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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What man can’t, God can!
Many a time, it seems as though,
A hurdle big has crept in life;
No matter what, we try to do,
We fail to get over the strife.
Sometimes in life, despair engulfs
Our heart and mind with bitterness;
Attempts to overcome may fail,
And ends our joy and happiness!
At times, an accident may bring
A happy home to a grinding halt;
All harmony and peace are lost;
We know it isn’t our dear own fault!
Life brings with it troubles and bliss;
Some happy moments, we may miss;
We yearn for love/ a loving kiss;
What man cannot, God only can!
Life takes us closer to our God;
Our sins appear before our eyes;
We see the love of Jesus Lord;
Our prayers make us rather wise!
Man’s feeble strength may fail sometimes;
Hard-work, efforts may not suffice;
Then God comes back into our lives;
Christ’s death on cross is paid blood-price!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 18-10-11
poem by John Celes
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Alas, So Long!
AH! dear one, we were young so long,
It seemed that youth would never go,
For skies and trees were ever in song
And water in singing flow
In the days we never again shall know.
Alas, so long!
Ah! then was it all Spring weather?
Nay, but we were young and together.
Ah! dear one, I've been old so long,
It seems that age is loth to part,
Though days and years have never a song,
And oh! have they still the art
That warmed the pulses of heart to heart?
Alas, so long!
Ah! then was it all Spring weather?
Nay, but we were young and together.
Ah! dear one, you've been dead so long,—
How long until we meet again,
Where hours may never lose their song
Nor flowers forget the rain
In glad noonlight that never shall wane?
Alas, so long!
Ah! shall it be then Spring weather,
And ah! shall we be young together?
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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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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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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Comfort At Parting
O little Heart,
So much I see
Thy hidden smart,
So much I long
To sing some song
To comfort thee.
For, little Heart,
Indeed, indeed,
The hour to part
Makes cruel speed;
Yet, dear, think thou
How even now,
With happy haste,
With eager feet,
The hour when we
Again shall meet
Cometh across the waste.
poem by Richard Le Gallienne
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Sonnet- My Poetry
I thought I started climbing just a hill;
With time, it dawned to me it was a peak;
I knew I had to climb up further still,
The peak was nowhere seen that I did seek.
I wasn't a mountaineer to begin with;
I slowly learnt to climb requiring skill;
Tho' an accident, my climb had its pith,
With ease I'll climb the summit on the hill.
And now I know the gradient so well,
And dangers of the terrain I climb in;
When I will reach the peak, no one can tell,
But now onwards, my ambition's to win.
A beacon from above doth goad me on,
And soon a dress of starry clouds, I'll don.
poem by John Celes
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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
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: Unexpected Things Tell a Lot
A ride that’s free can surely gladden hearts;
A lift that’s early brings in life, great joy;
Recognition by world improves our arts;
Basket of apples free all will enjoy!
Reward that’s big can gladden sure one’s mind;
Long-lasting friendship surely makes one proud;
Promotion early, to work makes one bind;
Great joy is born when people clap aloud.
What ecstasy is found when old friends meet!
Heart knows no bounds when love is back again;
Heart leaps with joy doing the Herculean feat;
What joy fills farmers hearts when comes the rain!
Happy’s the child seeing the lost dog found;
When God forgives our sins, man is dumb-found!
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: When Things Go Amiss!
When worldly people cause upsets in life,
And times keep changing for the worse for you-
The principled-good suffer in strife:
You have to still your duty rightly do!
Our earthly troubles can’t worry us long;
Our grief and joys are also transient;
Our conscience tells us what is right and wrong;
Our lives are guided by the Omniscient.
Our tormentors will suffer for their wrongs;
Our sufferings end like the seasons too;
Our ears will hear consoling, pleasant songs;
Mysteriously, many things God can do!
No failures need upset our minds for long;
God fills the air soon with His happy song.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 6-5-2006
poem by John Celes
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Happy Birthday
A birthday comes just once a year;
Love the day when you were born!
That day, you feel so very dear:
Love the dawn of this special morn!
May be, you feel a bit older,
But your heart is young as ever;
May be, you turn somewhat bolder;
Your mind feels happy as never!
A birthday makes you grow in age;
It brings for you a great message:
‘Enjoy the life that God gives you;
Forget the past that’s weary too! ’
From this day, you must not ev’r cry;
From this day, to laugh more, you try;
This day, you ought to always smile;
This day brings fond memories awhile!
dear Mrs. Latha Vivek
From, Dean, V.P. AND ALL STAFF, PMC
Copyright by Dr John Celes 19-10-2010
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Sonnet: Sufferings Make Us Stronger
If Life gets spent with troubles few and rare,
Susceptible, becomes the mind and weak;
When woes come back, man goes into despair,
And like a Lamb, innocent, he is meek.
When man has never felt the slightest pain,
The threshold falls to low levels with time;
A little touch appears painful again!
'Tis pain to ears that hear the bells just chime.
When troubles come, the heart and mind turn strong;
And suff'rings make one feel life's joys better;
Sometimes, it happens, we go in the wrong;
Avoiding struggles is the worst fetter.
One can't spend life in dreams often for long;
Nevertheless, laugh, smile, whistle a song.
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: So, Change Your Heart Right Now
You cannot have your sinful friends for long;
You cannot be both good and bad forev’r;
You cannot sing all life, a joyful song;
You cannot ignore God as your Master.
