Sonnet: Think Less: Work More!
Don’t think of things you can’t well think about;
So many things our minds can’t ponder still;
The wise won’t waste their precious time in doubt;
Reveal in His own time most things, God will!
No one can delve in any field to depths;
God made each creature with a perfect touch;
According to our labor, yield results;
The human brain has limitations much.
There is no point in thinking endlessly;
Our time on earth is finite and too short;
Our duty must be done most selflessly;
Our days of life are leased by God, not bought!
So, spend your days most usefully, O man!
To change our destiny, only God can!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 6-8-2006
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Sonnet: Leave All Things to God!
Sometimes, some things don’t happen as we wish;
However long we brood, we can’t know why?
There is no point in being more selfish;
Such things are better left to God on high!
Why waste our precious time in thinking deep?
We have our limitations to discern;
Why spoil our mental harmony and sleep?
God’s ways are at times difficult to learn!
When things don’t happen as expected, then
Remember that God has a plan for you;
Be patient and don’t jump over the fen!
A miracle God certainly will do!
All human faculties are fallible;
God’s ways of doing things, infallible!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-9-2006
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Sonnet: Why Waste …?
Why waste your voice, extolling men on earth,
Who don’t deserve the smallest praise, you give?
Why waste your life in earthly aims since birth,
When there are better things for which to live?
Why waste your talents, earning name and fame,
When nothing we can take back when we die?
Why waste your precious days in acts of shame,
When we can thank the Lord and God, Most High?
Why waste your labor, building things that break,
When you can share the love of God with all?
Why waste your life in taking risks to make
One skyscraper, that must anytime fall?
Why waste God-given time in sin and vice,
When God expects us to remain soul-wise?
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-9-2008
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Sonnet- My Ultimate Wish?
Could I not spend my days talking to God?
My precious time is spent in daily food;
If all spend lives holy, it will look odd;
Man's knowledge of the Divine is so crude.
Could I not spend my days walking with God?
What earthly work we do to save this frame!
Why do we hanker for earthly reward?
We waste God's time in sin without much shame.
Could I not spend my days thinking of God?
My thoughts are just on things of earthly mould;
Oh, how we wish that human beings laud?
Yet, without God, our hearts and souls grow cold.
Oh, how I wish I had more time for God!
Whose love for man comes with a kindly rod.
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Life
We have to take some risks
To do some things in life;
We have to do some things,
Despite the added strife!
We have to weigh the risks
To benefits in each;
We can’t do things in haste
For aims in life to reach.
We cannot waste our time
God-given, precious-most;
Time is the same to all
To labor or is lost.
For everything in life,
We ought to make a start;
There is so much to do
Before we can depart.
A lazy-bone is one
Who never can find time;
We have to work all life
In any type of clime.
True greatness comes to few
Who struggle right from birth;
No one is born just great
But makes it upon earth!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 9-6-2009
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Better Not to Ask God ‘Why?
What for I came here is unclear to me?
Why did God bring me to this place isn't known?
Am I doing things as He wanted me?
Despite all odds, I know I am quite fine!
The ways of God are strange, ill-understood!
Nevertheless, God does whatev'r is good;
There is no need to waste time or to brood;
Just do our duty sincerely, we should!
The way God thinks, no human being can;
God's wisdom is more perfect than a man's;
Fulfill His purpose, man should in life-span;
A holy God wants man to be sin sans!
There is no way of saying ‘no' to God;
The things He expects may seem sometimes odd;
For labour done, He surely will reward;
Remember God is Master and the Lord!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-7-12
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Sonnet: On Time-Management
Even a hundred years will not suffice
For man on earth to do things tangible!
For priceless time cannot be bought for a price,
And the Tempter finds man most gullible.
One-third of life-span goes away in sleep!
One-half of day, in learning, working goes;
Rest of the time for personal jobs, men keep;
For other things, man is upon his toes!
Time's the restraint for man's achievements then;
Time is not to be wasted anytime;
Value of time when realized by men,
Helps man to soar the skies in any clime!
