Sonnet: The Vanity of Man
The world is changing very fast indeed,
And things are worsening all the more each day;
And people gloat in vices, sin and greed,
All thinking worldly-wise in his own way.
Stage one wants to protect his own dear skin,
And wants to throw his faults onto others,
Washing publicly his dirty linen;
The honest man suffers but who bothers?
But watches God the wily creatures- men;
He moves His chess pieces rather slowly;
New doors to righteous men, He does open;
He will punish the evil ones, surely.
Some people will not ever change their ways;
But God has numbered their remaining days!
poem by John Celes
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Cults
I will not suffer cults or doctrine,
thats designed to let evil spirits in
to this world, our families,
to manipulate us as they please,
because they're evil,
and so unkind,
they want to get into your mind,
as they're paranoid of being caught,
for doing things they shouldn't ought,
to do to people, young and old,
to leave us empty, feeling cold,
so they can steal your life your gold,
pirate assholes, they will see,
that they will not get the better of me,
and I'll destroy all those that try,
because they've opened my little eye,
to all their evils, their devious ways,
so I will spend the rest of my days,
getting rid of such evil creatures,
pirates, clergy, and false teachers.
and the clans that cause such evil ways,
from NASA and many other planes,
will be removed, sent on their way,
and stop them having their evil ways,
with me and you, and all you love,
and protect your children from such cults,
with evil books and evil bibles,
the like of which promote heathenism,
and ever feuding tribalism
to gain them blood and babies too,
to carry out rites that are not due,
to good and kind people,
to the righteous minds,
so lets get rid of them,
dispell them, and their kind.
poem by Paul G Fisher
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When Will Things Change
the world is unworthy and things countine to be dirty when will things change. when the world is full of mess and people just countine to strees, when will things change. when the streets are some of our homes never knowing why were alone, when will the world change. people cry at night just to give up a fight, when will things change. when you need to cry and you need someone 'why' when will things change.
when the world is sour and people have way to much power, when will things change. crying about the past, the things that never last. when will things change. when the world around you is cold, and shared feelings never seem to bold when will things change. when the world comes at you fast and ever part of your stress continues to last. when will things change.
poem by Katie Patterson
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Sonnet: God is Beside His Righteous Souls
God loves His righteous people immensely,
And cares for them, protecting them always;
The snares of evil men can't harm truly;
With ease, the righteous on earth spend their days!
The Maker wages wars and wins them all;
The righteous feel secure with God beside;
God watches them and hears their every call;
The righteous shun all vices and all pride!
God plans the future of His beloved souls;
Nothing can go amiss in His schedule;
The non-believers are all merely fools;
Awards/ rewards come without any rule!
God will not lose a single righteous soul;
All righteous too have celestial a goal!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-08-12
poem by John Celes
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Change Of Habit
(words & music by b. kaye - b. weisman)
If youre in old habits
Set in your old ways
Changes are a-comin
For these are changing days
And if your head is in the sand
While things are goin on
What you need, what you need,
What you need is a change of habit
Now if youre in the habit
To let your temper fly
When you talk with people
Who dont see eye to eye
And if you dont believe it
Theres a newer world ahead
What you need, what you need,
What you need is a change of habit
A change of habit, a change of outlook
A change of heart, youll be all right
The halls of darkness
Have doors that open
Its never too late
To see the light
So if youre in the habit
Of putting people down
Just because theyre different
From the wrong side of town
Well, dont count on any medals son
Theyre pinning none on you
What you need, what you need,
What you need is a change of habit
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Sonnet- The Bedeviled World
How people change their principles so oft!
How Wolves in sheepskin dressed can kill the flock!
How stooping low can many persons loft!
To crow these days, forgotten has the Cock!
How people speak unnaturally for gain!
How decibels turn soft to achieve things!
How people form a nexus and can feign!
How righteous souls are given just Bee-stings!
The present world just suits the wily lot;
They enjoy life until comes their downfall;
The honest lot is given the back-slot!
How much on swampy ground can bounce a ball?
