Sonnet: What Sin Can Do?
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Sonnet: What Sin Can Do?
Through sin, man clips his wings and cannot fly!
Becomes a bird shut in the cage often;
His grace lessons and soul begins to die;
His Willpower and spirit too soften.
Through sin, man’s caught in swampy, mud and bog;
And lost in woods that do not how light;
His eyes don’t see the truth, coward- like like fog;
He’s like the tree that’s affected by blight!
Through Sin, man walks on roads away from God,
And breathes foul air that shortens his life-span;
He’s like a slave of Satan and looks odd;
With time he joins the devils and their clan.
Through Sin, man can’t reach God or get His bliss
And salvation he could finally miss!
5-30-2002 by Dr John Celes
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Sonnet: Lord, take me to Heaven
Show me O God, that wondrous place Heaven,
And take me soon to be with Thee beside;
Fed up am I with temptations, demon;
More stay on Earth could mean soul’s suicide!
Who would say ‘no’ to gain one’s Salvation?
Who would be foolish to miss Heaven’s bliss?
Who would welcome Eternal Damnation?
Who would prefer the ‘Fiery Pit’ with hiss?
Alas, the world today appears like Hell!
And how more woeful could be Hell’s Abyss?
How can I then to devils, my soul sell?
Let me not remotely, ev’r Heaven miss.
O sprinkle Lord, Thine mercy/ grace profound,
And help me get within Thine Holy Ground!
5-24-2002 by Dr John Celes
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Sonnet: The Liberation Of The Soul
Like Dove, a bird free, I’ as born into this world;
Now a victim of Satan’s temptations;
Denied of grace, my soul’s institution’s
Caged without food or drink, remaining sold!
Knowing ’tis a fox, a hen I fell prey!
In tornado’s eye, I ’m hopelessly caught;
In an abyss of sins, my eyes see not;
Nor can I see in the light of the day.
Hear me my Good Shepherd, I’m thine lost sheep;
Caught ’midst thistles, anguished, bleeding I lie!
In remorse, ready to atone or die;
Thy prodigal son has returned to weep!
I’ve renounced Satan anew, oh my Lord;
Deny not my soul, Thy sacred flesh/blood!
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Sonnet: God, Seal My Purified Soul!
God take away the urge to sin from me;
My body’s weary from devils’ assaults;
The devils come to tempt me frequently;
My weakened spirit leads me to more faults!
God, tell me how I can be pure of heart?
I succumb to temptations so often;
I fail to learn the devils’ wily part;
Forgive me Lord: May your anger soften!
World’s sinfulness has grown in leaps and bounds;
Just say the word and my soul shall be healed;
Protect us Lord from Satan’s frantic hounds;
Make pure my heart and let entrance be sealed!
The devils roam the world in search of souls;
The Holy Spirit thwarts their evil roles!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-19-2006
Most lovingly dedicated to Poetess Sandra Fowler,
(On this special day when she found her poesy)
as a Thanksgiving to God, Almighty.
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: What Can’t I Sacrifice To Reach Heaven?
In life, I compromise so many things;
I cannot fight forever in this world;
At times, I take whatever Life just brings;
My sufferings remain in heart untold!
But sin is one thing which I must avoid;
The soul is meant to reach God’s own Abode;
A sinful man can’t satisfy the Lord;
We must therefore live by His every code.
The God of purity is truth and light;
He abhors sins and abysmal darkness;
A thousand suns can’t match His face so bright!
He wants all men freed from devils’ harness.
The grace of God is robe and soul’s haven;
What can’t I sacrifice to reach Heaven?
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-4-2006
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Sonnet: Life’s Dilemma
I’m caught between the twain of God/money!
Between my duty and my selfishness;
Between life’s bitterness and it’s honey;
Between my charity and greediness.
I’m caught between my honesty and lies!
Between my ambitions and sacrifice;
Between life’s virtues, evils/ bad advice;
Between good deeds and bad ones that entice.
I’m caught between my pangs of sin/good deeds;
Between material things and those divine;
Between corporeal and of soul’s needs;
Between the calls of God and thoughts of mine.
I’m caught between the devils and my God!
’Tween Hell and Heaven’s Eternal reward.
6-23-2002 by Dr John Celes
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God’s Revelation
Only through God’s Revelation, can one come to true salvation,
The Revelation of God’s Son, Christ, who’d come for everyone,
The salvation Christ came with, was from God an awesome gift,
A Gift from God for all the world, you and I both need to herald.
In Him, our salvation is complete, in light of Satan’s sure defeat,
In Christ we are completely saved, from the world, so depraved,
Saved from a darkened world, with a message of light to herald,
Light for each and every nation, about God’s Glorious Salvation.
God’s salvation’s pure and whole, saving one’s life and his soul,
Friend, the salvation of our God, begins upon this earth we trod,
While a sinner here on earth, receives from The Lord a New Birth,
When by God’s Spirit sinful men, in Christ Jesus are Born Again.
God’s Salvation takes a life, marking it for His Son Jesus Christ,
Moving that soul from the night, into The Savior’s Glorious Light,
A light that changes everything, as one begins to serve the King,
Service that begins down here, extending beyond earth’s sphere.
