!
Let friendship glue a hearty bond;
Let friends bring godliness in life;
Let friendliness perfume the world,
And make our earthly lives worthwhile!
Let love turn foes to be like friends;
Let friends make earth a paradise;
Let friendliness rule hearts and minds,
And fix our gaze to God above!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-1-2009
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Whenever I Pray the Holy Rosary:
Whenev’r I pray the Holy Rosary:
My woes all vanish into air;
My foes disappear and don’t dare.
Whenev’r I pray the Holy Rosary:
Miracles happen more with ease;
God answers my prayers and pleas.
Whenev’r I pray the Holy Rosary:
My world becomes rosy again;
My life becomes a boon, not bane.
Whenev’r I pray the Holy Rosary:
God helps me well in life to cope;
God consoles me and gives new hope.
Whenev’r I pray the Holy Rosary:
My sinful habits vanish fast;
My soul gets filled with grace at last.
Whenev’r I pray the Holy Rosary:
My trials vanish, one by one;
My works God-bless’d are fully done.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-5-2008
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Sonnet: New Shepherds!
Alone, I live a life of solitude,
Although surrounded by many persons;
This world is one full of ingratitude,
Where people change their hearts for no reasons!
No soul I know on whom I can depend;
The few good people change in tune with times;
I struggle myself trying to defend;
The world has changed ahead of changing climes!
But I can see new Shepherds in limelight;
The Lord performs miracles through these souls;
Despite the looming darkness amidst light,
The Maker gives these men of God, new roles!
The Holy Spirit dwells and functions well,
In turning many souls, away from hell.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-27-2006
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Rotaract
The youth has power to do things well;
The youth has ideas quite swell;
The youth has energy to sell;
The youth has done so well, times tell.
Begin to think and do while young;
The world needs minds and hearts of gold;
Think of your unlucky neighbor;
Help him to live in a better way.
All good things needs to start from scratch;
All should not stay selfish on earth;
All must help shape the world around;
All must have selfless common ground!
All people aren't hale and hearty;
The world goes on by hierarchy;
Millions of brethren live in strife;
You must do charity in life!
The Rotaract affords this chance;
You can hard-work and sing and dance;
Don't look at downtrodden askance;
You must take up a better stance!
The world has umptine diseases;
Poverty afflicts myriad souls;
The problems people face are great;
Can you not make the world better?
The world at large in hunger lies;
Unsheltered masses sadly die;
Social evils afill the world;
Misery plagues people untold.
The youth must become good adults;
The environs must be better;
There's time for you and fellow-men;
Begin today and make the change!
Work for the common man's welfare;
Feel satisfied in life and act;
Think of the unfortunate ones;
Get God's reward for things you do!
‘Start a new Rotaract club and serve the needy souls! '
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-10-12
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Sonnet: Wisdom Misused
Oh, how some men can stoop to levels low,
Despite old-age and wisdom that God gave!
Their selfish hearts want money all the more!
They say one thing and do differently, rave!
They throw their principles good to the air;
They nod their heads to orders without shame;
They try to do most things in ways unfair;
They try to harass righteous souls and blame.
Their greedy hearts and minds have made them thus;
How sad to see such men behave this way!
They could receive God’s rod and Maker’s curse!
That they must see their blunders, God, I pray.
But this is how most men behave these days!
With hearts like stone, they wear a mask for face!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-28-2006
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Sonnet- The World Today(6)
Are people sure of what they tend to do?
And why they do and how they do all things?
Their moral values are fast ebbing too,
They don’t care what evil effects it brings.
What risky feats yet worthless, they perform!
What stupid games for lucre’s sake, they play!
Ignoring risks to body, mind, life’s harm;
They do those things which give them better pay.
The multitude is equally to blame;
This world rewards and lauds such worthless men;
The average things they do are things of shame;
For money-making men, the world’s haven.
And people play on people’s passions much,
For that’s the money spinning magic touch.
