Sonnet- The World Today(7)
In world beset with problems numerous,
We tend to live an ignominious life;
And everywhere, things look so glamorous,
The downtrodden are put to immense strife.
The family-size has dropped to below three;
And many people tend to being gay;
Life’s sense of values is all gone surely;
And people tend to live thus anyway.
No one is sure to be alive next day;
Most people madly go after money;
‘We are the gods and goddesses’, some say;
All things look crazy in our society.
To where the world is heading at this rate?
God only can are suff’ring’s mitigate.
poem by John Celes
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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.
poem by John Celes
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A Life Without Money!
Could it be possible to live without money?
Why can’t man live without money in the world?
Long back I saw an African movie about this;
It is called “Gods Must Be Crazy! ”
One can get the idea to live without money!
Even today people are living life in farm houses
Far away from the civilised world of materialism
Without needing money for any purpose there!
In the forest and farm houses far away from towns
Life of the people needs no money at all it seems!
We can live without money but not without hunger!
Nature has given hunger and also all things to survive;
It is man’s own creation to live as slaves of comforts
In the world where nothing is permanent in time bound life!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Sonnet: Let Sufferings Come, So What!
My suff’rings isn’t big compared to others;
Each one’s sufferings appear too much to him!
How suffered my freedom-fighter brothers!
We tend to think that each one’s life is grim.
How pioneers suffer in walks of life!
How prisoners suffer in lone cellars!
How leaders strive to ward off unique strife!
How people suffer when come down pillars!
Suffered have many, much more than any;
How suffered Christ for man’s sins on the cross!
Sufferings in life will visit so many;
A man who suffers is now his own boss!
Sufferings are nothing when God is beside;
In suff’ring souls on earth, God will reside.
poem by John Celes
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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?
poem by Deepak Hariharan
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If You Have Money Problems
If you have money problems your problems are not small
And that money speaks all languages that goes for one and all
But that money cannot buy happiness that seems so very true
And to the battlers who keep keeping on great credit must be due,
There are so many paupers for every millionaire
And for millions of people life must seem so unfair
It truly is a rat race in the bigger World out there
And people with compassion have never been so rare,
The poor keep getting poorer whilst the wealthy more wealthy grow
And like tis said how one half live the other half would not know
And an egalatarian World from us seems far away
And even in so called wealthy Nations poverty is rife today
And if you have money problems and are in financial strife
then you are made to struggle with the cross you bear in life.
poem by Francis Duggan
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As One Very Powerful Deity
Gods created the universe,
That's what numerous bibles state,
All life the creators did disperse,
Then they left us to our fate.
The miracle is the diversity of life,
Just how do we all survive?
Is it these Gods who give us strife?
Or do they help us to stay alive?
What came first the chicken or the egg?
I guess only the Gods can tell,
It truly is a question to beg,
It's like, is there a Heaven and Hell.
They must all be really clever,
As it was completed in six full days,
Work on the seventh, never,
That's their day to laze.
Could that mean that Gods needs rest?
Surely that can't be true,
I would imagine they'd all be full of zest,
Or I'd imagine chaos would ensue.
An endless cosmos forever evolving,
Keeping it safe is a major task,
Constant problems which do need resolving,
For our Gods help we all tend to ask.
They must be busy all year round,
Well apart from their day of leisure,
Wherever there's trouble to be found,
We all pray to our national treasure.
Humans believe in multiple Gods,
Yet religion can be so unforgiving,
That is why we are all at odds,
Dying is the reason we are living.
Before we pass we live in hope,
That to Gods Heaven we will ascend,
If we don't, how would we cope,
As past mistakes we cannot amend.
Who made them and who made their maker?
Or are they all just one big illusion,
If they are that would be an Earth shaker,
All that would do is create more confusion.
Myself, well I've been thinking hard,
If these beings are so high and mighty,
The creator of the Gods I would have to regard,
‘' As One Very Powerful Deity ‘'
You Only Live Once
You only live once.
Like a lasting flower.
Live life to the fullest by every hour.
Live it like no tomorrow.
From the mornings ending with one of your best nights.
Live your dreams and fly by taking flights.
Imagine and draw out creativity.
Of the skill that you chase for your goal as your ability.
Life is so pure with beauty as you travel to a journey.
The money, the family, and being happy is reality.
Live your life and make it a true story.
Be a leader not a follower.
Be a good father and mother.
In this world people die and in this world some people lie.