Your worldly wisdom cannot save your soul;
You cannot sin for long without God’s fear;
Just heed your conscience; change your earthly role,
And change your heart right now, my brother dear.
God’s patience may not last for next moment;
The Maker’s rod may come upon you soon;
Give up your sinful habits and repent;
Not far off is your night without a moon!
Remember man, your soul needs care today;
Atone; repent; amend your life this day.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-10-2008
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet-Time
Time starts ticking, the moment one is born,
Appearing too short for things to be done;
And Time ceases when over is sojourn;
To some ’tis long and ’tis always great fun.
Time is so precious that some waste it not;
So they race ’gainst it, to pull off great feats;
Time is a web in which some men get caught;
However short, one still can be a Keats!
A Scientist’s life-time’s not enough for him;
A lazy-bone finds Time not fleeting still;
Time’s an empty vessel, tho’ filled to brim!
Time’s a feeling of descending the hill.
When prudently used then, Time appears long;
A mile to a fool is just a furlong.
7-19-2000
poem by John Celes
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Show Tune II
That's the long and short of it
now you know
how I've been waiting all these years
where I'm coming from
that's the long and short of it.
That's the long and short of it
now you see
just how hot hot jazz was
how it turned about, my bookcase
that's the long and short of it.
That's the long and short of it
now you know
that my arrest record's
not my best record
that's the long and short of it.
That's the long and short of it
now you see
how the Past's like a love
you can neither leave nor live
that's the long and short of it
That's the long and short of it
now you know
it was no gun in my pocket
it was a rocket
that's the long and short of it.
That's the long and short of it
and you're wond'ring dear
how I kept so pure
hull, it was easy
that's the long and short of it.
That's the long and short of it
now you see
so bounce your head
into bed
that's the long and short of it.
That's the long and short of it
read the blues
in these tattoos
make a song of it
that's the short and long of it.
How I wish
there was a bridge-
then I could burn it;
or the train
of a refrain
then I could board it
but there isn't
no there isn't, so...
poem by Morgan Michaels
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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
poem by John Celes
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Song Asking God’s Help
Help me God, O help me please;
Of urgent help, I’m in need;
Help me God, O help I plead;
You’re my only friend indeed.
Help me God without delay;
I can’t make both ends to meet;
Help me God in every feat;
You’re my hope, so don’t retreat.
Who else will come to my aid?
In troubles, my heart is laid;
Help me God to see them fade;
You’re the One who helps me wade.
I have faith in You my God;
Send me Lord, a happy mail;
Let my soul always Thee hail;
You must help me without fail.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-3-2006
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: Make Life on Earth Secure
When umptine lives get lost in hurricanes,
And many more are lost to Tsunamis,
And Nature’s furies take more down its lanes,
Man promises an earthly life of peace!
When affluent cities get destroyed fast,
And powerful leaders make blunders so great,
And glorious people’s lives turn soon aghast,
Man still believes in science, himself and fate!
All human toil on earth can’t last for long;
Man’s intellect betrays him many times;
Our earthly life is just a finite song;
God is the one who helps man in all climes.
When life is short, why man destroys earth / space?
What Maker plans, no man can ev’r efface!
Dr John Celes 9-13-2005
poem by John Celes
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God, Come to my Aid!
I am tired;
I am weak;
Fighting devils
Throughout lifetime.
I’m confused;
I’m depressed;
Fighting world
Afilled with vice!
How longer, God
Can I patient be?
I feel all lost
In my misery.
This world is too much
For my tender heart;
Man is more beastly
Than I ever, thought.
When will things improve,
O God, I always ask?
Is life worth living,
And complete my given task?
God, come to my aid;
Rejuvenate me, Lord;
I feel akin a wounded bird,
Many times, shot!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 9-15-2008
poem by John Celes
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How Long
‘How long is it dear, since we were wed,
when first I ventured into your bed.
We’ve made it through together since then,
time filled with laughter, and counting to ten’.
‘How long is it since we were wed,
teapot filled up, toast with butter spread.
Memories formed and loved treasures kept,
times of bright smiles, moments when we’ve wept’.
‘How long is it dear since we were wed,
letters and cards, so numerous, read.
Funny jokes told and stories so sad,
accepting good, along with the bad’.
‘How long is it dear, since we were wed,
and what’s for us in the times ahead.
Shall we go on in the same old way,
each looking back to our own heyday’.
‘How long is it since we were wed,
no, cannot remember either, Ted.
But never mind, it was long ago,
and anyway I still love you so’.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Truth of Most Youth Today!
Today’s youth takes a warring path;
They don’t believe even the truth;
They love to do things opposite;
They want to learn all by themselves.
They take on risks that adults won’t;
They love glamour and pomp and show;
They want to lead an easy life;
They question almost anything.
They love to take the narrow lanes;
They don’t like to be ever blamed;
They will not heed to good advice;
They are afraid of ones with clout.
They are an easy prey to vice;
They lose their virtues very fast;
They wish to enjoy life early;
They disobey their parents too.
They think they can live on their own;
They trust their human strength alone;
They are a group that’s misguided;
They cannot think the ‘pros and cons’.
They will not take ev’n things well-said;
They think they are infallible;
They want to be just left alone;
They wish to pry in danger’s mouth.
They are a dis-satisfied lot;
They argue over many things;
They will not learn from others’ faults;
They want to see and feel all things.
They feel they can achieve all things;
They put God in the backyard fast;
They waste their precious time and life;
They question even God at times!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-15-2009
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