Sonnet: Our Indian Jawans
For days and nights, they stay awake on end,
Trekking, marching, trudging, climbing terrain;
And strain their eyes to shoot and thus defend,
In marshy-land, forest, snow, sun or rain.
Though life was luxurious in times of peace,
’Tis war-time now, how life has become sad!
With scanty food, drink, clothes but much disease,
They move about some turning nearly mad.
This is the life of our Indian Jawans!
A life of sacrifice for country’s sake;
None can predict who lives/ dies, when peace dawns;
Each soldier fights with heart and soul, not fake.
Hats off, salute and sing a song of praise!
They die to make us live with happy face.
5-29-2002 by Dr John Celes
dedicated to my brothers in the frontiers
who die so that we may live!
poem by John Celes
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India’s 63rd Independence Day – a Pledge
India is our land, our Motherland!
Sacred are the soil, water and air;
All Indians are our brothers, sisters;
We love our nation great and care.
Our nation is not rich but isn’t poor;
We love its vastness and its heritage;
We are proud to be called Indians;
We will usher a golden new age.
We love our home where we were born;
We trust in God and work for global peace;
We want amity among nations all;
We pray to God that wars may cease.
We want to live in harmony;
We want to progress very fast;
We want to help all those who need;
Our bickering is things of the past.
We will not force nor allow foes;
We toil to reach the moon and stars;
We stand united in joys and woes;
We pledge our lives for nation’s sake.
The Indian heart has love for life;
The Indian soul is kind from birth;
The Indian welcomes any strife;
The Indian brain is best on earth.
We are a nation proud and good;
We want to share our love and peace;
We brook not outside interference;
Impenetrable is our nation’s defence!
Jai Hind! Jai Bharat! Jai Indian!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 15-08-2009
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: Life’s Like This
At times, life appears too complex indeed;
At other times, it appears so simple;
And sometimes problems appear like a weed;
Which is best place to pray- home or temple?
And no one knows the ideal ways of life;
No one knows the road aright to take;
And no one knows how best to combat strife;
And no one knows the genuine from the fake.
But at times, we walk; sometimes, we tend to run;
Life’s mysteries, no one can ev’r fathom;
We keep going to be in rain or sun;
Some dreams come true; others remain phantom.
Realities of life, all will have to face;
Sometimes, we feel caught as if in a maze.
6-2-2002 by Dr John Celes
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: To the Freshly Joined Medicos
You are the very cream of society,
Awaiting change from adolescent stage;
You ought to learn to live in amity,
And read with fervor from Life’s Book, each page.
Life has become so different in these days!
Gone are the morals, sense of values too;
One can live his life in so many ways;
But remember, your God is watching you.
Your labor will be rewarded someday;
Let despair not engulf your heart and mind;
Ignore the evil things that people say;
In truth and virtues, solace you will find.
A doctor’s job’s a noble profession!
Pollute it not in life by corruption.
7-22-2002 by Dr John Celes
Dedicated to the freshly joined Medicos
Of IRT PMC&H, Perundurai, T.N., , INDIA
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‘Happy Birthday, Mahatma Gandhiji! ’
Our Father of the Indian soil,
You got us freedom with your toil;
All life, you burnt the midnight-oil;
Your Freedom Struggle, none could foil!
What simple life, you led on earth!
Your humbleness was seen from birth;
Such greatness stands always a dearth;
To you, all Indians owe our mirth!
O Mahatma, you’re live today,
In hearts of earthlings to this day;
You showed an exemplary way;
Your sacrifice, none can repay!
Although you were a simple boy,
You won us freedom we enjoy;
You persevered with your own ploy,
And made the British gun, a toy!
Your love for us, we won’t forget;
Great men like you, may we beget;
Free nation from all foreign debt;
To you, we owe our lives, we bet!
May heaven give you lasting peace;
May global Indians live with ease;
May earthlings live without disease;
May wars on earth totally cease!
We love you Father Gandhiji!
We’ll live upto your dreams surely;
We miss you very much truly;
We promise to do our duty!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-10-2009
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On the Demise of Your Beloved Spouse…
Today, a suffering soul is free
From pain and strife of every kind;
God heard her prayers finally,
And freed her body, soul and mind!
