Sonnet: On Obedience
If you had been so good that you
Obeyed your parent’s wishes, then,
Be glad you did as Christ did do,
And walked upon road to heaven.
If you had prayed to God from heart,
And did your duty as Christ did,
Don’t you worry when you depart,
For you had done just what God bid.
If you had tried avoiding sin,
But fell victim to tempter’s calls,
God will help you finally win,
As Christ raises you from your falls.
Obey the codes that God had set;
Eternity is what you get!
Fondly dedicated to my niece,
Mrs. Jubilla Richard, on her birthday
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-8-2010
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Life of a Roman Catholic Priest
A priest is nearest Christ;
A priest is Christ at times;
A priest is almost Christ;
A priest is most divine.
A priest is God’s shepherd;
A priest must tend to flock;
A priest must be like ‘rock’;
A priest should ne’er defrock.
A priest communes with God;
A priest draws hope from Lord;
A priest shows love of Christ;
A priest carries His Cross!
A priest is tempted too;
A priest has falls in life;
A priest falters also;
A priest has strength from Christ.
A priestly job is tough;
A priest’s life can turn rough;
A priest has strife enough,
But has to smile and laugh!
A priest helps harvest souls;
A priest has many roles;
A priest has but one goal –
To drink from Christ’s own bowl!
Pray that more priests should come;
May priests curb their freedom;
May priest usher Kingdom;
A life for Christ’s welcome.
Fondly dedicated to Rev. Fr. Xavier Claudius,
Beloved Parish priest, ‘Holy Family Church, Perundurai
Copyright by Dr John Celes 25-7-2010
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Let love of Jesus Christ…
Let love of Jesus Christ
Goad you to spread the Word
Across the world to all
And gather souls for God.
Let love of Jesus Christ
Help you to sacrifice
Your life to follow Him
On the road to heaven.
Let love of Jesus Christ
Make you carry your cross
And walk in the footsteps
Of Christ to Calvary.
Let love of Jesus Christ
Serve to encounter Him
In miraculous ways
Reinforcing your faith.
Let love of Jesus Christ
Help you to realize
The aim of earthly life
Is keeping soul sinfree.
Let love of Jesus Christ
Help you to sing and pray
For conversion of souls
And that more may see God!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 9-6-2010
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When Christ-centred…
Athirst for Christ,
Must we live first!
With faith and hope,
As things, we cope.
With soul all pure,
And grace as cure,
We march ahead,
Until we're dead.
With mind, heart clean,
And divine scene,
And body cleansed,
Prayers incensed.
‘Our lord is Judge;
We need not budge,
Away from faith, '
God's Word saith!
Our war is won
When in Christ, born;
Why to worry,
Or feel sorry?
With Christ beside,
In God abide,
Let Him decide,
Life's every tide!
Our road is clear;
Heaven is near;
We need not fear
Or ever tear!
The righteous shine,
And will be fine,
As Good Shepherd,
Guides us by Word!
Heaven is nigh
And is no lie;
We need not shy
In Christ, to die.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 27-08-12
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Little Flower of Jesus Christ - ‘St. Therese of Lisieux
O little Flower of Jesus Christ!
How young and yet so wise, you turned!
And showed the world that heaven's first;
For love of Christ, your heart well burned!
You had your way, when pampered young;
The clarion call of God, you heard;
Though suff'ring from TB of lung,
You changed a cloistered divine bird!
How sad you lost four sisters, mom!
Their demise hurt your heart profound;
But then, you did Jesus welcome,
And turned earth heavenly a ground!
In just short span of life on earth,
You proved ‘like children' all must live
In love of God, and right from birth;
In to will of heaven, we must give!
For sake of Christ, you lived your life;
And preached that love was one thing prime,
That helps us through, our joys and strife,
And live Christ-centred for life-time!
O saint and Doctor of the church!
Pray that all sinners well repent;
No soul for want of light must lurch,
But walk in heaven's road, God-lent!
Fondly dedicated to the poetess-nun, St.Therese of Lisieux! '
Copyright by Dr John Celes 30-08-12
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Easter
On Christmas day
Was born a babe,
Who brought forth joy
And peace on earth.
