Sonnet: Man’s Logic Fails
I wonder what my poems will fetch me;
I’ve built a skyscraper all on my own;
With labor hard, I’ve hurried earnestly;
Yet, when it comes to poetry, most frown!
I swam the seas so perilous, alone!
I saw some sharks and whales that ‘troubled’ me;
The water was so spine-chilling to bone;
I’ve reached the coastline on my own safely.
Great men have had their days of agony;
The world will tease all honest man with ease;
Yet, God denies me some extra money,
Which I presume could give me mental peace.
My logic isn’t correct for God is wise;
How can one guard one’s soul while playing dice?
6-20-2000 by Dr John Celes
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Sonnet: My Poesy
My Poesy is God-given a gift!
A soothing balm to mind and heart and soul;
No more my ship of life at sea’s adrift;
Bestowed on me has God a better role.
A wordy weapon that can hurt my foes;
A wordy solace that can give mind peace;
A worthy message that can drive out woes;
A ‘destressor’ in distress, giving ease.
My poetry can even others heal!
My poetry has much in-built logic;
My poetry can make all hearts to feel;
My poetry can do wonders/ magic.
My poetry has me endowed mind’s strength,
And I can write quite well for any length.
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Sonnet: The Righteous Succeed Anyday
An honest man gets into trouble soon;
Hard labor makes a man weary with ease;
Yet, Honesty will always be a boon,
Though troubles keep coming and may not cease.
In world so bad, virtues are hard to keep,
While vices catch all persons with great ease;
Nevertheless, there is nothing to weep;
The Tempter too, its labor will not cease.
Then, how the Righteous cope on earth somehow?
'Tis God who guides and protects them from harm;
For upright men, so great is Maker's love;
His heart's a furnace of love truly warm.
The man of virtues yet sees success fast;
He needn't worry of future or the past.
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Man, (Money) or God
Money can bring a lot of happiness;
Money can be the cause of man’s woes too;
Money can’t give the peace on earth you want;
Money can’t fetch a place in God’s abode!
Prayers can bring more happiness as well;
Prayers can’t be the cause of human woes;
Prayers can give man real peace we seek;
Prayers ensure soul’s place in God’s abode.
One cannot serve two masters- money, God;
One should not serve man, (money) more than God;
You have to choose between money and God;
Money cannot align your soul with God!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-13-2008
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Sonnet: Why Waste …?
Why waste your voice, extolling men on earth,
Who don’t deserve the smallest praise, you give?
Why waste your life in earthly aims since birth,
When there are better things for which to live?
Why waste your talents, earning name and fame,
When nothing we can take back when we die?
Why waste your precious days in acts of shame,
When we can thank the Lord and God, Most High?
Why waste your labor, building things that break,
When you can share the love of God with all?
Why waste your life in taking risks to make
One skyscraper, that must anytime fall?
Why waste God-given time in sin and vice,
When God expects us to remain soul-wise?
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-9-2008
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World Poetry Day,2012
Peace is what the world needs fast
Peace is required most
Peace can't come by waging wars
Peace is born through great efforts!
Peace can dwell when love prevails
Peace is the driving force
Peace must last forever to
Keep the world love life firstly
Peace is the priceless wealth much sought
Peace must start from homes
Peace must spread through all nations
And fill hearts and minds of men
Peace is one that brings progress
Peace can bridge differences
Peace is made by dialogues
Peace is the key to world's happiness
Dedicated to ‘World Poetry Day,2012'
Copyright by Dr John Celes 21-03-12
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The World Needs Peace, Not Through Wars!
What loss of lives and destruction!
Can lives all lost ever return?
How many more will have to die?
Can one man’s death bring back lives lost?
What pollution, a war can add!
Let Cats who declare wars on mice,
Take the blame and pay the price!
War is a gambling game like dice;
War is a futile exercise.
One cannot fight wars with mere knives;
War is a waste of human lives;
Alas, will nations realize
That keeping peace is always wise?
Wars can begin without a cause;
The world can’t have a single boss!
One nation can’t stifle the rest,
Or try to be always the best.
The world body must give OK!
The world must say to wars, all ‘nay’;
For lasting peace, war isn’t the way!
The cost of wars, who will repay?
