Sonnet: My Wealth- Poetry
The wealth that God has given me is one!
One in a million earthlings may possess;
A gift that few dream of under the sun;
In such short time, He has given excess.
Maybe, the wealth is not in silver/ gold;
Immeasurable, priceless and unsurpassed;
In centuries, it cannot become old;
And God gave it though I had never asked.
This wealth will do miracles on readers;
Good deeds will happen ev’n after I die;
It will produce good men and good leaders,
And help earthlings to shun evil/ defy!
God will reward me in Heaven again;
On earth, temptations will be on the wane!
10-20-2001
poem by John Celes
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Forms of Wealth
To money is attributed wealth
But the open truth of wealth
Is, It is not the only kind of wealth—
There are also other forms of wealth!
Good health is the best form of wealth
Forging rich links in relationships is wealth
Spontaneous love for all life forms is wealth
To have enthusiasm in life is wealth.
Acquiring life-long learning is wealth
Experience and wisdom in life is wealth
Meeting new people is also wealth
Visiting new places too is authentic wealth.
The quest to explore something is wealth
To have a positive mind-set is wealth
Existence of deep internal peace is wealth
Early morning waking up with joy is wealth.
Possessing high self-respect is wealth
Having strong spiritual connection is wealth
There exist so many types of wealth
Constitute all these and you're with full wealth!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Money Ain’t God
Money is not God,
Albeit good health and great wealth
Will put a commoner in the position to afford
The most luxurious amenities on earth.
God is wealth;
Good health
Is the richest gift
That can be bestowed on a chief.
Money is like a gaud;
It is a fraud
To think that money is God.
A King or a Queen, without good health,
Is sinking at the bottom;
He or she is dead, indeed worthless.
A penniless pauper, with great health,
Is wealthier than one can fathom;
He or she is darn blessed.
God is wealth;
God is health;
Money ain’t God;
Money ain’t God.
Good health and great wealth
Are like divine gifts;
Adding a little wisdom and a good heart,
Such combo will put a cherub on a celestial lift,
Where life is wonderful and set apart.
God is wealth;
Good health
Is the richest gift
That can be bestowed on a chief.
Money is like a gaud,
It is a fraud
To think that money is God.
poem by Hebert Logerie
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Heaven vs Hell
A breath away from heaven, yet a spark away from hell.
I titter on a tightrope of thoughts and deeds that foretell
My future in this life, but may well sacrifice the other…
Unless I’m strong enough to believe there is another.
One day it seems that reams of problems aren’t worth my time;
Then another sunrise bestows fortunes far beyond sublime.
Can it be that there is a spirit that represents all that is good,
And a countervailing force deterring the course of what I should?
Now rules of the game seem to reward only those able to win.
No thought is given to whether their ways are moral, right... or a sin.
For them hell is only a possibility from an economic point of view;
Until they possess all the wealth, that’s the heaven they’ll pursue.
For such individuals heaven and hell can be closer than ever before;
Sadly, addiction to false heavenly riches turn them into hell’s whores.
As I titter on life’s tightrope, both heaven and hell seem oh so near.
Deeds of love and not needs for wealth mean I have nothing to fear.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Health and Wealth
When I had health, I strived to earn more wealth;
I toiled so hard that I soon lost my health!
When I got wealth, more vice crept in by stealth;
My wealth was gone, so also my good health!
So, keep your health and earn some wealth;
Don't earn more wealth and lose all health;
Just use your wealth to keep your health;
In life on earth, Health is your wealth!
poem by John Celes
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If the Wealth...
If the wealth is ill gotten
Then good use later on can be forgotten
It will take our hear apparent to down fall
Create distrust, fight and impregnable wall
This is how the wealth takes its toll
Hard earned money may easily roll
Change hands for charity, donation and good use
Others may invite jealousy, deception and misuse
Wealth is main root for all evils
Not all may have security or good will
The family members may want your early departure
As they may be finding a chance for good future
Good sense may only prevail
When you are in control and not fail
Keep them to united fold and trust
Else they may fall apart and mistrust
What can be done with so much wealth?
If that deteriorate your complete health
If that can’t guarantee you peace and happiness
Why on earth it can be longed for and stressed?