The man who finds the time for everything
Is upon earth, a leader, ruler, king!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 21-08-12
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Space Is Good But Earth Is Much Better!
Of course, Space is a good place
For exploration and gaze;
But Earth is the best place
For the human race, always!
There are greater things to do
Right here upon earth;
And that's why God gave us all
This one lovely birth!
Why waste big money up there,
When things looks so bare?
Why spend your life bereft of air,
With a tranquility stare?
God made the planet earth only
For man to inhabit!
So, spend your precious life here,
And learn to just love it!
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Sonnet- The World Believes In Pomp And Show
The world believes in pomp and outward show;
Most things are done from business point of view;
All things are sold and purchased for some dough;
Human misdeeds have gone beyond review.
For everything, there is a strategy;
A lot is spent on merchandise-display;
A lot of things are done technically,
Involving waste of time, labor some way.
Enthralled are men by external appeal;
None cares about the future of his soul;
They want their bodies to mostly reveal;
Their ambition is just an earthly goal.
When will man come out of all this turmoil,
And trust in God much more than his own toil?
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Offerings to God
What shall I give my Maker – God,
Who formed me man, woman from clay,
And breathed life, precious into it,
To live my days on earth, all fit.
What shall I offer Almighty,
Whose special love for me, made me,
The clay vessel that’s filled to brim –
An instrument of His hand – Him!
How shall I then repay His love,
That made me human being with
A soul divine to understand
The Creator’s heart, full of love?
How can I give just gifts I got
As blessings from the Supreme One?
All things that I can offer Him
Seem silly and of less import!
There isn’t a priceless thing I have,
Except the talents, He gave me;
So, let me offer my labor,
And do my duty, God-centered.
O God of Heavens, sky and earth!
Give me the wisdom and patience
To serve You better all my life,
And join You in Eternity!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-19-2009
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Sonnet: Improve Earth, Man; Space Can Wait!
There are so many things to do on earth;
Let scientists spend money and time aright;
Our modern life has problems ev'r since birth;
Why sleep all day and work extra at night?
The teething challenges of earth galore
Have to be solved to help all people live;
Explore Space but Earth needs care all the more;
For billions brethren, scientists, time must give.
When poor can't get one square meal once a day,
When diseases defy the healer's skills,
When nations have debts that they can't repay,
Why tax the citizen and raise tall bills?
God placed all things in space quite far away,
To warn men not to waste time anyway!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-08-12
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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: My World Today
The world I live in is not good at all;
I rarely find a human being good;
There isn’t a righteous one whom I can call;
The majority lives in evil-hood.
There is no one whom I can depend on;
The place abounds in ‘snakes and jackals’ much;
They move so stealthily by dusk and dawn;
For time being, they have a ‘Midas-touch’!
But things will change for good I do believe;
The evil ones will reap their punishment;
The world and God, one cannot long deceive;
God will usher the day of His Judgment!
And must I lead a file of men with masks?
My precious time is meant for better tasks!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-23-2006
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Oh, what do I do?
Oh,
What do I do
If people do
Not want to change
For their own good?
What do I do
If people want
To fight in vain
In angry mood?
What do I do
If people love
To do those things
They should not do?
What do I do
If people try
To slander and
Much gossip too?
What do I do
If people do
Not live in peace
With fellow-men?
What do I do
If people bear
Ill-will and grudge
Against brethren?
What do I do
If people strive
To live in vice,
And not advice?
What do I do
If people will
Not share excess
With country-men?
What do I do
If people like
To live in sin
And hate, within?
What do I do
If people don’t
Amend their lives
And turn soul-wise?
What do I do
If people waste
Their precious time
In ego prime?
The things men do
And women too,
Hurt minds and hearts,
Like arrows, darts!
The things they do
Can anger God,
To give His nod
For divine rod!
Oh, will not men
Give up their pride
Or their sins hide,
In God abide?
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-24-2007
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Sonnet: Human Talents
Human beings are made of finer stuff!
Some introspection will reveal the same;
Some have many talents- This is no bluff;
If well-nurtured, they give him name and fame.
But where is the time to do all these things?
