Sonnet: Men Collude in Sin
Some mortal sins are of convenience,
Like adultery, murder and false-witness
Between two individuals or more; hence
People commit them without harness.
The devils link the minds amongst sinners,
To sign a pact of mutual sinful ‘joy’;
And soon turn out to be real winners,
While sinful souls imagine they enjoy!
The bond grows stronger with the passing time;
The sinful habit turns now addiction;
The partners sin in almost any clime;
Until the devils bring on them affliction.
But lo! Tis late for remorse, repentance;
’Tis time for God to pronounce His sentence.
5-31-2002 by John Celes
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Sonnet: The Thought and Act Are Very Nigh
It takes a sinful thought just split seconds,
To change into a mortal sinful act;
And sever with Heaven, man’s sacred bonds;
Renew with hell, an unholy sin’s pact.
The devil chooses man’s one weakest time,
Creating occasion for mortal sin;
And thereafter, lapses man’s life sublime;
The ‘devilized’ soul lives in sin with gin!
The sinful thought heralds the sinful act;
Such seed when sown soon sprouts into a tree;
The gardener- devil uses every tact
To coax man through and bear fruits, rotten, free;
Beware then man, the thought and act are nigh!
The soul in mortal sin, in hell shall die!
6-4-2002 by Dr John Celes
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Sonnet: Watch Your Habits
God is with you, wherever you may go;
He is the Light that lights the darkest night;
He protects us against devils and foe;
He gives us strength of will, divine fore-sight.
A sleeping man knows not how much he snores;
A greedy man desires for all things;
A burglar breaks open all kinds of doors;
A ear can’t hold the weight of much ear-rings.
The sinful man by habit commits sins;
The man of God is on a preaching spree;
All sinful souls in God’s grace must we rinse;
The dwelling-place of God must be sin-free!
Prayer’s a dialogue with God in life;
A great weapon that protects man in strife.
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from one small sinful habit
devils lay the snare
for many more grievous ones
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Sonnet: Is Earthly-life, a Purgatory?
O God, perhaps this is my purgatory!
Help me to bear my sufferings with joy;
Let pain and strife become my offertory;
Let not the devils with my soul to toy.
When trials come and tribulations too,
My face must wear a smile that never fades;
When out of habit, mortal sins I do,
Let me ignore the devils’ accolades!
Let remorse strike my plaintive heart early;
Let guilt not make me commit suicide;
Just like you can’t uncurl the curly hair,
Man sins, his actions being malafide!
Make me penitent and do my penance;
Gain forgiveness to see God’s countenance.
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If God loves you, you’re saved
If sinful, joyous paths, you undertake;
You cannot go far as God watches you;
If God forbids, such journeys, you can't make;
He gives men freedom; punishments also.
God knows man errs so often by nature;
His pangs of sinful passions, desires;
And does these things if mature, immature;
While devils tempt; man slips into mires.
But not for long as God pulls him afree;
His guilt and conscience make him to repent;
Atonement makes his soul pure, again free;
To make up for misdeeds, now man gets bent.
The love of God for man's soul is so great;
That devils cannot sow discord or hate.
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Sonnet: Soul-wise Advice
Cut off the thought, O man, if bad for thee!
Thine soul is more important than body;
Cut off the branches, vicious trunk wholly;
How long can sin give joy just like toddy?
Cut of the sinful habits haunting thee;
They devastate thine life on earth and soul;
Cut off their roots and all of them fully;
They sprout to cause havoc just like the ‘mole’.
Avoid the environs that promote sin;
Indulge in holy thoughts and do good deeds;
Empty thy heart and soul’s sinful bin;
And raise good crops for sowing virtue’s seeds.
Renounce the devils or you land in Hell;
Trust in the Lord and all things will be well.
5-25-2002 by Dr John Celes
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Sonnet: The Human Soul
Unseen, the soul of a man lies within,
Like the mighty hands that created him;
The Maker expecting it back sans sins,
Had filled the human skull with brain to brim.