I tried to find an easy answer
But answered by only some or fewer of them
It placed me at great worry
I felt really in pain and sorry
What it did me in whole life?
When it was to prove as cutting knife
The family was quarreling among for spoils
I was helpless and there was no use to boil
I wish it not to happen to anybody
The wealth must be used for help to somebody
Its constrained use may warrant good result
But at least it save you from embarrassment and insult
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Excessively Broke
Wealth of abundance.
Wealth of friends who have abundance.
Wealth of friends who have abundance and influence,
With an ability to persuade those who have created...
Wealth and those connected to it,
Probably do not associated themselves...
With those who just have a wealth of intelligence.
Since those who have a wealth of intelligence...
Usually are the ones excessively broke!
But possess a wealth of humor to entertain.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Futile is Life if Swapped!
A fish out of its water-bowl!
A Pup within a fishes’-bowl!
–Unnatural are both these things,
And life could end for both earthlings!
Fish-gills are meant for oxygen
Dissolved in water and not air;
Pup’s lungs need air to breathe and live;
It can’t stay long under-water!
Fish-fins help it to move about
In water most effortlessly;
A pup can’t be confined without
the needed space to run and play!
All lives are meant for habitats
Specifically pre-destined;
One cannot live a normal life,
With living conditions exchanged!
God made the land for beasts with lungs
To breathe the oxygen in air;
God made the fish cold-blooded to
Swim freely and feed in water.
God made each being with purpose;
Man cannot fly like birds of air;
Nor can he live within water;
Each one must know his/her confines!
Why risk one’s life to do a thing,
Which is not worth the risks, one takes?
Why play with life – a priceless gift
From God above to all earthlings?
The fool endangers his one life
To do something that is worthless;
Great souls will sacrifice their lives
In saving many more brethren!
Life is most precious wealth on earth;
Spend all our wealth to save our health.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-5-2008
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet- On Love
Each one wants Love of some kind or other!
And animals want love too in some way;
Appreciation, all want, O brother;
We need more love to spend another day.
Love is what rules the Universe from birth;
Love is what for earthlings strive, endlessly;
Love is what created man and the Earth;
Love is the force that binds all, tenderly.
Yet, all want Love to be show'red upon them;
And no one wants to love his neighbour well;
Love is soul's wealth-a magnificient Gem;
And hate is that which transforms world to hell.
Express your love to earthlings, if you can;
For without Love, you cease to be a Man!
poem by John Celes
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Wealth You Don't Treasure
Wealth you don’t treasure
As you have the key
To the endless pleasure
Of waking up from your dreams
In the middle of night
And tiptoeing to where
The grass is getting its first dew
Preparing the dark liquid
To break into a grey dawn!
Wealth you don’t treasure
As you feel happy in a golden morn
Not knowing why
You get up to go and stand
Quietly beneath a tree
And let your senses brim
With all the sight and sound
Feel the leaves dropp on your hair
In a silent symphony
Before they touch the ground!
Wealth you don’t treasure
As you have in good measure
Everything the wealth can’t buy
A priceless space all your own
For the most treasured dreams to be grown!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Sonnet - Most Men Are Selfish
One state refuses water for the next!
But when it rains, the excess it must let!
Some people like to xerox-copy text!
Some force the state to write off all their debt.
Why can't one limit one's selfishness first?
Why can't one share the excess wealth one has?
Why can't one give water for men who thirst?
Who can prevent the growing of the grass?
Man becomes great by loving his neighbour;
Man turns greater when he helps him in need;
Man should not try to without reason err;
Good men avoid misdeeds but do good deed.
No Man doth bring anything when he is born;
His sins and good deeds, his soul shall adorn.
poem by John Celes
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It would be fun to have someone in the White House who has worked in the private sector... and someone who understands that wealth creation is a good thing and they want more of it. Wealth is good.
quote by Michele Bachmann
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Three Steps To Heaven
Standing on the mountain of my dreams
looking over the world from high
I am three steps from heaven
in the cradle of my dreams.
No more the dream from afar
the door is now open to explore
the heights of heaven
and the good earth below.
I look not for treasures
made with silver and gold,
but of friends and friendship
and the wealth that they hold.
Now here I am standing
three steps from heaven
for the entire world to see.