The present world favors the corrupt folk;
But Egg must have both albumin and yolk!
poem by John Celes
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The Throes of Change
Today, we’re in the throes of change, as men attempt to rearrange,
With ideas that come and go, the ways of life we’ve come to know.
With political change in the wind, proven ways they want to rescind,
Behaviors prescribed by our Lord; the only ones that have endured.
But, like the flower and the grass, all political rhetoric, too will pass,
Even after men’s votes are cast, their imposing plans shall not last.
As many campaigning on our sod, have truly forgotten a Holy God,
In a land so blessed by Him, they instead, support the people’s sin.
Calling their ideas progressive still, while they go against God’s will,
His Righteous will for our land, is a thinking they do not understand.
They’re on the left, not the right, as they stray further from His Light,
They claim to represent everyone, except men who love God’s Son.
God’s Word speaks of their path, as it touches on folly’s aftermath,
Noting the wise lean to the right, as they avoid the folly of the night,
While the foolish, to the left side, where all Godly wisdom is denied,
While ignoring God’s Revelation, men change us into a liberal nation.
Such thinking is an affront to God, Who rules with a Righteous Rod,
Who could very well install over us, a leader who all the liberals trust,
To weaken further a moral base, that is sliding far from God’s Grace,
All because of changing days, which deny all God’s Righteous ways.
(Copyright ©02/2008)
Pieces
Pieces of me, pieces of you, consisting of others
Teachers, friends, coaches, mothers, and fathers.
The older we get, the more we see
Pieces of others, that make up today's me.
Little things that we learnt from years past
Little things to which we now hold fast
Ways to do, views to see, ways to live
Ways to love, grow, to learn and to give
So many people, each with a little contribution
Many of whom never have attribution
For the things they gave, the things they taught.
Things that are priceless, cannot be bought.
Some of them will never know
How much they helped others grow
They will never perceive their influence
Neither will they see the difference.
Pieces of you, pieces of me, rubbing off everywhere
A little on her, and a little on him there
Forever changing their lives, for worse or better
Making them weaker, or making them stronger
So many pieces of you and pieces of me
Please, be careful what they be
Wherever you go, whatever you say or do
Guarantee that something will rub off from you
Never underestimate your words and actions effect
You never know just who you might affect.
poem by Joses Tirtabudi
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Sonnet: The Early Summer
The Summer has begun earlier, this year,
The Sun is scorching already in March;
A few who lived in plenty, live in fear,
Their clothes are stiffer with excess of starch.
Few trees who seemed as Evergreen, are dry,
God makes some stubbled plants to reappear;
A few who enjoyed life, now seem to cry;
Their end is imminent and surely near.
Few trunks that people cut so oft are green,
And growing fast, so luxuriant in ways;
And things are changing fast, so too the Dean,
More truths are coming out with passing days.
The righteous few will rule the place again;
Despite the heat, God gives showers of Rain.
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: The Road For Righteousness Isn’t Easy
When just a child, I thought this world was good,
But never knew that wily were persons,
Who fought amongst for everything to food,
And sinned all life ’gainst God without reasons!
When now adult, I know the world bit well;
The honest ones still suffer for Truth’s sake!
Unfairness, lies have made the world like Hell;
But success to undeserving is fake!
As wise adult, my intuition helps me,
Avoiding vices and evil-doers;
I don’t care for my so called destiny!
I love to be amongst the truth-lovers!
All days cannot remain always breezy;
The road for Righteousness is not easy!
poem by John Celes
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The Clouds of Change Will Bring Rain of Blessings!
Those days of childhood were the best in life -
Life when as kids, despite the wily world;
Our parents saw we got the best comforts;
We were so innocent but enjoyed life!
It was the same when we had joined this place!
The beauty of the campus knew no words;
The working conditions were congenial;
Decades two later, ‘All is not that well! '
Our Institution too seems at cross-roads!
‘Who will now run the place? ' none can predict;
Whoever holds the reins, none can foresee!
All things will have to change for good but when?
Nevertheless, we must do our duty;
This teamwork must go on and never fail;
Integrity and unity, we need;
We should not lose our hearts in the meantime!
Let's do our job with ethics, conscience;
Let's treat our patients all, with tender love;
Let's serve the ailing people with more zeal;
Let's mitigate the sufferings of the poor!