On Easter day,
Lord Christ, who died,
Came back to life
All on his own.
Prophets had died;
Saints too had died;
Great men had died;
But none returned.
Just Jesus Christ
Rose on third day;
He won over death,
And Satan lost.
The death of Christ,
Resurrection,
Victory o’er death
Brought redemption-
For all mankind,
For endless time;
Heaven was now
Open to all.
Sinners who say
‘I’m sorry, God,
And repent well,
Can avoid hell’
Christ paid the price
Of mankind’s sins
By death on cross,
And his suffering.
When we do sins,
They wound the Lord,
And hurt him more
And make him sore,
Let’s rise with Christ;
Renounce Satan,
His pomps and works;
Live for Christ’s sake.
Heaven is ours.
Christ is the way;
He is the Truth;
He is the Light.
Let’s follow Christ
To Calvary;
And heaven-wards:
ETERNITY!
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Learn From The Holy Bible:
About the God of creation;
About His Kingdom called Heaven;
About His angels and saints;
About His glory and power.
About the narrow road to Heaven;
About the broad paths to hell;
About His Ten Commandments;
About the need to avoid sins.
About the prophets and their prophecies;
About true stories that occurred before Christ;
About the infinite mercy of God;
About His just punishments as well.
About the love of God for man;
About the birth, death and resurrection of His Son, Jesus Christ;
About the Last Judgment Day;
About the second coming of Christ.
About the need to repent for our sins;
About the forgiveness of sins;
About how to live a good Christian life;
About the end of the world!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-29-2008
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Man’s God’s Vessel of Special Make!
God doesn’t allow us problems, we can’t take;
He won’t abandon us nor us forsake;
Accept your yoke and cross for Lord Christ’s sake;
But be alert, righteous, always awake!
‘Take up your cross and follow me! ’ Christ spake;
Let Tempter’s craftiness come in our wake;
No crocodile can harm us in a lake;
Though clay vessel, we are God’s special make.
Let sufferings come, travail and pain or ache;
We cannot eat as well as keep the cake;
Why mix more flour, if we can’t surely bake?
The Holy Spirit shows us what is fake!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-11-2010
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Good Friday!
For the love of Jesus Christ,
I must never sin again;
For His sufferings, death on cross,
I must lead a holy life.
For Christ’s precious blood shed then,
I must abhor every sin;
For the kindness shown by God,
Let me now renounce Satan.
For the God who loves me more
Than what truly I deserve,
Let me carry my own cross,
On the road to Calvary.
For the God who chose me to
Have a Christian birth on earth,
Let me sacrifice my life
Until my very last breath.
For the God who died for me,
And redeemed the worst sinner,
Lord, I offer myself as,
Christ makes me a clear winner.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-2-2010
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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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Obituary: To My Beloved Parents
My Dear Dad:
From humble beginnings, my dad
Rose up by sheer struggle in life,
And turned a teacher to serve God,
Uncorrupted and straightforward.
He kept God first, within his heart,
And did his earthly duty, part
Unflinchingly, undauntedly,
And showed the world, his love for Christ!
Oh, what a fine man, my dad was!
He loved his brethren like himself;
He did not care for his own life;
He did his part for sake of Christ.
The wealth he made was his children;
His air of pride was his good wife;
He smiled while facing life’s troubles;
He bore his cross and followed Christ.
He stood steadfast in honesty;
He taught the pupil worst in class;
He towered high with confidence;
He would not dither from his God.
My Dear Mum:
And in his task, his wife joined him,
A pious lady from the start;
She did her duty to husband
And children without second thought.
She loved her family members all,
And kept the harmony intact;
She prayed fervently throughout life,
And waded safely through all strife.
A workaholic, all her life,
She helped her children’s assignments,
Encouraging souls all alike,
To walk on ‘heaven’s road on earth’.
She was a lovely mum and wife;
She eased her bread-winner’s worries;
She loved to do much charity;
She lived beyond ninety-three age!