Time is so short, most precious and fleeting;
Much of it is wasted just like hot drinks,
In worthless things, in glamour and eating.
Time is lost in unknown ways every day;
A lot too in emotional reactions;
Time can be saved in a sensible way;
Talents give success by proper actions.
O man, search thy mind and heart for talents;
You’ll surely find them in measures immense.
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Sonnet: The Futility of Man’s Labors
The ‘why’ of many things is still unknown;
The ‘how’ of certain things, puzzle remains;
The ‘where’ of many things is lesser known;
The ‘when’ of certain things, waxes and wanes.
Most earthly matters are not lucid still;
Most divine things are known not in the least;
Most human achievements are by the ‘will’;
Most natural phenomena aren’t yet pieced.
Sojourn of man on earth has done nothing;
Life-span of man is too short to achieve;
It matters not whether pauper or king;
The man of wisdom does in God believe.
The greatest feats of man on earth are naught;
Compared to Nature, man’s work is a dot!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-13-2008
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Sonnet: Be Content Man, Always!
Each day, I want to do so many things!
A fraction but I do, of what I’d thought;
Our time gets frittered, tackling strife life brings;
To be contented in our lives, we ought.
The many things we plan don’t turn out well;
Some things we never think of happen right;
Sometimes, our life’s a veritable hell;
Should we yet burn the oil of the mid-night?
Yet, this is how our life on earth goes on;
Just take the things as they come in your wake;
A garb of toil, patience and hope, we don,
And do our duty at least for God’s sake!
Nevertheless, be content Man, always;
Then pleasantly pass off our earthly days!
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Sonnet: If You Want To Do Great Things!
There are days of sunshine and of rain/ dew;
There are months of winter followed by spring;
There are lovely things, this earth has for you;
There are days of silence, one’s when you sing.
There are days of weather rough and fine too;
There are times for both good moods and bad ones;
Each one in life has many things to do;
Get started now and never self-renounce.
Think laterally and positively, Man;
Waste not energy, pessimistically;
Nurture your thoughts and only then you can
Look beyond the horizon basically.
To walk on sand isn’t the same as on soil!
Ponder, don’t panic and never recoil!
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Let’s Straighten Our Thoughts
All things will turn out well eventually;
The fear that things could go amiss isn’t true;
We shouldn’t allow our faith to grow weaker;
Our earthly failures are but transient!
The devils goad us to do wrongful things;
They create doubts about our future days;
Sometimes, we start believing their stories;
The Holy Spirit sets our soul afree!
The human body is God’s dwelling place;
Its sanctity must be maintained always;
No devils dare to tempt a soul that’s pure;
God does miracles for His righteous ones!
Our thoughts of insecurity are fake;
God will provide our needs in umptine ways;
Our mind shouldn’t foster doubts about God’s pow’r;
God cares for us and guides our destiny.
Our trials, tribulations can’t last long;
God frees sin-fettered souls in heaven’s time;
You cannot sin if God has chosen you;
The Potter loves His every pot He made!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-20-2006
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Sonnet: Don’t You Worry
Some things may happen unexpectedly;
No need to fret or fume or feel depressed;
All things do happen for our good only;
Let’s hope that life makes feel less repressed.
We should not change in ways the world expects;
We must not change if principles are lost;
We can adjust to things if world respects;
For everything, there is a risk and cost!
Don’t you worry as God decides all things;
Just take the things as they come up to you;
None can predict the time and things, life brings;
Life brings problems and apt solutions too.
All things in life are transient, ev’n if long;
We have to do things right and not the wrong!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-26-2010
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Sonnet: God’s Special Love
The love of God had given us our form
Wholesome and perfect, while in mother’s womb;
The environs then tried to us deform:
Some ending without being born in tomb!
The love of God had given parents good,
Who reared us with great care to adulthood;
And taught us basic things we need in life,
And how to toil and overcome our strife.
The love of God had given us life-span-
Our precious time on earth to work for Him;
The Hand of God protected each human,
From foes, travail and when life became grim.
God’s special love chose us before our birth,
For being born, human being on earth.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-2-2008
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