On returning, the Soul’s state must be pure,
Or else, it shall not enter Heaven’s gate;
Its venial sins Purgatory will cure;
But mortal sins get it the Hellish fate.
So, lose your limb or eye if cause of sin;
To the lame or blind, God would give Heaven;
The sinful body, leads thee to hell’s door;
And wholesome yet, to the Inferno’s core.
Taint not by thyself with sinful ways/ misdeeds;
Grown not in the soul, saplings of sinful weeds.
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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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At the Cross-roads!
People are at the cross-roads!
They know not the right from the wrong;
They know not God from the creature;
They know not what sin is!
All nations are at the cross-roads!
Their leaders forget who makes them;
They rule without a heart or fear of God;
They’re sinful, selfish to the core!
The world is at the cross-roads!
God anger shows through Nature’s furies;
Perverted are the people’s minds;
Devils ready more souls for hell!
Confess your sins to God today;
Repent, resolve to sin no more;
Pray fervently to God for grace;
Just Jesus saves the human race.
(4-14-2007)
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Sonnet: Give Me A Heart Anew, O God
Give me a heart anew, O God, I pray;
The one I have is sinful and impure;
Forgive my sins once more, Lord show my way;
Just say one word, Thy grace will heal me sure.
Give me a heart anew, let me begin,
To walk the road, the way you want me to;
Let me never commit a mortal sin;
Give in to temptations, the devils woo.
Give a heart anew, O God, once more;
I promise to keep it sin free lifetime;
Opened, you have for me another door;
Let me not fail to make my life sublime.
Give me a heart anew, O God, again;
And give thy grace to keep it off sin's stain.
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Sonnet: What Can’t I Sacrifice To Reach Heaven?
In life, I compromise so many things;
I cannot fight forever in this world;
At times, I take whatever Life just brings;
My sufferings remain in heart untold!
But sin is one thing which I must avoid;
The soul is meant to reach God’s own Abode;
A sinful man can’t satisfy the Lord;
We must therefore live by His every code.
The God of purity is truth and light;
He abhors sins and abysmal darkness;
A thousand suns can’t match His face so bright!
He wants all men freed from devils’ harness.
The grace of God is robe and soul’s haven;
What can’t I sacrifice to reach Heaven?
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-4-2006
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Sonnet: Man Sins Often
Why do we slip into sin so often?
’Tis natural for man to commit sin;
We think the devils’ attacks will soften;
But how many can give up drinking gin?
Man thinks, he’s smarter than all the devils;
Man succumbs to temptations most of time:
Man does less good but keeps doing evils;
His nexus with the devils becomes prime.
So, God allows problems till man atones;
This is the time when man thinks about God;
Thus, man repents for all his sins and moans;
Heaven’s mercy rains down on him from Lord.
Yet, man will continue to sin again;
From punishing him, God does still refrain.
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Sonnet-All Things Happen Through God
Yeah, Man can't solve all problems in his life,
And only when he can't, he thinks of God;
No man on earth needs God if not for strife;
Man thinks he can do things all, tho’ he's clod.
The devils lie that sin gives joy all life;
And men become a victim of false hope;
Man ventures forth in sinful ways so rife,
And God gives woes to check him- he can't cope!
And when his sins affect his body, mind;
The fear of death, disease, suff'rings loom high;
Man thinks of God again; So, Peace he'll find;
His soul is cleansed and no more like pig-sty.
God gives more grace to souls in contrition;
Man does more good as acts of attrition.
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Poem: In rhyme
I know I am quite sane!
I know, I am a boon, not bane;
Yet, every now and then, I get the cane!
Still, I can't hold God in disdain;
Many who I meet can well feign!
But, what have they tried to gain?
The wheel of Life must turn again;
Sometimes, I end up in a lane!
Love of God is my ambition main;
Sometimes, God gives me intense pain;
Will not the scorching Sun be followed by rain?
My sufferings make me more sane;
My sinful desires are on the wane;
From committing more sins, I try to refrain;
And the devils, I try not to entertain!