The world doesn't know of your lady,
But you spent time and cared for her;
Today your world may look empty,
As your heart feels love lost forev'r!
A marriage is in heaven made;
What God had joined had long well stayed;
The love ‘midst spouses cannot fade,
As plans of God's are too well laid!
Now is the time to pray a lot
For your wife's soul to rest in peace;
In life, her war was quite well fought,
To free herself from her disease.
The separation means one thing:
‘Our earthly life will cease some day! '
The good times with her, you must sing,
And keep your grief and loss at bay.
All good or bad things see their end;
The good we do rescues our soul;
To God's decrees, we must all bend,
And in His ways, we play our role!
Though death is just a parting phase,
As we prepare to see God's face,
Let's do our duty to our race,
And find our way out of life's maze!
A much loved one is lost today;
The loss is great, leaving a void;
But with each one, God has His way;
We gotta live well in this world!
We got to live as per His code;
We must obey Him, young or old;
We must do all that God has told;
We must face death though weary, bold:
Like sheep with shepherd, join the fold!
Fondly dedicated to a doctor friend's
beloved wife's demise
Copyright by Dr John Celes 20-04-12
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Worth Dying For
Though you might not like who I am
You might even hate me to the core
But one thing I can tell you my brothers
Jesus said that I, was worth dying for.
As when they placed him upon the cross
And then nailed him onto that board
Jesus closed his eyes and spoke to GOD
And said that I, was worth dying for.
So now as I walked down any road
My soul is so happy and my heart is free
As I know that to myself that I am loved
And its by someone, that you cannot see.
I have sinned and been sinned upon
But that type of life I want it no more
As I live my life right, like the bible says
That's why Jesus said, I was worth dying for.
I live my life with a smile upon my face
And also with a happy song inside my heart
As I know that I am loved by GOD himself
And from him I could never or will ever part.
Now when I wake up each and every morning
As no one knows what in life is in store
But happy am I, as I enter each and every day
As I know Jesus said, that I was worth dying for.
So I sing my praise unto you my lord
As I thank you for what you’ve done for me
You gave me life and you gave me hope
And then you gratefully pointed out my destiny.
So this I tell you all my friends and my foes
As you wait or think from just the day before
Look at your life as you look into your soul,
And now think; were you worth dying for.
Randy L. McClave
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Sonnet: Just Think Awhile, Man
Tho’ Hercules or Samson, one must die!
And leave the world after God-granted time;
But there aren’t many things in which we vie;
Each one must try to make his life sublime.
Our strength will fail us one day while on earth;
Our beauty cannot stay as such for long;
We can’t maintain forev’r a youthful girth;
Some day surely it ends our earthly-song!
Yet, happy is the man with peace of mind,
And happier is he still whose heart is pure;
And happiest is the soul of man unsinned;
A place in Heaven, God will us ensure.
Why waste life-time in things of earthly mould?
Our Shepherd Good wants us back in His fold.
9-24-2002
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: A Sterile Person
I am a river-bed that’s dry for long;
There was no rain in the mountains up-stream;
Neither is there melting of snow, bird-song;
Utterly shattered is my watery-dream.
I am a barren desert formed from ground;
My lips are parched as rains can never come;
My verdure gone, men look at me dumbfound;
A sea of sand, I cannot one welcome.
I am a tree with leaves and no flowers;
I am a tree with flowers, yet no fruit;
I have not changed despite many showers;
Oh, how I wish I could sever my root.
But live I must despite my barren life!
For my soul’s sake, suffer I must more strife.
7-1-2002 by Dr John Celes
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Who Is Truly Great?