Soon Truth will be revealed again, and this time seen by all men,
Christ, who came before Calvary, to lead all peoples to Eternity,
The Living Word of God’s Creation, will return to bring Salvation,
To all humble hearts who heard, and believed His revealed Word.
(Copyright ©05/2008)
Sonnet: Free Me Lord from the Devil
Emancipate me Lord from the Tempter,
And free me from the clutches of Satan;
And free me wholly from his one fetter,
Called mortal sin- bond with the Evil One.
And when ’tis done, I’ll be like bird afree,
To fly about so happily to Thee;
And build my nest to live in Thine Grace-tree!
Engaged forever in Eternity.
Whereafter, there is no captivity;
My soul can sing aloud in melody;
My wings can fly up high in amity,
Shaking my head as per thy rhapsody.
Free me O Lord, before my wings get lost,
And make my soul all pure at any cost.
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’Tis Time For More Miracles, Yet!
When fervent prayers had been said,
For days and weeks or years, perhaps,
And seasons too had changed for good,
’Tis time for more miracles, yet!
When mind had kept the heart in check,
Inhibiting the members well,
And heeded to the conscience first,
’Tis time for more miracles, yet!
When life was Jesus Christ-centered,
And word of God directed life,
And grace afilled the soul made pure,
’Tis time for more miracles, yet!
When storms in life had come and gone,
And Satan’s methods turned futile,
And war with devils had been won,
’Tis time for more miracles, yet!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-19-2009
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Our Bird In Your Cage
we have this bird
we both own it and love it and care for it
our bird
and you have this cage
that you only own
golden, new and strong and as you say it
so reliable
that when our bird is in that cage
it will be safe
and cannot escape
we feed this bird together
and give it water and birdseeds
and a place of twigs and swing
where the bird can play
and perch upon
like it is on a tree
days and years
we keep this bird in your cage
and we see it is dying
and wanting to be free
yet you say, this sickness is just temporary
time heals what has wounded it
and shall forget the power of its wings
days and more years
we keep this bird in your cage
and i have not listened at all
to the sad song of that bird
her waning chirps
her weakened wings
her way of losing hold to the dreams of its wings
today we see this bird is dead
but you have no sadness at all
you say, you will buy another bird
again to be kept in your cage
i could have told you
i am the bird in your cage and i too have forgotten the power of
my wings
i could have told you, i have long died
and have forgotten what freedom is, what love is, what i am
in the first place. How can i ever tell you?
you are my cage.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Souls In Need of Biblical Truth
There are souls that are totally lost, totally adrift in religious sauce,
A religious soup, created by men, in which The Lord will condemn;
There’re those totally deceived, as The Truth they haven’t received,
Never embracing Truths of Christ, they have no hope of eternal life.
Others want nothing to do, with the One embraced by me and you,
Many truly have no want or desire, for our God, Who reigns higher;
There are men who’ve never heard, the many Truths in God’s Word,
The Eternal Truths in God’s Revelation, that brings one to salvation.
With God’s Purpose and Vision, we must reach men lost in religion,
Through the Truth from His Throne, they must come to Christ alone;
To those deceived by the enemy, The Truth we must help them see,
For in Scripture we are reminded, by Satan they have been blinded.
To all who dismiss God in every way, to God above, we must pray,
That His Holy Spirit, He imparts, to soften up the many hard hearts;
For all who never heard the Gospel, our Commission we must fulfill,
By reaching out into every nation, with the Good News of Salvation.
For all the souls presently lost, we must show the way to The Cross,
To all those deceived in this world, God’s Salvation we must herald,
For souls who want no part of Christ, we need to live a changed life,
Also for those who know not Truth, to be for Christ, His living proof.
Cinquain: Worry
Worry
Shortens life-span,
And cuts the thread of life
Prematurely, abruptly,
On earth.
In life,
Stop worrying then,
Ere it seizes your heart,
And wrecks your mind and soul
In stealth.
(13-07-11)
poem by John Celes
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Let Me Avenge Satan
Let me avenge Satan,
For tempting me all life;
He is the big Liar,
Who brought me all my strife.
Let me avenge Satan,
For accusing mankind;
He gives false promises,
And confuses each mind.
Let me avenge Satan,
For misleading all souls;
His craftiness is clear,
And wily are his roles.
Let me avenge Satan,
For giving me my woes;
He’s the fallen angel,
The Chief among my foes.
Let me avenge Satan,
For goading me to sin;
He‘s the source of evil,
Against whom I must win.
Let me avenge Satan,
For giving bad advice;
He is my betrayer,
Who lures all into vice.
Let me avenge Satan,
For setting snares for me;
He waits to ambush me
In my iniquity.
Let me avenge Satan,
For making my eyes dim;
And raising doubts in me,
And turning my life grim.
Let me avenge Satan,
For causing wars on earth;
And spreading hatred great,
Amongst siblings since birth.
Let me avenge Satan,
For telling just untruth; ;
And tempting Eve to eat,
The God-forbidden fruit.