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Sonnet- Set Right your Soul’s State Early
Each man is sinful, right within his head;
There is much sin that lurks around him too;
With time, his conscience becomes also dead;
What could his Angel-Guardian ever do?
There is much punishment within each one;
There is too punishment in world around;
Unless each man, his vices can but shun,
His sins will turn a mountain from a mound.
And when all earthly time given has gone,
Self-realisation comes in the end;
How could remorse and penitence be born?
Unless the grace of God comes as Godsend.
'Tis wise to not ignore one's soul till last;
There may not be time to make up for past.
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Sonnet: Rededication to God
Show me O God, the things I ought to do;
’Tis better that I act as per your wish;
My desires of life could anger you;
For, man by birth remains sinful/ selfish.
You only know what for you’d made me, God;
Let me perform the roles you assign me;
Success or failure needs your divine nod;
With duty done, I see Eternity.
Restrain me Lord from doing sinful deeds;
My time is short and keeping soul pure, tough;
From birth, you cater to my earthly needs;
Just help me Lord when weather turns too rough.
My life, I surrender to you, most High;
Your Will’s my goal on earth until I die!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-2-2006
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Sonnet: Things Can Happen Fast
One move that’s false can cost a man his life;
One mortal sin can deny soul, Heaven;
One vain desire can land a man in strife;
One blunder made can land in jail some man.
Wary must be a man in earthly life,
In choosing aims and friends and things he’ll do;
Scary is life whenever comes some strife;
All evil acts attract punishments due.
One split second can change a sinful heart;
Remorse/ penance can win a soul, Heaven;
The state of soul matters when you depart;
’Tis Purgatory or Hell for sinful men!
A prudent man will always keep his soul;
To reach Heaven will be his only goal.
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Sonnet: And Men Fight o’er God
God is the same, no matter how you call,
-The Fountain of goodness, mercy, justice!
His heart has love for man much more than all,
And wants man back with Him to share His bliss.
Why then should men keep fighting over God?
God can’t be happy if man hates a man;
And man forgets his God and he is clod;
Each man must live according to God’s plan.
To kill a man is sin- most angers God;
His infinite mercy redeems sinners;
His just punishment may look rather odd;
His righteous men on earth are clear winners.
Embroiled are men o’er earthly small matters,
As devils turn their soul’s dress to tatters!
5-27-2002 by Dr John Celes
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Soul Must Be Pure
A married life’s like colored cloth;
A cloistered life, a pure-white garb!
A celibate avoids sex-thoughts;
All religious must live pure lives!
All forms of sin, we must avoid;
The mortal sins are soul-takers;
The clergy must be more cautious;
The devils tempt them miserably!
But God is holy in always;
Heaven abounds in holiness;
No sin-stained soul can stay with God,
Unless, He cleanses it, His way!
To fall in sin is man’s weakness;
God forgives hearts truly contrite;
Sin wounds and scars the soul somehow;
The grace of God must heal all souls!
The religious must be wary;
The devils hate them to the core;
They will not rest until they fall
Into their traps and snares, wily.
Even the empty mind can sin;
No saint is sinless or exempt;
But Christ has paid the price for sins
Of all mankind, once and for all!
But God stays by the righteous ones;
He lifts them up, each time they fall,
And fills their souls with much more grace,
Until their war with devils’ won!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-08-2009
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Sonnet-Easter's Coming Fast
The Lent has started once again this year;
The time to fast, abstain from spirits, meat;
The time to curb amorous sounds by ear;
The time to be holy; pray more, less eat.
Let’s clean our minds of cob-webs of past sins;
Let’s mop our heart's floor of its sinful stains;
Let’s grace-paint walls and empty soul's sin-bins;
Let’s sacrifice, for God's sake, suffer pains.
The sufferings of Christ is fresh in mind;
His sacred blood shed on the Cross is true;
God's Love redeeming man from hell, we find;
Let’s have remorse for sins and change life's hue.
Let’s do the 'Way of the Cross' fervently;
Amend our lives for God more silently.
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