We children are so proud of both;
They earned their heaven here on earth;
They both lived exemplary lives;
We pray we’ll meet in God’s abode!
God, make that day soon possible;
The life on earth worthlessly goes;
Oh, how we wish to see and speak
To dad and mum, in heav’n above!
Dedicated to my dear dad, (late) A.T.Antoniswami,
And dear mum, (late) Stella Thangamarie
Copyright by Dr John Celes 24-06-2010
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‘Happy Birthday! ' Dear Mary, Mother of Christ.
Blest is the virgin child who rose
To be, Christ's mother upon earth,
Although immaculate by birth,
And through her fiat, though God chose!
Blest is the womb that bore Jesus,
‘Immanuel' or ‘God with us! '
For although vexed in mind and heart,
Obeying God, she did her part!
Blest is the disciple of Christ,
Who made Him do miracles first;
And shared His agony till cross,
With sorrowful heart, by His loss!
Blest is the Eve who's Heaven's Queen,
With stars upon her crown for sheen,
Who intercedes for sinners all,
Who repent and obey God's call!
Blest is the Lady God-favoured;
To those who pray, she keeps her word;
Recite the rosary and see,
The world of men, transformed holy!
We wish you ‘Happy Birthday' Mother dear;
Heaven rejoicing today, let's all hear;
When we succumb to death, may you be near,
And preserve soul from mortal sin's great fear!
Dedicated lovingly to the Blessed Mary, ever Virgin!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-09-12
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Jesus Tempted
“The Tempter tempts the Creator –
Lord Jesus Christ, the Son of God.
The Lord was just a man like us
But lived a sin-free life on earth.”
The Spirit then took Jesus Christ
Into the desert for some days;
For forty days and forty nights,
He fasted and fervently prayed.
And in that weary state of mind
And body when Christ Jesus lay,
The Tempter Satan came beside
To test the Lord and make Him prey!
Oh, what a time, the Tempter chose
To try to bait the Lord Jesus!
He didn’t spare ev’n the Son of God,
And chose His weakest moment too.
‘Oh, you must be so hungry now!
Why don’t you turn these stones to bread?
Oh, what a suggestion to make
Reminding Christ, His powers divine! ’
The wily Satan thought Jesus
Would succumb to his proposal;
But Jesus knew why Father sent
Him to be born as man on earth.
‘Man does not live by bread alone,
But by each word that God utters, ’
said Jesus to the Tempter and
Got over His first temptation.
Then Satan took Christ up the roof
Of Jerusalem temple high,
And urged Him to jump down at once,
For angels would prevent His hurt!
‘Don’t test thy Lord, ’ the Scripture says,
said Jesus Christ to Satan then.
Satan showed Him the wealth on earth,
Promised Him if He worshipped him.
But Jesus spoke sternly to Him –
‘Thou shalt worship thy Lord alone! ’ –
the scripture says, ‘Oh, don’t you know;
Begone then Satan, ’ and he left.
Then Jesus felt truly hungry;
Angels ministered unto Him.
The Tempter failed deceiving Christ,
And Jesus won full victory.
When Satan can tempt Christ Himself,
All mankind is his soft target;
Temptations come to every man;
Yet, we mustn’t fall a prey to them!
Our faith in God must remain strong;
We ought to stay alert all life;
The Holy Spirit within us
Will help to ward off every strife.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-1-2009
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In Lent …
Read the word of God and act;
Bear your cross and follow Christ;
Reflect upon your sins of past;
Renew your fellowship with Christ.
Through Virgin Mary, reach Jesus;
Develop your bond of love with Christ;
Pray that this year passes on well;
Win the war against satan.
Copyright y Dr John Celes 3-13-2009
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An Echoing Sadness
Sad is the word to best describe, this feeling I have echoing inside,
Even though Christ lives there, and I know that He really does care.
It is something that on the outside, that today I simply can not hide.
There is an absence of joy within, when I take my mind off of Him.
It is then that the peace in my heart, from within begins to depart.
It’s the same peace, that one day, will in my heart eternally stay.
But in this world filled with grief, I can lose my focus and peace.
