Sonnet: An Invocation to God
God, free the bird that’s caught within brambles,
And save the lamb from wolf dressed in sheep-skin;
Rescue the man who takes drugs, kills, gambles;
Set free the souls that live in mortal sin.
God, save the sheep that strayed onto the ledge;
Bring back the prodigal son early home;
Allow the sick to touch your raiment’s edge,
And make the faithful walk upon the foam.
God, let the gospel reach new eyes, ears, hearts;
God, let the deserts bloom verdure again;
God, heal bad minds and diseased body-parts;
God, bring in time, the breeze, the sun and rain.
God, comfort hearts that human hands have ditched;
Deliver souls that satan has bewitched.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-21-2005
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Sonnet: God TV’s Tenth Birthday
A charismatic couple rings in souls;
Their aim to bring Jesus to homes turns true;
They deliver the Bible through ‘Sky-holes’!
A billion souls, Holy Spirit will woo.
Their dream divine is almost realized;
A global seed was sowed for Christ’s message;
Most human beings now look devilized;
God TV is a golden history page!
The Holy Scripture touches hearts anew;
The Word of God will do great miracles;
Minds, bodies, souls will heal in divine view;
Freed will be souls from devils’ tentacles.
This is God TV’s real, short story;
Glory to God and Wendy and Rory.
Copyright by Dr John Celes (India) 10-1-2005
Dedicated to the divine couple and family
On the 10th anniversary of ‘God TV’
At Jerusalem.
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Sonnet: The Good Shepherd Protects All His Sheep
From everything unholy satan does,
The Master of the creation, God will
Find out the ways to protect His righteous
From all effects that are adverse and ill!
For, God is our Care-taker, Good Shepherd,
And won't allow the wolf to steal his sheep,
Who listen to His call and every word,
And protect them from falling down the deep.
The sheep will know the wolf in lamb-skin fast,
And run for cover to the shepherd near,
Who with his wisdom of the present, past,
Instills self-confidence, removes all fear!
The Good Shepherd knows every sheep by name,
And knows the wolf's designs and every game!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 23-07-12
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Sonnet: Beware of Porn!
The unnatural ways, some use body parts
Appears they’re but part of fiendish arts
Of people’s minds which are fully obsessed,
And souls and bodies by devils possessed.
They seem like satan’s followers on earth
Practicing demoniac rites since their birth;
Desecrating the beauty of all things,
Profaning everything good that life brings.
With minds gone awry beyond all limits,
Reveling in internet global hits,
Corrupting minds and hearts to sins galore,
Making each person turn into a whore!
God save all souls from devils on rampage,
And vices, sins of web-based modern age!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-1-2009
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The Shepherd
The shepherd goads his sheep by staff,
And leads them on to pastures green,
Instructing them to watch for wolves
That come in sheep-skin, in their midst!
The shepherd knows each sheep by name,
And calls them sweetly when they stray,
Or when they near the ledge atop
A valley deep or hill-side steep!
The sheep too know their shepherd's call,
And graze on meadows, keeping near;
They know he is their protector,
And will save them at any cost!
How safe it is when shepherd's near!
No sheep can ever lose its way;
The shepherd takes care of the flock,
But cannot bear to see one, lost!
Dedicated to Rev. Fr. Xavier Claudius, Parish Priest,
Holy Family Church, Perundurai, by his beloved parishioners
Copyright by Dr John Celes 31-05-2012
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Sonnet: Satanic Souls!
A myriad human souls are seen misled
By evil forces, keeping them in dark,
With conscience dysfunctional or dead,
And satanic influences and mark!
A few strange souls seem working night and day,
And try to dispel darkness of all sorts;
They’re guided by the Maker’s will and way,
And serve to save some hell-bound souls and hearts!
The modern world is turning chaotic;
Yet, goodness will prevail o’er bad on earth,
Though Satan tries to be acrobatic,
And righteous human beings are a dearth.