28 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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The Best Wealth A Person Should Possess
Even ordinary persons, with no respect
and manners, may have money and wealth
which may not be standard and eternal;
The best wealth,
among the all types of wealth,
a person should possess... is nothing but
a kind heart, grace and mercy to others.(ThirukkuRaL 241)
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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Sonnet: God Will Provide!
Your husband is the nicest man I know;
You are lucky to be his half-better!
He’s stuck to his good principles well; oh!
Never mind if he couldn’t be wealth-getter.
So thank the Lord and praise Heaven for this;
God will provide all things by miracles;
He has in store for you more earthly bliss;
He’ll guide you both through life’s few debacles!
Just pray that God should give you both, good health;
Just thank the Almighty for all He’s done;
Just stay more patient: God will give more wealth;
To live a Christian life is not some fun!
God gives us strife and with it solutions;
He uses us for His revelations.
3-6-2004 copyright by dr john celes
Dedicated to my beloved sister-in-law
Mrs. Josephine Joebert
poem by John Celes
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Good Leaders
When leaders are by God appointed, then,
They must do things decreed by Providence;
And in ways according to their conscience,
Or else, they will crash down to earth, sudden!
All leaders must be good like Holy Lord;
Their subjects must be well-off in their rule;
The foolish king invites the wrath of God;
The atheist who rules will be a fool!
All things on earth are decreed by heaven;
All souls must tread the path destined by God;
By God, mankind was made to be even;
Depends on each to get award or rod!
God knows the problems leaders have to face;
God bestows wisdom needed to solve things;
Their sense of values, morals must be base;
Let leaders dole fairness to all earthlings!
Let leaders be wary of what they do;
The law shouldn’t give freedom to men to sin;
The good from ages, they must not undo;
The war with Satan, they must always win!
God laughs at earthly leaders for their pride;
They dare not take divine things for a ride;
First and foremost, they must in God abide;
Provoking God would like suicide!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 11-22-2009
poem by John Celes
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Great wealth is a gift from heaven; moderate wealth results from frugality.
Wealth Wont Save Your Soul
(e) as we journey along, on (a) lifes wicked (e) road,
So selfish are we, for silver and (b7) gold,
You can (e) treasure your wealth, your (a) diamonds and (e) gold,
But my friends it wont save, your (b7) poor wicked (e) soul.
For when God calls, from his home up on high,
To your earthly wealth, you must say goodbye,
Then its useless to you, if youve strayed from the fold,
For my friend it wont save your poor wicked soul.
The rich man like all, will be judged at that time,
But all of his wealth, will be left behind.
For no matter how much earthly wealth you get hold,
Well my friend it wont save, your poor wicked soul.
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When the world is on fire, on that judgement day,
For all of our wrongs, then we must pay,
But the debt cant be paid, with silver and gold,
No friends it wont save, your poor wicked soul.
song performed by by Hank Williams
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The lust of avarice as so totally seized upon mankind that their wealth seems rather to possess them than they possess their wealth.
quote by Pliny the Elder
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Sonnet- On Earth, Bad Men Seem To Fare Better
The world, threatens the best of righteous men;
Bad men join groups to taunt them all their life;
But upright men have good deeds as haven;
Unhurt and stronger, they emerge from strife.
No doubt, the way things happen, none can bear;
The world believes in lies and pomp and show;
The evil ones appear to mostly fare;
The upright men are caused immense harm/woe.
Even the land for burying dead is sold;
There is no peace of mind and heart and soul;
Ignored are illiterate, the weak and old;
Accruing wealth fast-track is now man's goal.
The fate of fellow-men depends on men;
Some make the earth Heaven, yet miss Heaven.
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: Purify My Soul, O God
I ought to have been more careful long back,
Avoiding sins I needn’t have committed;
I want to curse myself for being slack,
I wish more good deeds I had credited.
God knows my weaknesses, my every thought;
His heart is full of mercy for earthlings;
In devils’ web, I always remained caught;
I’ve grown in wisdom from my short-comings.
O God, give me the time and chances to,
Make up for all the misdeeds of my past;
My sinful castles in the air- undo!
And purify my heart ‘fore I breathe last.
Oh, make my soul alright for Thee to dwell;
And never take me anywhere near Hell.
6-10-2001
poem by John Celes
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