Great is one who humbles oneself;
Great is one who accomplishes without expectations;
Great is one who labors for others’ welfare;
Great is one who struggles for a noble cause;
Great is one who gives his life for his Maker’s sake;
Great is one who sacrifices his precious life for truth’s sake;
Great is one who takes the road least taken;
Great is one who climbs life’s steep hills;
Great is one who treads dangerous paths for mankind’s progress;
Great is one who risks his life unduly to save others’ lives;
Great is one who although born or made handicapped does extra-ordinary feats;
Great is one who scales heights of achievements rarely done by others;
Great is one who toils in sleep-hours too for mankind’s upliftment;
Great is one who racks his brain to find a cure for a crippling disease;
Great is one who shuns selfishness for the cause of his poorer brethren;
Great is one who dies so that others can live in peace;
Great is one who lives not for oneself but others;
Great is one who loves and forgives his worst foe;
Great is one who leads life in accordance with the Word of God!
(4-13-2007)
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: Upon the Christian's Heart
Upon each Christian's heart is etched by God,
The Ten Commandments that He gave Moses;
And disobedience's mortal sin with rod;
And after-life with God, He thus looses!
Each Christian's heart has knowledge of God's love;
The Father gave His Son's life for man's sake;
By keeping all Commandments, we then prove
Our love for Jesus is true and not fake!
And when you keep the Ten Commands all life,
Your soul stays pure, ready for heaven's gate;
God raises you each time you fall in strife;
You are well dressed for Bridegroom's Banquet Date!
Happy's the Christian who keeps God's tenets;
And when he dies, he leaves without regrets!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 27-02-12
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: War Gives Not Peace
Why waste your time in a useless battle?
Why sacrifice much lives in winning one?
Why herd your sons to frontiers like cattle?
Why live a wretched life till it is won?
Why maim thyselves and other men so grave?
Why leave behind widows, mothers sans sons?
Why progress to thy nation thou deprave?
Ain't there ways to settle disputes sans guns?
Oh stupid men, thy war should be within;
In thy mind, heart and soul 'gainst the devil;
No peace can come by ceaseless wars and sin;
Ye fight to live, not perish 'gainst evil.
God made all things to share and to enjoy;
In Peaceful Co-existence lies true joy.
poem by John Celes
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Tired Old Country Song
Regi price/jl vanderford
Another day, another night
Another tired old country song
You know, I sing of love delight
But I know its all wrong
The life I live out on the road
Is one I swear no one could love
Yet I feel I must go on
And sing this tired
This tired old country song
I move around from place to place
But all the towns look just the same
I see the same old face
Losin still my claim to fame
Ill sing the guitar blues
Drink my drink and pay the dues
Then I guess Ill ramble on
And sing this tired
This tired old country song
Why did I have to compromise
To reach my piece of the fame?
Life could have been so different
In that eight to five game
So I guess Ill settle down
Get my feet back on the ground
Once a country star
Now Im just a country clown
Hang my guitar on the wall
I wont need it anymore
For I think the time has come
To end this tired
This tired old country song
To end this tired
This tired old country song
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Sonnet: Excess is bad
Oh, how much food can man ingest a day?
When excess spells disease, shortens lifespan!
How much of drink can he consume en way?
When lips are no more parched and thirst leaves man!
How much of luxury can man enjoy?
When pain threshold is falling day by day!
How much of sex can fill man’s heart with joy?
When lust unleashed, he cannot keep at bay!
How much desire can man satisfy?
For, time is short and vices strangle him!
How much of sins must man commit to die?
And make his life on Earth and Heaven dim.
Good deeds and virtues, man must multiply!
Cost of the berth for Soul with One most High.
5-23-2002 by Dr John Celes
poem by John Celes
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The Soldier Fights
the soldier fights for the hippys rights to protest against that soldier
the soldier fights for the politions rights to send that soldier to war
the soldier fights for buisness mans rights to make money
the soldier fights for the policemans rights to arrest that soldier
the soldier fights for school kids right to know about past soldiers
the soldier fights to so that you may all sleep at night
the soldier fights for religion so that you may all belive what you wish
And yet the soldier fights on
the soldier fights for his flag, for his country, for his life
To The Wild Country
This song appears on five albums, and was first released on the I want to live album, and has also been recorded on the earth songs, country classics, the very best ofjohn denver (single cd) an
John denver collection - rocky mountain high albums.