The world must find out other ways,
Avoiding wars in future days;
Each nation must unmask its face,
And set on peace, its gaze always!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-1-2007
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Sonnet: Poetry’s Forever
Earth’s poetry can never die with ease,
As long as sun rises and sets each day;
For it affords music and mental peace,
And born are poets world-o’er in God’s way.
When Mother Nature inspires a heart,
Evoking feelings turned to words by art,
The readers feel the same right from the start;
The magic-beauty of poetry’s part.
And poetry is about many things,
And helps man live exemplary a life;
And immense joy and peace, it also brings,
And helps the human beings combat strife.
So, poetry will live on earth until,
Men climb the earthly-hill by Heaven’s Will!
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A Leader’s Sad Demise
A former PM was banished;
The charm of the land has vanished;
A valiant leader is no more;
The hearts of many are quite sore.
One selfish man denies the rest,
Democracy that is the best
For Pakistan, India’s neighbor;
People shouldn’t give up their labor!
A glorious lady’s soul is lost;
No money can equal her cost;
Who will don her mantle from now?
There is no answer right now, oh!
Can elections be held now fair?
The stench of blasts is in the air;
God knows if ’tis a bane or boon;
God grant the people calmness soon.
May God grant her Eternal Rest!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-28-2007
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the world wide web
is a vast virtual sea of good and bad fish
sharks, whales, flora, trash and junk
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Sonnet: The Widow’s/Widower’s Life
I wonder how a widow young does spend
Her life without any sex indulgence;
Against a cruel world how does she fend,
With children live? Her life can be so tense.
Nor can she marry yet another man!
Society does not accept this with ease;
She keep away from adultery, How can?
Can masturbation give her mental peace?
The widower’s lot is a lot better!
He weds a wife again without much fuss;
With children tho’, he is in no fetter;
The problem’s great if it does affect us!
And so, such men, women just tend to live,
In sins of flesh for peace it can now give!
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War and Peace
Wars cannot give a lasting peace;
Wars cause much hatred and ill-will;
Wars are futile and costly too;
Wars break existing peace with ease!
Wars cause deep wounds of hearts and minds
–That can’t be healed except by time;
Wars lead to loss of lives untold
–That cannot be ever regained.
Wars serve to foment more troubles;
Wars make the world more insecure;
Wars shift the balance of powers;
Wars do not solve the world’s problems.
Love only solves great differences;
Love only bonds the earth’s peoples;
Love only brings peace with much ease;
Love is the key to global peace.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-29-2008
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Money Isn’t the Answer
Can money give you ample sleep at night?
Can money bring you satiety you want?
Can money soothe the heart and mind aggrieved?
Can money resurrect a person dead?
Can money cause fertility in wombs?
Can money heal the wounds of minds and hearts?
Can money make up for one’s parents’ love?
Can money work a miracle you want?
Can money cure a cancer of grade four?
Can money bring joy to a childless pair?
Can money purchase your seat in heaven?
Can money solve all problems that you face?
There are so many things money can’t do;
Your trust in God and labor, matter too.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-27-2008
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Sonnet: When Money Becomes God!
When man believes that pelf is everything,
And goes after money with planning, wise,
From pauper soon, he rises to be king,
He lands up quickly, playing dice, in vice!
From big money, he can make bigger sums,
And forgets God and trusts in his own power;
Big ideas, his mind and heart welcomes;
For his new love, He builds a high tower!
Then money turns to be his master prime;
His virtues disappear without a trace;
For spiritual needs, he cannot find the time;
His moral values fall in rapid pace!
The heart of rich turns godless to the core;
The wrath of God shuts firmly heaven's door!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 24-07-12
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Bridge Over Troubled Water
When you' re weary feeling small
When tears are in your eyes I'll dry them all all
I'm on your side oh when times get rough
And friends just can t be found
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
When you re down and out
When you re on the street
When evening falls so hard
I will comfort you ooh
I'll take your part oh when darkness comes
And pain is all around
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Sail on silver girl
Sail on by
Your time has come to shine
All your dreams are on their way
See how they shine
Oh if you need a friend
I'm sailing right behind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind
song performed by by Hear'Say from Popstars
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Sonnet: The New Year 2007
The old year’s gone! The new one has begun!
The world’s most precious need is global peace.
’Tis better nations abandon the gun;
Let suspicions and rivalries all cease!
