Sonnet: Don’t Feel Sad
Our birthday-suit is same for everyone,
One shouldn’t copy the world in everything;
Each one is meant to live wedded or lone;
Does life to all alike, joys, sorrows bring?
Each one is different ever since one’s birth;
Ev’n twins with time will grow unlike each one;
Every tree that grows has not same girth;
One can’t afford to mimic else someone!
But this is how each one of us gets born,
And life will take us onto different paths;
Why blame the stars when heart of yours gets torn?
Each one should do properly his ‘Life-Maths’.
Nothing was lost, there’s much to do today!
There’s more to gain by hard-working some day!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-31-2000
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Conjoined Twins
Our birth is rather rare!
Hasn’t Nature been unfair?
Our bodies fused at points,
We’re babies freak – you stare!
We’re mostly just stillborn!
But, some are born alive;
None know how we are born;
We were called ‘Siamese Twins’!
‘Conjoined Twins’ is better!
Some worked as circus clowns;
Some lived to adolescent age –
A life like in a cage!
Some had two heads and one torso;
Some thoraces, conjoined;
Some were fused back to back;
Why God allows our births?
Thoracopagus; pygopagus;
Dicephalus tetrabrachius:
Some died before their birth;
Some were mere exhibits!
Some were lucky to earn some name;
Some were lucky to get some fame;
But to be born as ‘Conjoined Twins’ –
Oh, what a horrifying shame!
But those were olden days!
There is now improved scope;
The modern world gives hope –
To help us live separate.
Just try to live like us;
Then, you will know our plight;
Something had not been right;
We cannot live and fight!
Yet, life is miserable;
We are a sorry lot;
We live with anguished hearts,
Until we can depart!
Most of us can’t survive;
Yet, some are born alive;
To live for long, we strive;
God allows some to thrive.
So, pray, we shouldn’t be born;
But you kill the unborn,
All hale and hearty kids –
Foul murder, God forbids?
Be humane men, women;
God watches from heaven;
How can you kill children,
Who aren’t deformed like us?
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-20-2008
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Don’t Take My Life, My Dear Mother!
Don’t take my life,
My dear mother!
For heaven’s sake,
Please let me live!
Don’t take my life;
Give me a chance;
I’ve life like you;
I want to live.
Don’t take my life;
God’s love made me;
God talks to me,
And calls my name!
Don’t take my life;
The womb’s my home;
God feeds me well
And helps me grow.
Don’t take my life;
I yearn to live,
And see the world
That God has made.
Don’t take my life;
Do charity;
I’ll repay back
Your act of love.
Don’t take my life,
I want some love
From my parents;
So, spare me please!
Don’t take my life;
Do spare my frame;
The clay is baked;
It’s time for birth!
Don’t take my life
God has allowed;
I want to see
His lovely world.
Don’t take my life;
I’ll pay you well,
When I grow big,
And you turn old!
Don’t take my life,
My dear mother;
God will bless you
And too, father!
Don’t take my life,
Dear dad and mum;
Don’t turn the womb
Into my tomb!
Don’t take my life,
For God’s sake please;
My dear parents,
‘LET ME BE BORN! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-9-2009
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Happy Birthday, Dear Child!
Each birthday tells you that you are
Much older, day by day!
And that you are a brighter star,
That shines in heaven's way!
Remember that your health is first,
Apart from loving God;
Obedience to your parents, Christ,
Will spare you from all rod!
We must grow wiser by the years,
And live pious, life-time;
With Christ beside, we shouldn't have fears,
As God gives us good clime.
We do not live by strength, our own,
But by God's blessings, grace!
And speak alive, and not by phone,
And keep a pleasant face!
‘Happy Birthday, Dear Cathy! '
Most lovingly wished by your dearest
mom Mercy, sister Diana and dad Dr. Celestine
Copyright by Dr John Celes 29-08-'12
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A Poem in Maths
Count your blessings, God-given;
Add them one by one, each day;
Subtract your pessimism;
Divide time for all your works;
Multiply your joys in life;
Get success in earthly stay,
By praying to the Lord.
Numbers are infinitesimal;
Numbers are so magical;
Numbers can have decimal;
Numbers rule the modern world.
Numbers are abstract / real;
Numbers can amuse us all;
Numbers are the ‘bricks’ of Maths!
Numberless, world is dismal.