Of course, we have not got our credit due!
The workplace seems unfit to suit our needs;
But duty comes before all things, you see;
Our patients should not suffer for our ills!
Let's serve the sick, suffering, and dying;
Let's not demand any reward, award;
Let's keep the profession's nobility;
Let's do our mite without hesitation!
The God of goodness watches creatures all!
He takes the side of righteous souls on earth;
The arrogant will have their downfalls soon!
Each one of us must labour as birthright!
Good things will happen when seasons are right!
We must not lose our patience anytime;
God will open us newer doors to all;
He knows the time that's ideal and best!
So, do not sulk or turn crestfallen then!
The upright will not go unrewarded;
Each one of us will get our D-day soon;
The clouds of change will bring rain of blessings!
The master must be servant to turn great;
This world of men is interdependent;
Co-operation brings general welfare;
Await the time God plans to bless us all!
All Is Not Well For Now, But Better Things Will Come!
Jai Hind! ‘Happy Independence Day,2012! '
To all STAFF of IRT PMC & H, SoN and RTS, Perundurai
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-8-12
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet- The World Behaves Differently
The world around me looks topsy-turvy;
Men have forgotten God, honesty, love;
The worldly-wise are lazy and envy;
The righteous souls who live God-willed from above.
The world won't encourage the artists new;
Nevertheless, they place hurdles and blocks;
The honest souls these days are found but few;
Loathes the boat at sea, the ship in docks!
The need for wealth goads people to the brink,
Of risks and disasters that maim one's life;
And people hoard for future, food and drink;
There cannot be life without any strife.
And lost has man, his peace of mind and heart;
Discontent always, he tends to depart.
poem by John Celes
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Conservative People
Conservative in their ways and in their thinking they do not embrace change in any way
They fear change as a threat to their existence as conservative through their lives they do stay
They resist change as if change is quite harmful as things were they wish them to remain
Their flawed values of rank and class distinction are things that they do fight hard to retain
Conservative people change not known to welcome on any change they like to have their say
They crave respect for their old ways of thinking whilst respect to those who want change they don't pay
No thanks to them that changes are occuring since they want to keep us tied to the past
They cannot accept that time brings with it changes that nothing as it was does seem to last,
Conservative people always in abundance their type never have been known to be rare
They live in Villages, Towns and in Cities you can meet their kind of person anywhere
To them change is something that should be resisted to the old ways with reverence they do cling
They fear change as much as they do fear the reaper as if indeed change were a dangerous thing
Suppose it takes all kinds to make up humanity and conservative people will always fight change
They look on people who to them are different as those who are untrustworthy and strange.
poem by Francis Duggan
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SONNET: Queries of Life
Why is that people fight o'er little things?
Why is that people act in silly ways?
Why is that people can't take what life brings?
Why is that people live idling most days?
Why is that people forget joys of life?
Why is that people commit sins galore?
Why is that people 'lose their cool' in strife?
Why is that people want and ask for more?
The greed for wealth afills men's hearts and minds;
The aim of life on earth is fast forgot;
The clock of life with labour much, man winds!
God is an endless line; man is a dot!
The search for truth and God is left unsought;
Hence, things go awry when God is forgot!
poem by John Celes
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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.
poem by John Celes
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Can I Dry Clean?
washing the clean linen in dirty water,
makes the clothes to be dirty and colored,
white clothe will invite the color of contrast,
color of the water that it is dipped into.
When we think of the ills and manipulate with evils,
the souls that are born white, will be colored,
when we wash the evil thoughts in evil solutions,
our souls will be soiled, colored and in illusion.
believing the color that we possess is the brightest,
If it is the brightest of white, as white is pure,
then it is all right, even if we are in other colors,
don't worry, it can be bleached to white.
White and black are two extreme colors,
with extreme characters and properties,
when the white reflects everything as good actions,
the black absorbs everything as the mother nature.
Between these two colors,
there are thousands of colors,
blending of seven colors of rain bow,
where we live and be happy and sorrow.