There are times I fear I lose myself
I dont know who I am
I get caught up in the struggle and the strain
With my back against a stonewall
My finger in the dam
Losin strength and goin down again
And I take a look around me
My eyes cant find the sun
Theres nothing wild as far as I can see
Then my heart turns to alaska
And freedom on the run
I can hear her spirit callin me
To the mountains, I can rest there
To the rivers, I will be strong
To the forest, Ill find peace there
To the wild country, where I belong
Oh, I know some times I worry
On worldly ways and means
And I can see the future killing me
On a misbegotten highway
Of prophecies and dreams
A road to nowhere and eternity
And I know its just changes
Yes, and mankind marchin on
I know we cant live in yesterday
But compared to what were losin
And what it means to me
Id give my life and throw the rest away
To the mountains, I can rest there
To the rivers, I will be strong
To the forest, Ill find peace there
To the wild country, where I belong
To the wild country, where I belong
Words and music by john denver
song performed by by John Denver
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What you are to me
You are an island in my sea of sorrow.
Baby if you leave me now where shall I go?
My life is like a desert
You are its oasis.
Please let me live in your heart
You are my only bliss.
My life is like winter nights
You are warm clothes to me.
My life is like bitter fights
You are my harmony.
My life is like rainy days
You are like my shelter.
My life is like zigzag ways
You are like my sports car.
poem by Asif Andalib
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New Year 2012, a Christian Message
Though born in dark hours, New Year shall be bright,
As Jesus Christ is Truth and Way and Light;
Don’t worry for today’s worries are much;
Just pray to God to give the soothing touch!
The Almighty has plans to bless New Year;
Just live your life soul-wise and loving dear;
If thoughts be cleaner, sins be lesser, Man,
Then change your life for better, God’s grace can!
God gave some strife in Old Year for our good;
His Word’s enough for earthly livelihood;
The God of love will bless you immensely,
If you fix heart’s gaze to eternity!
God is the Master of the universe;
He is sole Lord; not wealth or money-purse;
To God, all things are possible with ease;
His only Son brought joy to man and peace!
Take up your cross in life and follow Christ;
You will be sin-free, not satan-enticed;
Aim for treasures in heaven that’s priceless;
Your earthly bliss shall grow to be boundless!
So, live a life in New Year as God wants;
Say thanks and praise the Lord by hymns and chants;
God cares for all giving both sun and rain;
Spend time in prayer more – a boon, not bane!
Let good men lead lives better than they must;
God undoes rods and frees those hearts accursed;
Have trust in Him who loved you when He made;
Your earthly good deeds will bear fruits, not fade!
‘Happy New Year,2012! ’
Fondly dedicated to my family, relatives and friends
Copyright by Dr John Celes 01-01-12
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60th Republic Day Celebrations in India (Jan 26th 2010)
Unfurl the tricolor flag, Indians!
And hoist it high upon the mast;
And let it move in freedom’s wind;
And make the country, Indians, proud!
Salute the national flag, Indians!
And sing the song of freedom’s love!
Remember how freedom was won
By Fighters’ Struggle, sacrifice!
Pray for the lives lost in the fight,
And emulate their examples;
Learn to be patriotic more,
And do your duty with fervor.
Take oath to serve our motherland;
Bharat is home of Indians;
We love its varied heritage;
All Indians are our fellowmen!
Let’s foster love, peace, harmony;
Let’s make the country better still;
Let’s unite against terrorism;
Let’s make India, a nation strong!
Jai Hind! Jai Bharat!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-26-2010
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Sonnet: A Village-life is Better
A city-life has gone to dogs these days,
With problems of water, shelter and food;
The cost of living has gone up always;
The ‘luxury’ cannot keep one’s health good!
A village-life is far better to all;
Tho’ time ticks slowly, health is at its peak;
Yet, love and courtesy is maintained tall;
A simple livelihood, most farmers eke.
But still, men throng the cities all the time,
To live a discontented, worthless life?
And neither are the mind and soul sublime;
Man struggles much to combat daily strife.
So, why can’t men be level-headed then,
And live ’midst Nature’s plants, beasts, birds like wren?
8-2-2002
poem by John Celes
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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
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