They can count your hair, these days;
They can count the stars, some ways;
Man’s progression in Maths is base,
For putting man on Moon, or Mars?
Numbers make computers work;
Hypotheses form the science;
Integers are wonders too;
A genius in mathematics
Is a MATHEMAGICIAN!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-22-2007
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Embryonic Homicide
Life is same, no matter young or old;
Life is precious, more than silver, gold;
Life isn’t commodity that is sold;
Life’s from God, not from this nasty world!
Alike is life in children and adults;
Alike is life ‘in utero’, ‘ex womb’;
Alike is life of born and that unborn;
All human lives are equal before God.
All human beings are in God’s semblance;
Each body gets a soul that everlasts;
The love of God is shown to all creatures;
The Life-Giver alone can take back life!
The Embryo has life that’s God-destined;
The Embryo was formed by love of God;
The Embryo must grow by divine Word;
The Embryo has soul like anyone!
Why kill the embryo for its small parts?
Why destroy one life to save another?
Why treat the embryo with great disdain?
Why murder lives in womb for sake of born?
The embryo is healthy, not diseased;
The embryo is living, not deceased;
The embryo is child, awaiting birth;
The embryo is human too and worth!
No beast kills babies that are still unborn;
The world demands kindness to animals;
Why not protect the human lives unborn?
Preserve the dignity of life in womb!
Could God watch human lives desecrated?
Would God spare merciless human beings?
The embryonic life is life as well;
All ruthless murderers shall land in hell!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-9-2009
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When a Birthday Comes
A birthday comes just once a year-
A day God-given to rejoice;
A day, they greet, ones near and dear;
A day to celebrate its joys!
A birthday is a joyful day-
A day to remember in life;
A day to walk in heaven’s way;
A day to kiss and hug your wife!
A birthday means kindness of God-
An earthly span of one year gone;
A time to pray and thank the Lord,
For fondly adding one more morn!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-6-2008
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Jenny Happy Birthday
Jenny happy birthday
God will bless you today
Happy birthday lucky Jenny
MAY YOU EARN MORE THAN A PENNY
JENNY HAPPY BIRTHDAY
MAY YOUR LIFE BE OKAY
JENNY HAPPY BIRTHDAY
May your beauty grow and stay
HAPPY BIRTHDAY PRETTY JENNY
HAVE YOUR LIFE GROW STRONG AS A TREE
TODAY IS YOUR BIRTHDAY
OH YES, WHAT A CHEERFUL DAY
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEET JENNY
HAPPY BIRTHDAY With ALL MY HEART
SORRY FOR BEING AN ANNOYING SIMPSOM BART
MAY THE LORD BRING YOU SUCCESS
EVEN THOUGH LIFE IS A GAME OF CHESS
IT IS GREAT TO BE LOVED
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The Bereavement
A soul, I thought was close by me,
suddenly left, for good, may be;
My only son: I wonder why
so early, he just had to die?
The way God thinks is unlike ours;
To Him are same, years, weeks and hours;
No answer comes despite all powers
Of mind and heart in earth’s bowers!
So, things can’t stay, the way, we thought;
Time’s management, to change, we ought;
An aged man, in chaos caught
still wonders at his now sad lot!
Yet, we must face life as it comes;
Some sorrows, grief and joy welcomes;
‘Endure it all, ’ our wisdom sums;
At times, life gives whole bread or crumbs!
The dead are sleeping in the dust;
Death steals alike good souls, accursed;
But life will soon end like a gust
Of wind, before we love it just!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 6-09-11
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Sonnet: To Abort is Sheer Ruthlessness
What heart of man can cut a plant with buds?
What cruel mind will fell a tree with fruits;
None slash the branches with blossoms for woods;
No one removes fruit-bearing tree by roots.
Just fools would use grenades to fish in lakes;
You cannot have tree-house and also tree;
No offspring come from factories as makes;
God gave us mind and heart to think afree.
Yet, man resorts to abortions often;
A tiny man is maimed or killed this way;
Will not the heart of mankind bit soften?
One life shouldn’t take another any day!
All lives are same to God, born or unborn;
Allow the baby in womb, to be born.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-10-2008
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Our Ephemeral Life on Earth
Like how the heavens open bringing rain,
God’s blessings will too shower, once again,
In His own time and in His divine ways,
And make our life on earth happier in pace!