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What's In It For Me?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE HAVE TIME FOR TWITTER AND FACEBOOK, BUT NONE FOR THEMSELVES OR OTHERS,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE HAVE A HUNDRED 'FRIENDS' ON FACEBOOK,
BUT NOT EVEN TEN IN REAL LIFE
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE EMOTE WITH EMOTICONS BUT NOT WITH THEIR FACES,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE PREFER TO WRITE 'LOL' RATHER THAN ACTUALLY LAUGHING OUT LOUD,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE LOVE THEIR COMPUTER MORE THAN THEIR FRIENDS,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE LIVE THEIR LIVES MORE ONLINE THAN OFF IT,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE CAN SPOT THE ERROR IN SOMEONE'S TYPING BUT CANNOT SPOT A TEAR IN A FRIEND'S EYE,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE CAN GROW ANY CROP ONLINE BUT CANNOT EVEN PICK UP A SPADE IN REAL LIFE,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE RELISH THE FOOD AT MCDONALDS AND DOMINOS, BUT CRIB OVER HOME COOKED FOOD,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE ARE READY TO KILL FOR A FEW SHREDS OF PAPER,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE KILL IN THE NAME OF RELIGION,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE A MAN IS READY TO KILL HIS BROTHER OVER PROPERTY AND MONEY,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE THE VALUE OF MONEY IS MORE THAN THE VALUE OF LIFE,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE LIVING A LIFE IS TOUGHER THAN KILLING A LIFE,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE IT'S EASIER TO EARN MONEY BY CHEATING THAN BY WORKING HONESTLY,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE THE VALUE OF A GIFT IS THROUGH ITS PRICE AND NOT ITS EMOTIONS,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE THE MEASURE OF A MAN IS THROUGH HIS CAR AND HOUSE RATHER THAN HIS CHARACTER,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE LOVE THEIR POSSESSIONS MORE THAN THEIR FRIENDS AND PARENTS,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE THINGS ARE LOVED AND PEOPLE ARE USED,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE DO ANYTHING FOR A BETTER PAY BUT NOTHING FOR A BETTER CONSCIENCE,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD IS BAD AND I KNOW THAT BUT SILL IF I WIN THIS WORLD,
WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
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Sonnet: In Despair’s Edge
How long, dear God, do I great troubles meet?
My lamentation seems to go a waste;
A thing I do turns Herculean a feat;
As precious time is lost, I am in haste.
Life’s vagaries are too cruel to me;
An easy task looks up-hill climb at times;
Dear God, you must remove my malady;
How long can I further my art in Rhymes?
So, have I reached my tolerance’s peak?
I feel my strength and will are failing too;
My heart and mind appear now rather weak;
‘Oh, come and help me win the war, ’ please do.
Will spring not come to ease Life’s winter long?
Won’t my refrain become a happy song?
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-12-2005
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Dear teacher, you are …
Dear teacher, you are …
the guiding light of knowledge in life
that dispels darkness of ignorance
the second parent who cares for me
in every want and makes me feel fitter
the star of hope and succor
that goads me do things always better
the visible demi-god who loves
to see me climb life's ladder's rungs with success
the role-model of virtues
and of etiquette
the example of a good human being
par excellence
the edifice of greatness
that turns monumental with time
the connoisseur of my thoughts,
dreams and desires
the friend most trustworthy
beloved and respectable
the trainer who ‘canes' me
with counsel of wordy discourse
the fountain of knowledge
that appeases my thirsty mind and heart
the spark of curiosity
that enflames my soul in search of truth
the best person next to my parents,
I have or ever had!
the unknown truth behind
my every success in life.
So, ‘Happy teachers' Day! '
I wish you from my heart.
May you live long, healthy, wealthy
Until you finally depart!
Most respectfully and lovingly dedicated to
All my dear teachers from school to college,
Who make me a better individual all the time!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 05-09-2012
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Why do people behave in the ways, they do? (A prose poem)
I cannot understand
why most people behave
in the ways they do at present?