Washing the clean linen of any color,
in the water of dirt and sediment,
will make the linen dirty and soiled,
Where shall we find the clean water,
to wash our dirty souls of multiple colors?
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Numbered Days
Daisy
I never thought Id go
Crazy
But I never thought you so
Until now that I see
All the crazy things youre doing
Why you wanna ruin it
And me?
Counting numbered days
Lately
I think you know its true
Thats it
Its all over, Im through
For a while we can smile
For the people that were passing
And even if theyre asking
We can lie
Counting numbered days
Looks like the sun is gonna set
Know that theres nothing I regret
All the things that I learned
Well, Id like to think I earned it
No need to go and burn it down now
Counting numbered days
Counting numbered days
song performed by by Eels
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Soul-Breakers
Oh! bloody thirsty soul breakers
Oh! manipulative nerve wreckers;
Playing with the beings like puppets,
Relishing their hearts in buffets.
Oh! Self righteous naivete
Don’t treat people as hapless pawns,
Don’t blackout their rose tinged dawns;
Stop thinking, you are beyond his laws,
Stop thinking, you can escape his claws.
Oh leech! Don't increase your karmic debts
Recall Ye! How evil doers wept.
Oh! Sower of the bad karmic seeds,
He longs to punish your talks and deeds;
He waits to strike at opportune time
And to make you pay for your heinous crime.
For the punisher watches from above
And keeps a tab on your talks and moves.
He weaves the whip from sighs of oppressed
And soaks it in tears of depressed.
His lashes produce, weals of adverse times,
And would throw away your blood hued wines.
When he would strike with his thunderbolt,
The mother earth would refuse to hold
The sky would refuse to shelter
And your shanks would run helter-skelter.
So fear oh! Cruel heart breakers,
For he is God, your soul breaker.
Dr Hitesh C Sheth
25/05/09
poem by Hitesh Sheth
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An Advice
An Advice for you my friend
I do not want you to get a heartache
Just because I do care
Keep the doors of your heart always opened for whole
Be generous and love the people as much as you can
Without putting any discriminations or differences between them
Because we all are the same
One thing I want you to be aware of my dear
While you open the doors of your heart
Do not give them 'a sit' at the 'first stage' in your heart
While there is the doubt
May you'll be given
The 'last sit' at their heart's 'back stage'.
Till you prove if they really deserve it or not.
Do not give anyone a 'sit' at the 'first stage' in your heart.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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If I may say
Love comes and goes and it rarely lasts these days
That's one of the things that makes me sad if I may say
It becomes more and more difficult to find a true friend these days
That's one of the things that makes me sad if I may say
Too often siblings fight each other for property these days
That's one of the things that makes me sad if I may say
Greed and desire are what many people nurture these days
That's one of the things that makes me sad if I may say
Moral and ethic less and less people care these days
That's one of the things that makes me sad if I may say
Too many dubious actions and decisions I have seen these days
That's one of the things that makes me sad if I may say
With paper-white mind and evil thoughts astray
How much I yearn for my childhood life left behind so far away.
poem by Henry Chen
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Blame It On The Obvious Ways
All the mistakes I made I made because
I didn't know myself very well
And by this stage I feel like
I really shouldn't know myself
I'm forced into a sponsored silence
Where I'm only paid
If I don't say
What I want to say
Open up your eyes and see
I can't throw it all away
Open up your eyes and see
I can't give it all away
I couldn't even care what you say
Change
You changed everything
And blame it on your obvious ways
I gamble my praises
And threw the jukebox from my favorite phrases
As we cling to the nightclub walls
We whisper the words, we whisper them wrong
So we screamed out the wrong words
Into our own song
And with a kiss that tasted like drugs
Which taste like we'll never ever make it home
Open up your eyes and see
I can't throw it all away
Open up your eyes and see
I can't give it all away
I couldn't even care what you say
Change
You changed everything
And blame it on your obvious ways
Throw me around
First you've got to count me down
Don't you think you should count me down
Before you throw me around
You throw me into another move I can't remake
It changes everything
Open up your arms and say
Give it all away
I couldn't even care what you say
Change
You changed everything
And blame it on your obvious ways
song performed by by Idlewild
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