A little strife can make our face sullen;
A little suffering can life, dullen;
A little wait is all God wants of us;
A little patience brings us endless bliss!
Why should we fret and fume and cry in haste?
Why should we call our life a total waste?
All things on earth are transient in type;
Our joys in life bestow on us some hype.
This earth and heaven shall all pass away,
And come will Jesus Christ on Judgment Day;
A new heaven and earth, He will usher,
Rewarding righteous souls in great measure.
Why don’t we praise the Lord in times of strife?
Why shouldn’t we thank Him for our unique life?
Why do we grumble, mumble, murmur then?
Our life on earth is meant to gain heaven!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-31-2007
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Sonnet: God Doesn’t Forsake Us
Some allergens just cut us down to size;
Some life’s problems can pin us down to earth;
Some follies made can make us rather wise;
Some sins we do are curses right from birth!
Life gives us strife in addition from God;
The devils too can make our burden more;
Nevertheless, we shouldn’t take them as rod;
God opens us always a newer door!
Life’s tests, trials, tribulations long last;
We ought to have a heart undaunted, so;
We shouldn’t be undermined by sins of past;
On earth, the evil One’s our only foe!
All things in earthly life are transient;
Just have in you, the God, omniscient.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-24-2008
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‘Happy Birthday! ’ Dear Doctor
Well, fifty years have flown off rather fast,
Since you became a doctor of repute!
So evergreen are memories of past,
When birthdays come and add a year acute.
The toil and struggles had made life worthwhile!
Whoever thought that you would do so well?
Reminiscences bring to face a smile;
The joys though lesser outdid woes, we tell.
But who had made the mighty difference, say?
And who had given success despite strife?
Without a doubt, it was God, all the way!
Let’s thank the Almighty in earthly life!
The thread of life gets snapped by God’s decree;
God does not bother about our degree!
Doctor ‘Happy Birthday!
May God bless you today!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-18-2010
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Dreams, Dreams, Dreams
Most children want to copy adults fast;
They try to dress and talk and walk like one;
They want to do the things what adults do;
But children can’t be adults before time!
Adults dream of their childhood years at times;
They cannot move or speak or walk child-like;
They cannot be innocent like children;
They can’t become children again in life.
The elderly have dreams of their own too;
Oh, how they wish they were younger in age!
They recollect the things they did when young;
Their frames and minds are weaker than they think!
All human beings live in dreams galore;
Most dreams cannot become reality;
Our dreams must be something we can well do;
Too much of dreams don’t help to dash ahead.
Each stage of life can be lived only once;
One cannot go back or ahead in time;
Be happy with whatever you’ve achieved;
Life is so wonderful they way it is!
Just keep your mind and heart as per your age;
Be aware of the limits, risks, you take;
Life shouldn’t be lost even through accidents;
Life is the greatest gift of God to you!
Thank God for whatever you are in life;
Thank Him for gift of human life and soul;
Thank Him for all the things, He’d done for you;
Thank Him for all His love and kindness shown!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-12-2008
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Thanksgiving On my Birthday
O thank you mum, for giving birth to me,
Unlike the mothers who abort their babes;
The love and care you showed for me was fine;
You toiled so much to make the man, I am!
O thank you dad for rearing me so well,
Unlike the fathers who neglect their young;
The exemplary life you lived on earth
Made you my role-model unmatched till date!
O thank you sisters, brother - all of you,
For sharing in my joys and woes on earth;
Despite some strife, we spent a joyful time,
Experiencing life every moment!
O thank you teachers, neighbours, friends and foes;
You taught me things in life of value great;
And without you, life could have been a bore;
I thank you Mother Nature, my teacher!
O thank you dear, my wife beloved one;
And thank you children for your obedience;
You made our home a pretty one indeed;
God bless and keep you healthy, wealthy, wise!
O thank you God for blessings and your grace;
Your boundless love revealed I am special;
O help me do my duty to my race,
And earn my place in heaven in great style!
O thank you Almighty for my birthday,
That falls on Valentine's Day - lovely day!
And let me pen poems on love for all
Who want to lead a virtuous life, God's way!
'Happy Valentine's Day! '
Copyright by Dr John Celes 14-02-12
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Life
We have to take some risks
To do some things in life;
We have to do some things,
Despite the added strife!