I certainly cannot accept
their logic, reasons, excuses
for doing so, all the time!
But I know that all can
well, certainly behave better,
and still derive pleasure
in life on earth, nevertheless:
Yet, keeping God’s tenets
flawlessly, at the same time.
For,
Words, both good and bad
come out of the same heart
of man by similar efforts;
Deeds, both good and evil
need the same energy and plan
for their execution.
So,
Why can’t people speak and do
the better things in life,
in better ways,
as per their conscience,
even if they cannot
believe in God
or in a superior power
that made us all?
The result is that
one can live naturally,
by free will and yet,
serve the unknown
Lord of the mighty universe,
whether you accept
the truth or not.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 03-11-11
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I Hate
I hate my life,
There were many times I wish I could die.
I at times really feel like dying,
But I only end up crying.
I hate my life,
And every thing (almost everything) in it.
Sometimes I just want to end it.
To forget all my miseries and sorrows,
Don't even bother about seeing another tomorrow.
At times I want to cut myself,
It's hard to do but it's like that's only thing that would help.
I know I am talking out of vexation.
I don't care.
I want to hurt the people who hurt me so bad,
Make them cry and feel real sad.
I feel so fed up,
People from outside would say 'Shut Up! ! '
You don't know what you talking about.
But I am not them,
And they are not me.
So please let me be.
At times I wonder what's my purpose,
Is for me to stay on this earth,
And basically just hurt,
Wait till it gets more worse.
So many things I hate.
Living up to so many expectations,
Wondering if I'll ever meet them.
Things people say to me it come off as me being dumb.
Not like that is what I think of myself.
There are times when I genuinely smile,
A blow from reality tells me things ain't right.
Maybe just maybe things might go my way,
And I'll actually see a brighter day.
Most times I feel so alone,
Constantly reminded I've got problems in my own home.
I feel so tired I just want to rest my head,
Days like these make me feel I'm better off dead! !
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Ground Zero- Twin Towers, USA, Tenth Anniversary 9/11/2011
Like a phoenix from the ash:
Twin towers from rubble
Should rise back to glory,
Despite attacks gory!
The pride of a nation great
Was hurt from depths of heart;
The shock still lingers on
As dear lives had been lost.
Tenth Anniversary
Brings memories of past;
A world united stands
To fight Terrorism.
Yet, hatred isn’t the key
To problems that we see;
Love is the missing link
Forgot by those who ink.
Bury the hurt of heart;
Don’t hurt back on your part;
Rethink on what went wrong;
Despair is in life’s song!
Let nations be alert;
Terror acts don’t seem brave;
Yet, men for love just crave;
Sow seeds of love, don’t hate!
No man is bad by heart;
The world turns some, insane;
Violence is always bane;
Let love of life remain!
Let new Twin Towers rise,
Showing newer resolve!
A sign of love and peace
As wounds of hearts all heal!
‘In memory of all the dear lives lost
And those who lost their own
to save their dear ones’ lives! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 9-11-’11
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Teacher’s Day,2011 in India
Remember all your teachers who taught you
in school and college, right from childhood days;
Revere your teachers in all things you do;
Pray God should keep them happy most, always!
They put their heart and soul to train us up;
They helped us drink ken with ease from life’s cup!
Remind yourself the toil that teachers gave;
If not for them, would we now well behave?
Recapitulate good things that teachers did;
Recollect moments ashamed, when you hid;
Realize the role each one of them well played;
Recognize their mettle, prowess, love, aid!
Recount their help they offered you in need;
Reflect on advice good, they tried to seed;
Refill your heart and mind with joy, O man!
Repay their kindness to them if you can.
What noble sacrifices teachers made!
Efforts to train us, students, will not fade;
Despite their hard-work, life gave them raw deal;
Our teachers made us wholesome and thus feel!
Dedicated to all my beloved teachers
who made me what I am, today!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-09-’11
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