And in this world people cry.
Babies that are born in this world.
Are born to be something not nothing.
Women with independence I salute.
We are young like a sweet fruit.
Its sweeter but gets bitter.
And we live our life as we young but we get older.
Life moves fast but we mature slower.
Dont't let your life go to waste.
Because you only live once and living a better life is the case.
poem by Anteaus Berryhill
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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
poem by John Celes
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Water Of Life
Meaning of Water Of Life:
We all tend to forget what it means to have water in life and that what life is all about. Water that we use today for every works of life but yet still how many people appreciate Water. Drinking Water pro-long the human life spern but some of us tend to neglect it.
Whatever you do in life you need water,
Attaining to the water of life you have to show
That and prove that you need that water.
Edurance is important as you go along in becoming a
Righteous one.
Often times we strive but at the same time
Forget about the teachings and guidiance of our maker.
Lifting Him up is all he ask from humans but we ignore that, why
Insufficient instructions that the leaders of the world (Christian) mostly
Forgetfully intend for others not to know about.
Enforcement on his side will make us believe.
By DJones.
poem by Dalton Jones
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Clean Up Your Own Backyard
(words & music by b. strange - s. davis)
Back porch preacher preaching at me
Acting like he wrote the golden rules
Shaking his fist and speeching at me
Shouting from his soap box like a fool
Come sunday morning hes lying in bed
With his eye all red, with the wine in his head
Wishing he was dead when he oughta be
Heading for sunday school
Clean up your own backyard
Oh dont you hand me none of your lines
Clean up your own backyard
You tend to your business, Ill tend to mine
Drugstore cowboy criticizing
Acting like hes better than you and me
Standing on the sidewalk supervising
Telling everybody how they ought to be
Come closing time most every night
He locks up tight and out go the lights
And he ducks out of sight and he cheats on his wife
With his employee
Clean up your own backyard
Oh dont you hand me none of your lines
Clean up your own backyard
You tend to your business, Ill tend to mine
Armchair quarterbacks always moanin
Second guessing people all day long
Pushing, fooling and hanging on in
Always messing where they dont belong
When you get right down to the nitty-gritty
Isnt it a pity that in this big city
Not a one alittle bitty manll admit
He could have been a little bit wrong
Clean up your own backyard
Oh dont you hand me, dont you hand me none of your lines
Clean up your own backyard
You tend to your business, Ill tend to mine
Clean up your own backyard
You tend to your business, Ill tend to mine
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Live Life Right (song)
These days just keep goin' by
It seems like I'm loosein' my life
The whole world is flyin' by me as i stand still
I start walkin' slowly as it passes before my eyes
Am i loosing my life
Or am i the only one takein' my time
Everyone seems to be in a hurry
Why can't we all slow down and take a break
Set aside all our problems in life
Just raise up your glasses and live your life right
Why are young people in such a hurry to grow old
While the old people wish they were young once again
Why do we wish for things that will never come true
And chase silly dreams the you know aren't for you
All these silly dreams and wishes are just a waste of time
Why spend your life chasing the horizon when you could be haveing fun
Everyone seems to be in a hurry
Why can't we all slow down and look around
Just set aside all our problems in life
Raise up our glasses and live life right
Life is to short to go chasing dreams you'll never catch
So just slow down and take your time
And try to do your best
Cause you only get one chance to live your life
So you better live it like the life u want to live
And don't let anyone tell you other wise
Cause if you let other people control your life
then you'll live your life always asking why
poem by Angelica Boyce
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We Need More Love And Understanding Of Others
We need more love and understanding of others in the World we live in today
Materialism and greed for money is the cause of spiritual decay
The gap between the haves and the have nots keeps widening and too many live in poverty
How can you feel love if you are hungry and homeless love doesn't bloom amongst penury
There are millions of angry people in the bigger World out there
And who can blame them for feeling unloved and of hope living in despair
They become poorer whilst a minority grow wealthier life on them is not very fair
Without food the body does not survive one cannot live entirely on air
The wealthy keep on getting wealthier money makes more money as some do say
The greed of some gives rise to poverty for others it does seem for to be this way
Some waste food the bounty of Nature whilst many don't have food to eat
The great gifts of love and understanding of others are strangers to poverty street
And the wealthy as ever growing wealthier in their case it is much wants more
In a World where millions are growing poorer the people we tend to ignore.
poem by Francis Duggan
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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!