But with The Lord deep inside, His presence will not always hide.
So when my world becomes bleak, it’s Christ’s face I must seek,
And in time Christ will restore, that awesome peace of The Lord.
Circumstances can play a part, in the role of peace in my heart.
But friend, this just will not be, if I focus on Christ and Eternity.
For this is not my ultimate home, this darkened earth that I roam,
I need to be fixed on Christ above, for His presence and His love.
My friend, I don’t know why it is, that my heart does get like this.
But I know that in times like this, Christ is my God and I am His.
Whatever mind I may be in, He’s the same as He’s always been.
And if I have a troubled heart, Christ as my friend, will not depart.
Christ will stay right by my side, and it is in Him that I will abide,
As God, Christ is not denied, and He will restore my peace inside.
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Lenten Reflections!
When every time I’ve got to fast,
My hunger pangs then seizes me,
I feel so weak and terrible,
Until I eat or drink something!
When every time I make up mind
To keep away from every sin,
The Tempter comes with new techniques,
And makes me fall in sin again!
When every time I reset life,
And repent for my sins of past,
And try to lead a perfect life,
The Tempter baits me with a snare!
When every time I talk to God,
And ask His forgiveness for sins,
And make a promise not to sin,
The Tempter goads me break accord.
When every time I walk with God,
Reminded of His unique love,
And try to keep the Heaven’s road,
The Tempter makes me go astray!
When every time I suffer fall,
The Tempter laughs and mocks at me;
’Tis God who comes to lift me up,
Consoling and comforting me!
Why then should not I follow Christ,
My Savior, who died for my sins?
He brought the earth so nigh Heaven,
Welcoming sinners who repent.
Lent time is to go nearer God;
Lenten desert gives grace to souls;
Lent makes our hearts and minds purer;
Lent affords chance to gain Heaven.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-3-2010
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Calvary
The Cross of Christ laid on the ground
And Jesus closed His eyes,
His beating heart the only sound
That He could realise...
They held Him down and nailed Him fast
As He screamed out in pain,
His blood ran cold, for now, at last,
He knew He would be slain...
The Cross of Christ was hoisted up,
With Him, the Romans' toy,
They offered Him the drug-filled cup,
Some mercy to employ...
But He refused to dull the ache,
The horror and the fear,
He knew the sacrifice to make
And kept it pure and clear...
The Cross of Christ was where He stayed,
No angels rescued Him,
They humbly watched as Christ obeyed
Before God's seraphim...
The Father stared from Heaven's Throne,
At Christ who wore a crown,
Forced there by Roman hearts of stone,
Now gambling for His gown...
The Cross of Christ was hid from sight
As God's Love looked away
And turned that sacred day to night
As He kept tears at bay...
One angel wept, then all joined in
And God wept tears as well.
This was the sacrifice for sin...
So we'd not go to Hell...
The Cross of Christ was where He died,
That place called Calvary,
That green hill far away supplied,
That haunts eternity...
That day when Mary's heartbeat stopped
In unison yet lived,
That time the Saviour's head had dropped,
With death His precious gift...
The Cross of Christ still bore His Blood,
Though Christ was in His tomb
And God observed that holy flood,
With hatred and with gloom...
Yet Christ had prayed, forgive them all,
They know not what they do...
So God sent preachers like Saint Paul,
Because Christ died... for you...
Denis Martindale, copyright, November 2010.
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All for Jesus (Song)
All for Jesus' sake, I offer,
All my joys, sorrows and grief;
He has carried on His shoulder
Cross with sins of all people!
Refrain:
‘Let me follow Christ; Let me follow Him;
He is Lord of all creation,
Let me follow Christ.'
Let me walk in shadow of cross
That Christ carried for our sins;
He shed all His blood for our sake,
So that we may gain heaven!
Refrain:
Let me live in piety and
Ask Christ to forgive my sins;
Let me endure my sufferings;
He will take me to heaven!
Refrain:
Copyright by Dr John Celes 26-10-2012
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Life of St. Padre Pio of Pietrelcina (in verse)
A baby boy was born
To peasants, one fine morn;
And christened Francesco,
A day after birth, Oh!