Let me avenge Satan,
For goading Cain to kill
His brother dear Abel,
And keeping not God’s will.
Let me avenge Satan.
For tempting Lord Jesus,
After forty-days’ fast,
And thwarting mankind’s bliss.
Let me avenge Satan,
For taking souls to hell,
God made for all devils,
And angels all who fell.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-11-2008
poem by John Celes
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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
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Sonnet: God's Words
Believe in Jesus Christ, receiving joys;
The Almighty bestows grace in excess!
No more devils can use us as their toys.
The Word of God bestows true happiness.
Dispelling darkness, lighting life’s alleys,
The Word of God miraculously guides;
Have faith in Jesus Christ and He gives peace;
The righteous soul in Maker’s codes abides.
You cannot serve two masters- satan, God;
The Word of God will protect us from harm;
Devils rejoice when we receive God’s rod;
Scriptures provide souls God’s forgiveness-Balm!
Follow the Word of God in life on earth,
And realize the advantages / worth!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-11-2006
poem by John Celes
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Jesus Christ, Our Hope, Strength and Refuge!
For sins of human beings all,
Lord Jesus laid His life on cross;
Although a sin-free soul Himself,
He suffered, died to redeem man.
He shed His every dropp of blood,
Emancipating human race
From punishment by hell for sins –
Such heinous crimes upon the earth!
The cross is part of Christian’s life,
And persecutions will happen,
As Christ predicted all these things,
For those who walked in His foot-steps!
His Holy Spirit guides Christians,
Who live a righteous life for Christ,
The only Son of Almighty –
A heart of immense love for man!
But Christ resurrected from death!
He won clear victory o’er satan;
All Christians good will do the same;
This faith is something strangely true.
Let humiliations come in life!
Let trials, tribulations come!
Let strife threaten our faith and hope!
Christ stays with us till end of time!
A Christian takes his cross and walks
Behind the Savior, Jesus Christ –
The Light and Truth and only Way
To reach Heaven, abode of God!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-31-2009
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Lenten Season,2009
It’s Lent-time once again;
Make it a boon, not bane;
Empty your soul’s sin-bins;
Let grace of God, souls rinse!
It’s time to pray a lot;
Fasting avoids soul’s rot;
Keep off all deadly sins;
The Holy Spirit wins!
‘We know the foe in depth;
On sinful mud, we slept;
We do all sins again;
Our grace is on the wane! ’
Lent is the time to think;
Our follies, we must shrink;
Let good thoughts fill the mind;
From evil, let’s rescind.
Take care each moment then;
Let’s move nearer heaven;
Keep off satan’s rampage;
Christians have advantage.
Preserve the body pure;
Sufferings, let’s more endure;
The God, most High knows this;
He’ll give us our due bliss!
Pray every now and then;
Read Bible much often;
Read about saints on earth,
Who suffered ev’n from birth!
With God, let’s reconcile;
Sin, bitter is like bile;
Confess as many times;
Say prayers, hymns and rhymes.
Let’s win our divine war;
Heal will our soul’s sin-scar;
Lent is the time aright;
Let’s make our dark lives bright!
Forget the sinful past;
Good things alone will last;
Satan’s a mere actor;
God is the clear victor.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-24-2009
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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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Sonnet: Our Aim in Life
No one is impregnable against sin;
No one is destined to be a saint at birth;
Battles against temptations, we must win,
And live life less impulsively on earth.
The Soul is fortified by grace from God,
And virtues make it more impregnable;
While walking in the shadow of the Lord
Our trek to Heaven is made possible.
Repent, we must therefore for failures/ sins;
Our venial sins take us to Purgatory;
Let gaze be steady; we must never wince;
The devils know the knack of oratory.
And yet, the hand of God will safeguard us,
From temptations and any unknown curse.
6-19-2002 by Dr John Celes
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Sonnet: And Men Fight o’er God
God is the same, no matter how you call,
-The Fountain of goodness, mercy, justice!
His heart has love for man much more than all,
And wants man back with Him to share His bliss.
Why then should men keep fighting over God?
God can’t be happy if man hates a man;
And man forgets his God and he is clod;
Each man must live according to God’s plan.
To kill a man is sin- most angers God;
His infinite mercy redeems sinners;
His just punishment may look rather odd;
His righteous men on earth are clear winners.
Embroiled are men o’er earthly small matters,
As devils turn their soul’s dress to tatters!
5-27-2002 by Dr John Celes
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Sonnet: Introspection
What right have I to tempt a soul to sin?
What right have I to show bad example?
What right have I to make soul sin's waste-bin?
What right have I to offer Eve's Apple?
How can I do the work, the devil does?
How can I mislead others into sin?
How can I help one sin and to God curse?
How can I Satan's friendship, favours win?
Accursed be me, the wrath of God shall come;
Atone, let me before His Rod gets raised;
Renounce, let me, the devil, not stay dumb;
Confess, let me my sins; Let God be praised.
For devils can't give me my Salvation;
Let me live life in Christ's imitation.
poem by John Celes
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