poem by John Celes
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Money Man
money man
they do not believe that this life ever ends they think as long as they get paid life then begins they dress natty and carry lots of expensive things everything is money the threads the car the wallet and the cards its what they live for the last day of this month or the first day of the next one it all starts over again how many did they kill to get ahead how many people in the grave so they can drive so they will never run out of petrol for the car how much goes on behind the street the people that they fleece to get the money that they need to get ahead how many must be dead bye the hands of the well dressed man he is the tiptop of society well within his rights to live for money is the way of all the best dressed men but when this life is over he will pay the devil all his dues my friend and then and only then will his life reflect his time over his money on fire and gone nothing to eat nothing to drink but smoke he was the money man
poem by Charles Hice
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My World
Your stuck on a chain
And your toeing a lie
Seems like everytime that you catch up
You only fall behind
And your trapped inside this world you made yourself
but that's not the world I live in
this is not the life for me
cause my world is bigger than your problems
and it's bigger than me
that's not the world I live in
this is not the life for me
cause my world is bigger than your problems
and it's bigger than me
There is always someone to blame
for the things you do yourself
you think that everything that's going wrong
is because of someone else
And your trapped inside this world you made yourself
that's not the world I live in
this is not the life for me
cause my world is bigger than your problems
and it's bigger than me
it's not the world I live in
this is not the life for me
cause my world is bigger than your problems
and it's bigger than me [2x]
cause i'm lonely outside and i'll look on in
And that's not the world I live in
this is not the life for me
cause my world is bigger than your problems
and it's bigger than me
it's not the world I live in
this is not the life for me
cause my world is bigger than your problems
and it's bigger than me
cause my world is bigger than your problems
and it's bigger than me...
song performed by by 3 Doors Down
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Be with minimum anxiety
If you tend to achieve much in less time,
If you tend to expect high from low,
And if you tend to reach through short cut,
You buy your anxiety against your health.
04.03.2001, Palasa
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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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
poem by John Celes
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Just A Thought... Something To Share
The pillar of time will test us
humans as we grow older and wiser
with each passing year
we see the good the bad
the strange the weird
the sad the glad
what ever else life has to share
but through it all
through all the pain
the growth the wars
the disasters
that plague this earth
we stand tall and proud
Often we tend to forget
were we come from and who we are
we feel lost alone like nobody cares
but in reality, we just have to
reach out a hand to be loved
to be cared, to be protected,
we tend to think our family’s do not care
but in reality they do they just
don’t know how to show you
how they feel what they need
Humanity is strange as we
often ponder on life’s ifs and buts
sometimes we do things that we regret
thinking at the time it was right
you see the mistakes one dose in their lives
we shake our heads thinking if only I knew
what I now know back then as a teenager
this may be a poem or just a thought
but it was something that needed to be said
something I wanted to share
Who knows if this will help others
to understand the meaning of life
who knows what it really means
to live a full life, to know
and shares ones dreams or
just to accept ones owns fallacy’s
as a human being
live the day, live the moment
and you will be free to be who you want to be.
poem by Kaila George
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Life's Not Always Fair
Life is the thing that all people have the right to,
But not all people have it the way they want it.
People take life for granted,
There's suicide, and homicide, People killing other people.
One thing I have learned is...
Life's not always fair, So deal with it.
Some people live and some people die,
Death is not always the answer.
The angels come down,
They take you away,
To what you think is the better place to be,
But you miss them...Family, friends, and being THERE!
You never realize what you have until it's gone,
Once it's gone then you realize what has really happened.
You cry and cry, You want to DIE!
People need to realize that, Life's not always fair
Don't die! Live life to the fullest!
And you will see, It can only get better.
No matter how bad things look,
Just realize one thing...LIFE'S NOT ALWAYS FAIR!
poem by Kristina White
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Sonnet-The Time for Poem-writing
In the late hours, following each mid-night;
In the wee hours, before each early Dawn;
After my talk with God and Devils' fight,
Most of my inspired poems are born.
For, that’s the time, the world in slumber lies;
The daily din of people hasn't begun;
My inward eye and heart, tend to be wise;
I think of problems grave, under the Sun.
Why things have gone-awry? '-to find, I try;
To God, can I my duties well discharge?
With God, -I argue, plead converse and cry;
My heart is anguished by the world at large.
God shows me many things that most don't see;
I love to walk 'hind Him to Calvary.
poem by John Celes
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