The Master of the universe is God;
All sinfulness will get His final rod!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-1-2007
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Save Our Souls
Black angels laughing in the city streets
Street toys scream in pain and clench their teeth
The moonlight spotlights all the city crime
Got no religion,
Laugh while they fight
Save our souls for the heavens
For a life so good it sure feels bad
Save our souls for the heavens
Save our souls for the promised land
Sweet tarts play the game and shoot to thrill
Runnin free through the trash, dressed to kill
The midnight show-stoppers, its a funny money game
A hundred thousand bleeding hearts, put us in our graves
Save our souls for the heavens
For a life so good it sure feels bad
Save our souls for the heavens
Save our souls for the promised land
Its been the hard road, edge of an overdose
No matter how high youre still too low
Ive been the dancer, the wicked romancer
Its a never-ending nightmare, edge of disaster
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SONNET: A Bard’s new venture
God, let me knock the doors that remain locked!
Open their windows and let sunshine in;
Soothen the souls that are quake and shell-shocked;
Empty the misdeeds, vices off soul’s bin.
God, let me make them see Light that is true;
And let me show them way that is aright;
Help them to turn their hearts and minds anew;
Let me help them their temptations to fight.
God, let me show the greatness of thine love;
That earthly things and human ways shall pass;
That human passions are things just for now;
That men are not like sheep who ingest grass!
God, let me bring more souls to heaven, then;
By freeing those struggling from devil’s curse!
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Beware of Satan, the Deceiver of the World
Satan deceives the world for long
As Gospel's truth aren't known to all;
He uses Christian rituals, rites,
Doctrines and laws to delude souls!
The evil spirit Satan thus
Enters the souls afilled with sin,
Pretending as Holy Spirit,
Duping even Christians with faith.
Satan can quote the scriptures well;
He uses name of Lord and God;
The Tempter is a ‘born' Liar;
And steals souls en way to heaven.
Receive the Holy Spirit then,
By knowing Gospel entirely;
And let Him dwell within always,
Enlightening your soul with grace.
False preachers in this world abound,
Who try to interpret the Word,
By creating ‘mass hypnosis',
And making people to convulse.
Loud hymns and intonations work
Illusions, magic, transient ‘cures',
Taking the minds and hearts to heights,
As if God has anointed one.
The Bible is the Word of God;
A heart with sin can't work like Christ;
Only a soul that's cleansed off sin
Can do the things, Jesus akin.
The Holy Spirit cannot dwell
In persons who have little faith,
In sacred words that Bible tells,
And live their lives as per God's Word.
A sustained life of prayer's first,
To follow foot-steps of Lord Christ;
A soul that's kept sin-free always
Can make the Holy Spirit stay.
The Holy Spirit dwells in those
Who have repented for their sins,
Renouncing Satan's pomps and works,
And never follow his vile ways!
No human act or endeavour
Can do miracles on one's own
But grace of God, prayer-obtained,
Alone can heal afflicted men.
For grace of God, strong faith is prime;
Fasting, prayers make life sublime;
Good deeds and charity are next;
All stem from love of Jesus Christ!
God sees the minds and hearts of men;
If body must be God's abode,
It should be freed of every sin,
And stay that way until one's death.
Beware of false teachers, prophets,
Who claim to see Jesus, Angels!
For, God was never seen by man,
From ever since the world began!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-09-2012
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All Soul’s Day
God, many are the souls that left the earth;
Lord, many were in sin while departing;
The cleansing of souls takes in Purgatory;
Have mercy God and take them to heaven!
Man is not perfect anytime since birth;
Sinfulness fills his heart and mind till death;
Always a prey to Satan’s ploys, he stays;
The purity of soul is something rare.
Show mercy on our brethren God, we pray;
They lived a life of struggles upon earth;
Let Requiem masses celebrated bring
Release of more souls earlier than due dates!
Let Light eternal shine upon those souls
Whose threads of life were severed by rude death;
Let hymns of pleas on behalf of faithful
Open the gate of heaven to them soon!
Let world remember ‘All Souls Day’ and pray
For deliverance of the faithful dead;
Let acts of alms-giving and good deeds too
Kindle the heart of God to set them free!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 11-2-2009
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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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Corpus Christi
This world needs Christ more than before,
As sins and crimes abound galore;
World’s darkness threatens truth and light,
As sun (Son) looks tarnished, lesser bright!