We have to weigh the risks
To benefits in each;
We can’t do things in haste
For aims in life to reach.
We cannot waste our time
God-given, precious-most;
Time is the same to all
To labor or is lost.
For everything in life,
We ought to make a start;
There is so much to do
Before we can depart.
A lazy-bone is one
Who never can find time;
We have to work all life
In any type of clime.
True greatness comes to few
Who struggle right from birth;
No one is born just great
But makes it upon earth!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 9-6-2009
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Keep Your Cool, Baby!
Keep your cool, Baby;
Keep your cool please;
Life is not so simple;
Yet live, we must, in peace.
Keep your cool, Baby;
Take all things with ease;
Life on earth has problems;
And comes too, disease.
Keep your cool, Baby;
Expect the worst things;
Plan your future properly;
All can’t be queens, kings!
Keep your cool, Baby;
Work hard all the time;
Success is not guaranteed,
Like the changing clime.
Keep your cool, Baby;
Be optimistic;
Life has sorrows and joys too,
Making holistic.
Keep your cool, Baby;
Take life as it comes;
Time and tide, awaits no one;
All trees don’t bear plums!
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Happy Birthday, Dear Octogenarian Poet! May You Live Longer!
We heard today 'tis your happy birthday!
Eighty-one years had slipped away smoothly;
Thank God, you are just what you are today;
Our life must go on as per destiny!
Despite all strife, life has been kinder still;
What you had done, not many can ev'r do;
The good thing is you are not very ill!
God's wisdom and blessings reach but a few.
Each one's life-span is set by God Himself;
He gives us freedom to reduce/ prolong;
Man's work is judged not by his accrued pelf;
Ev'n now, your life just stays a blissful song!
Yet, none prevent the changes around us;
The strongest man has weaknesses galore;
God's work that's prime, if you do without fuss,
Can open yet, another wider door!
Age does not matter but your mind and heart;
Health will be good if your soul stays quite pure;
And if you'd been righteous right from the start,
To ripe old age, God helps you well endure!
"Happy Birthday, Dear Uncle Poet R.R.!
May You Live Longer! "
Copyright by Dr John Celes 13-07-'12
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Sonnet: Happy Birthday, Dear
Your birthday is a special day to you,
That brings fond memories of your earthly birth,
And thoughts of expectations high, anew;
It is a day you grow older with mirth!
With each birthday, you feel wiser and bright:
That success in your life is somewhat near;
You make your mind to continue your fight,
And try to live your life without much fear.
’Tis good to celebrate one more birthday;
Thank God for His kindness, protection, love;
Abide in Him and fervently do pray;
Our earthly life should markedly improve!
But never feel sadder on your birthday;
Feel proud to walk beside God in His way.
7-5-2002
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Sonnet: Marriage
Tho’ marriage is a gamble, we must take;
Some blissful moments it gives which look great;
Two horses pulling cart- ’tis worth the stake,
Than facing singly, life’s perilous bait.
Great care, we’ve got to exercise in choice;
The human being needs someone to talk;
And when some children come, there will be noise;
Sorrows and joys, life has; ’tis no cake-walk!
The sanctity of marriage is but true:
By which, we serve to procreate God’s way;
A ship at sea in stormy times needs crew;
And surely, we can pass His Judgment Day.
To keep our race going, we must marry;
So, God made Eve and made her to carry!
11-8-2000 Copyright by Dr John Celes
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The Plant upon the Window-sill!
A little plant grows on the window-sill!
Perhaps a fern or shrub of smaller size!
Why it should grow in such a queer site/place?
I wonder how it gets its nutrition!
May be, a bird had placed the seed just there!
How come, it grows despite no soil at all?
I see it flutter in the breeze at times;
I'm sure, it cannot grow to its full size!
My curiosity is evoked much;
What does it try to tell us human folks?
May be, it is a sign of hope for us!
Should we not trust the Maker for our birth?
By habit, we complain when things go wrong;
Our faith in God dithers and wavers much;
We ought to keep steadfast in times of strife!
Our faith gets tested during stress and strain.
The little plant has taught me some wisdom;
It grows because of God's glory on earth!
It does not care for want of nourishment;
It grows for sake of God as long He wants!
Dissatisfaction fills most human hearts;
Discontented, we stay mostly in life;
Should we not thank the Lord for our fine birth?
We ought to live to glorify our God!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 18-08-12
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