This earth is one and mankind is one race!
No one can live all independent days;
It does not matter what color or face;
Align must man with Nature in God’s ways.
The earth can’t bear pollution anymore;
Our labor hard will give victory with time;
No nation must to neighbors turn eyesore;
“Preserve the environ’s”- our duty prime.
No nation has the right to stifle next;
Let God’s Commandments serve as guiding text.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-30-2007
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Easy Money
Lets go -- while were young!
Moving easy money, how far to the street
Close-in complications better keep your nose clean, better move my feet
Moves me like a winner Im turning up the heat
Ive gotta get me something I want to feel some friction, want to feel some heat
Keep your pretentions feel this beat
Easy money Im a rolling dice now
Give me something but your good advice
Easy money Im a rolling dice now, easy money
Sticky situations and a womans revelations
Ive gotta feel something, wanna feel some friction, wanna feel this heat
Keep your pretentions feel this beat
Easy money Im a rolling dice now
I dont need nothing, your good advice
Easy money Im a rolling dice now easy money
Look into my soul, and the night life of amsterdam
Laid down in stockholm, Ill always be your fan
Wind blows off the twilight, sunset in l.a.
The powers of the world, easy moneys ok
Instrumental
Easy money Im a rolling dice now
Give me something but your advice
Easy money Im a rolling dice now
Give me something but your good advice
Easy money and a rolling dice now
Give ms something I wont think twice
Easy money Im a rolling dice now,
Easy money easy money, hold on tight now
Easy money Im a rolling dice
Give me money, easy money....
song performed by by Ufo
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Sonnet: Peace
Peace is something which men on earth yearn for,
And talk for hours and days but seldom keep;
Which everyone needs for his/her mind, ‘cor’,
But which is superficial and not deep!
Peace is the absolute need of the day,
For neighbors, nations and the world at large;
For all mankind’s problems- the only way!
A duty everyone ought to discharge.
Peace is the most precious commodity,
That’s sought and kept by paying heavy price;
Essential for world’s community,
Which sometimes appears like a game of dice!
Peace is the food of mind and heart and soul!
The love of fellow-men- the only goal.
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Bridge Over Troubled Water
When you're weary feeling small
When tears are in your eyes I'll dry them all all
I'm on your side oh when times get rough
And friends just can't be found
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
When you're down and out
When you're on the street
When evening falls so hard
I will comfort you ooh
I'll take your part oh when darkness comes
And pain is all around
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Sail on silver girl
Sail on by
Your time has come to shine
All your dreams are on their way
See how they shine
Oh if you need a friend
I'm sailing right behind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind
Yeah yeah
song performed by by Michael W. Smith
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Sonnet: Our Soul Matters
The world keeps turning bad to worse o'er days;
I know not what to do, what can I do?
How long can I keep off from evil ways?
I've tried my best to honest remain too.
Men who are worldly-wise are faring well;
I cannot follow their paths even now;
For mortal sins can lead to Hell;
To God, my Lord, alone, I wish to bow.
For years, I've suffered God, give me respite;
How can I waste my life and lose my soul?
Give me thy grace and will, to devils fight;
Assign me Lord a newer strength and role.
And God, before I breathe my very last,
Let me my soul's purity regain fast.
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My other Talent –Poesy
God is to me very kind;
To His tenets, I always bind;
My Poetry is but His gift!
My soul from Him can’t shift
Yet, peace of mind gets disturbed oft,
In search of worldly pleasures loft;
In vain, I seek them, time is lost;
And soul remains sin-cast.
My foes and woes trouble me much;
Sometimes, I feel I am a wretch!
And when I search my mind again,
God helps me solace regain.
My Poesy has made me fit;
My body, mind, soul bit by bit;
I talk with God who guides me right;
He tells me what’s wrong, correct.
With time, my soul regains due course;
My Poetry, my sin absolves;
Immersed in it, I find great peace,
Of mind and I am at ease.
Thoughts divine in me prevail;
My ship of Poesy sets sail;
It is an unchartered voyage;
That’s safe with God’s message.
God is my beacon and compass!
Invisible Captain of my ship;
I am the driver, novice,
‘Tis my maiden voyage.
My heart is full of confidence;
Impermanent’s my residence;
The weather lovely, calm for now;
My ship is on the move somehow!
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