More clouds of torment fill the sky,
As human babies in wombs die;
More sheep stay scattered, shepherdless,
With scarce meadows and water less.
The Word of God will reach all souls,
As God sends shepherds with new roles;
All Christians ought to sacrifice,
And pray to God to make them wise.
The Omnipotent God will win,
And save mankind from every sin;
So, Christ had died upon the Cross,
And paid the price for sinners’ loss.
The world looks like an empty dream,
As Godless people much more scream;
All basic tenets, morals, codes,
Have reached the treacherous cross-roads!
Just God alone can save the earth,
Destroyed by human faults from birth;
All righteous souls must keep their heads,
As man with another man weds!
Satanic men desecrate Christ’s
Body and blood is spilled unkissed;
Blasphemies rant the air with pride,
As world will not in God abide.
Oh, what a world of Godlessness,
As man loves sin and more darkness!
Though Nature hits him cruelly,
The love of God remains truly.
The answer to all worldly woes
Is Corpus Christi – wisdom shows;
Let Christians live by Word of God,
And take away the curse and rod.
O God on High, shower your grace
Improving man’s deceitful face;
Let faith afill all hearts and minds,
As man in Godliness, peace finds!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 30-05-2010
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Satan
Can Wolves shepherd a flock of lambs and sheep?
Can Lions guard the deer in forest pens?
Can Cats stay quiet, watching mice at play?
Can blind men lead the ones with good vision?
Some things are impossible in our life;
The innate characters of all can’t change;
Some exceptions are seen sometimes, some day;
Can Satan lead the souls to Heaven’s gates?
The fallen angels’ leader is Satan;
He is the Liar, Tempter of mankind;
He wants more souls to reach the Fire of Hell;
Relentlessly, he works to mislead souls.
But Satan knows he battles God, Most High;
His war is futile and destined to flop;
The Master of the Universe is God;
He will not forsake nor abandon man.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-9-2008
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Sonnet: Good Shepherd’s Love
One sheep amongst the hundred, if gets lost,
The Good Shepherd begins to search for it,
Returning when ’tis found at any cost –
Lamb gets His shoulders upon which to sit!
God seeks and saves the lamb that’s gone astray!
He will not rest until lost one is found;
He leaves the ninety-nine behind that day;
He leads them on to newer grazing-ground.
What love, the Shepherd’s heart bears for His sheep!
He tends to every lamb with equal care;
Yet, some decide to take the plunge down steep,
And meet their death, despite His warnings bare.
The Good Shepherd will not forsake one sheep!
No wolves in sheep-skin dare to come or creep.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-7-2008
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Sonnet: The Liberation Of The Soul
Like Dove, a bird free, I’ as born into this world;
Now a victim of Satan’s temptations;
Denied of grace, my soul’s institution’s
Caged without food or drink, remaining sold!
Knowing ’tis a fox, a hen I fell prey!
In tornado’s eye, I ’m hopelessly caught;
In an abyss of sins, my eyes see not;
Nor can I see in the light of the day.
Hear me my Good Shepherd, I’m thine lost sheep;
Caught ’midst thistles, anguished, bleeding I lie!
In remorse, ready to atone or die;
Thy prodigal son has returned to weep!
I’ve renounced Satan anew, oh my Lord;
Deny not my soul, Thy sacred flesh/blood!
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Catholic Priesthood and ‘Year of the Priests’
‘The sheep are calling;
The flocks are swelling;
Good shepherds are a dearth,
Upon the mighty earth! ’
All sheep need good shepherds;
Sans shepherds good, they are mere herds,
That cannot find the pastures green,
With grass that’s fit on global scene.
Good shepherds know each sheep by name;
They do not work for pay or fame;
They know the wolf’s, many a game;
Their staff protects the sheep that’s lame!
Priests are the good shepherds of God;
They woo the souls away from rod;
They serve by being celibate,
And show humanity, God’s Gate.
They say the Holy Mass each day;
They preach and fast, fervently pray;
They drive the devils out, away,
Suffer for Jesus, come what may!
They change bread to body of Christ;
They change the wine to blood of Christ;
They forgive sins like Jesus Lord;
They tell the world the Divine Word.