Much pious was the lad,
In world so very bad;
He prayed a lot in life,
And didn’t mind any strife!
He loved to be a priest,
And work for Jesus Christ;
And loved the cassock brown
Of Capuchins in town!
He talked with Christ each day,
And guardian angel Fay;
And Mother Mary too –
His duty well, to do!
He joined the Friary,
As per his wish-diary;
And took his priestly vows,
In Capuchin’s main House!
He lived a humble life,
Despite his sickness rife;
And saw Christ in his dreams:
All crucified, it seems!
He chose the suff’ring way;
And so, in illness lay;
He took the prayer-key,
Opening Eternity!
God gave him unique gifts,
And spiritual uplifts;
He wrought miracles great,
And kept soul like clean slate.
He was a good preacher;
He was a good teacher;
And said the Holy Mass;
Heard confessions, Alas!
He loved the Holy Cross;
Christ Jesus was his boss;
He prayed the Rosary
Fervently to Mary.
He lived to ripe old age,
And turned to be a sage;
They saw him in places
Afar, with love’s gazes.
He used to tell others:
Pray, Hope – sisters, brothers;
And don’t worry at all:
God lifts you if you fall.
‘Confess your sins’, he said;
‘Fill soul with grace instead;
Avoid Almighty’s rod,
And take more souls to God.’
Christ’s stigmata, he had:
The wounds painfully bled;
But just before his death,
They healed with his last breath!
Christ’s stigmata, He bore,
For fifty years or more;
The crucifix, he held
All life, as God’s love welled!
Close to his heart, the Cross –
Yes, Jesus was his boss!
His love of God was great;
For sins, he had a hate.
A poor friar, he was,
And toiled for divine cause;
Despite a not good health,
But virtues – his one wealth!
God made him ‘Blessed’ soon,
And canonized him – boon
To Capuchin’s order,
That spread his good odor!
Even the earth, may be,
Without the sun surely;
But Holy Mass is one
Sacrifice of God’s Son!
Lovingly dedicated to St. Padre Pio
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-20-2008
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R.I.P: Mom's Death Anniversary,2012
This day, my mother died, two years ago;
It was not shocking as she was too old;
Yet, we could not get over her demise;
Her life and death were holy on the whole!
She lived for Christ and did her duties well;
Her example was worth emulating;
But it was hard to know she was no more;
God gave her happy days until the end!
A mom like her is rare indeed to find;
The way she went about her chores was great;
She prayed a lot whenever she found time;
She trained her children all to be like her!
A cheerful lady always to the core;
Despite her woes, she encouraged others;
In charity, she drew a lot of bliss;
God was foremost in life on earth throughout!
A lovely mother, world could envy much;
A heart of love that swathed the neighbourhood;
A soul that did her many roles with love;
A lady with a remarkable verve!
Until her last, she was not bed-ridden;
All through her life, she tried consoling all;
She toiled incessantly for sake of Christ;
She took her cross and followed Him all life!
A glorious figure, children rarely see!
A mother unforgettable, beloved;
A friend and teacher to her children born;
A voice that guided children to heaven!
May God bless her with eternity soon!
May God reward her ably for her deeds!
May God help her children follow her ways!
May God unite us all some day again!
Fondly dedicated tribute to our beloved mother,
By all her children living today 27-04-2012
Copyright by Dr John Celes 27-04-12
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Sonnet: The Pope’s (Benedict XVI) Visit to America,2008
Vicar of Jesus Christ on earth- The Pope
Comes to remind Americans about
Renewing faith in God, the only hope
To every nation, without any doubt.
Progress, peace, prosperity- are all things
Bestowed on people who believe in Christ,
Who is the truth, light, way to more blessings
That comes from Heaven (God) in the Highest.
No mighty nation stays always with pow’r,
Unless the people pray to God by heart;
No man is imperishable, a flow’r;
All human beings must one day depart.
God chooses leaders, kings as per His choice-
The victor listens to Almighty’s voice!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-16-2008
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