Priesthood is one of sacraments;
Priests know the Old, New Testaments;
Their work is worth more than all gold;
They bring more souls unto God’s fold!
This is the ‘Year of Catholic priest’.
Lord Jesus waits with His great Feast;
Happy are souls, even the least;
God saves all sinners from the Beast.
Priests take vows for a divine role –
To lead souls to God’s Abode – goal.
Those worldly ones are merely fools!
God chooses priests to be pure souls.
‘Priesthood is passion great for Christ –
The profession that’s one highest;
The goal of men who are wisest –
Who live for Jesus’ sake, diest.’
Dedicated to all Catholic Priests world-over,
On behalf of ‘Holy Family Church Parish, Perundurai, TN, India.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 28-6-2009
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O Sacred Heart of Jesus!
O sacred heart of Jesus Christ!
Afilled with sorrow from our sins,
Thy precious blood bleeding from it
With anguish, from our blunders made.
Love radiating endlessly;
Heart yearning to forgive our sins;
What sufferings you underwent
To pay the price to set souls free!
What kindness filled eyes gaze on us!
Thy piercing looks can touch all hearts,
Converting souls in mortal sins,
Into remorse and repentance.
With halo round Thy divine head,
And lips that silently console
All minds in chaos and travail,
Bestowing peace and joy unique.
Thy countenance, calm and serene;
And Hand that blesses those who plead
For favors and eternity
In Heaven- hear our prayers Lord!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 11-24-2007
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This Is Your Day
More precious souls are lost each day;
Souls happen to get saved some way;
Nevertheless, we can’t delay;
Let’s show the world that Christ’s the Way!
Good souls are going too, astray;
Let’s hold the demons all at bay;
Let Gospel word reach ears who say:
‘This Lent, let me amend my way! ’
‘Reconcile with God’ – This is the day!
The world cannot become all gay;
’Tis worth the struggle, come what may;
God’s love, all Christians should repay.
‘This is the day: let each one pray;
Let’s preach the Word: clergy and lay.’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 13-3-2010
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Sonnet: To Heaven
God clears the road for righteous souls to walk,
Removing dangers lurking all along;
He engages with them in loving talk;
And hears their cries and listens to their song.
Leveling paths, without their ups and downs,
God leads them on with ease on lanes so neat;
He guides them through strange lands and alien towns,
Protecting them from extreme cold and heat.
Behold, our Shepherd walks ahead with staff;
His sheep can follow without being lost;
No wolves in sheep-skin or hyenas laugh;
Heaven is only nigh with Holy Ghost!
The Road to Heaven’s narrow but quite straight;
To welcome righteous souls, Angels await.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-26-2006
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Ace Of Hearts
Could this be true
Could this be me
The one who kept himself so high and free
Caught up in the highest game of all
And all my defences tumble and fall
Only the ace of hearts can save now
I wake in early hours and call your name
Its your face I see pressed up against my window pane
And suddenly I realise
As the tears start to fall like rain from the sky
Only the ace of hearts can save me now
Said only the ace of hearts can save me now
Ace of hearts tell me whats this game were playing
Ace of hearts its all down to you
Im lost, lost like a child in a strange dream
Open your doors and pull me
Pull me trough
And Im flying like the wind in the dead of night
Flying so high searching for those landing lights
Ive never been this high before
But darling all I need is your love more and more
And only the ace of hearts can save me now
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A Rethink on Abortions
The time has come for all to think-
A babe in womb is also life;
No one with conscience would dare kill,
Nor dismember a life with skill.
Do we all eat to vomit food?
Do we all drink to bring it out?
Why let a ‘seed’ grow in the womb,
And pare the ‘seedling’ fully grown?
O noble souls that heal all wounds!
You took your oath to save all lives;
Let conscience dictate all your ways;
Let not your hand cut string of life!
Life is most sacred when human;
You should not kill for merely fun;
When you can’t make one human part,
Why kill a human babe with art?
Should mankind turn a killer-race?
Should doctors serve, abetting crime?
No law can suppress one’s conscience,
That tells you what is right or wrong.
The unborn baby in the womb
Is also life, like me and you;
Why make its place of birth, a tomb?
The God of life won’t forgive you.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-24-2008
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