Sonnet-All Things Happen Through God
Yeah, Man can't solve all problems in his life,
And only when he can't, he thinks of God;
No man on earth needs God if not for strife;
Man thinks he can do things all, tho’ he's clod.
The devils lie that sin gives joy all life;
And men become a victim of false hope;
Man ventures forth in sinful ways so rife,
And God gives woes to check him- he can't cope!
And when his sins affect his body, mind;
The fear of death, disease, suff'rings loom high;
Man thinks of God again; So, Peace he'll find;
His soul is cleansed and no more like pig-sty.
God gives more grace to souls in contrition;
Man does more good as acts of attrition.
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: Man Sins Often
Why do we slip into sin so often?
’Tis natural for man to commit sin;
We think the devils’ attacks will soften;
But how many can give up drinking gin?
Man thinks, he’s smarter than all the devils;
Man succumbs to temptations most of time:
Man does less good but keeps doing evils;
His nexus with the devils becomes prime.
So, God allows problems till man atones;
This is the time when man thinks about God;
Thus, man repents for all his sins and moans;
Heaven’s mercy rains down on him from Lord.
Yet, man will continue to sin again;
From punishing him, God does still refrain.
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: Wisdom in Life
’Tis good to do some good things in our life,
And use all opportunities, God gives,
To mitigate the suff’rings that is rife;
In poor of hearts and honest souls, God lives!
’Tis better to avoid doing great harm;
When God is good, how can He bear evil?
’Tis better to till off sins from soul’s farm,
Not solicit favors from a devil.
’Tis best to do a lot of good in life,
And do the things our conscience tells is right;
’Tis best to help our fellowmen in strife,
And fight for justice’s cause with all our might.
Sin is a sin when fail we in duty;
But God can forgive us yet, what beauty!
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: The Modern Man
The modern man behaves in funny ways,
with craze for things that set his passions live;
He goes for food-fads, fashions, trendy days;
In swimming pools in hotels high, he'll dive.
Things mystic, mod have caught his heart and mind;
He acts per only his whims and fancies;
To virtual, unreal things, he will bind;
And quickly wants a life of lucre, ease.
Life's ventures are based on money's pivot;
He wastes his precious time and gifts of God;
He spends, invests and saves, yet lands in debt;
And though he's not, he thinks he is the Lord.
He can pull off achievements, aplenty;
His body, mind look aged at twenty.
poem by John Celes
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The Thinker Thinks
News a drag…
Pants that sag…
The thief in the nite…
Lovers quarrel that ends in a fight…
The Thinker Thinks…
That life is a pain…
All four seasons of nature…
Surely comes to past…
The bitter with the sweet…
The boastful with the meek…
The Thinker Thinks
Spirit led intentions guides your life…
Keeping joy, love, and smiles during strife…
(e.g.) Martin Luther king…
The Thinker Thinks…
Is life a pain…
That ends in death…or what…
Befell …us…
A conquest…
The Thinker Thinks
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Man, Blame Thyself…
Isn’t man, the cause of problems that he sees?
Isn’t man himself the cause of his own sins?
Isn’t man alone the cause of many woes?
Isn’t man who made the planet earth hell-like?
When man deforests earth – home to wild-life,
Wild beasts in search of food enter his fields;
Man raises hue and cry: ‘wild beasts attack! ’
He is the cause of rampaging wild-life!
When man pollutes the river-waters pure
Through effluents and sewage from cities,
Will not more diseases afflict more men,
And sicknesses multiply upon earth?
When man develops habits of sins galore,
He turns a slave to devils and serves them;
Estranged from God, the blessings from heaven
Can’t come in time and ways, he wants them to!
Blame thyself man, for making good earth bad!
Your soul devoid of grace is sure hell-bound!
God allows strife, reminding you your ways
Are not in accordance with His tenets!
So, mend your evil ways and plead to God;
You have to make amends, repent a lot;
Ask forgiveness for sins and walk aright;
For, narrow is the road to heaven, man!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 05-11-‘10
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: Watch Your Habits
God is with you, wherever you may go;
He is the Light that lights the darkest night;
He protects us against devils and foe;
He gives us strength of will, divine fore-sight.
A sleeping man knows not how much he snores;
A greedy man desires for all things;
A burglar breaks open all kinds of doors;
A ear can’t hold the weight of much ear-rings.
The sinful man by habit commits sins;
The man of God is on a preaching spree;
All sinful souls in God’s grace must we rinse;
The dwelling-place of God must be sin-free!
Prayer’s a dialogue with God in life;
A great weapon that protects man in strife.
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: God Wins
God cleanses souls, allowing suffering;
The troubled minds and hearts then seek His aid;
Men offer prayers, turn sacrificing;
Their contrition and penitence gets paid.
Each person has his cup of joys and woes;
No one escapes devils’ torments with ease;
None know ‘forehand, the sprouting of life’s boughs;
Communion with God alone gives peace.
One’s cleverness can’t stall problems for long;
The storms of life can take us by surprise;
Strife makes us sing a plaintive, divine song;
We promise God to give up then our vice.
Devils too help to purify a soul!
The ones misled retrace heavenly goal.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-20-2006
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: One Shan’t Judge the Other
But suff’rings come whether married/ single!
And suff’rings come to young and old alike;
When nerves are weak, one feels the skin tingle.
The family need not talk over a mike.
No one is spared from woes in life on earth,
But face we must, as bravely as we can;
Tho’ virtues and righteousness is a death,
We must all nurture them in every man.
No man can say the other suffers less;
No man can judges neighbor with fairness;
God only knows the nature of soul stress
On judgment-day, God means strict business.
Who knows which soul will be denied Heaven?
God wants just souls sin-free and pure from men!
6-20-2001
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: Man Must Be Wise
Man thinks he is cleverer than his God!
Good deeds he does and commits too grave sins;
Presuming time will be offered by lord,
And the devils’ fight he can finally win.
Our God is so kind but He is Master;
He knows our heart’s depths and every small thought;
Much more than any man, God thinks faster;
Man can’t cheat God and to know this, he ought.
Our lifetime though long, yet appears so short;
Already some men live on borrowed time;
Till old age sets, his sins, man cannot cart
Man should repent fast to make life sublime.
Who knows purgatory still awaits some men;
’Tis wise to suffer here; go to Heaven.
poem by John Celes
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The hunger
the hunger thinks the rice
can chew both skin and bone
the hunger thinks it's nice
to eat although forlorn
the hunger thinks the corn
can swallow ears and eyes
deaf blind hunger born
self eaten within it dies
the hunger thinks the food
is just a body's unfair breath
the hunger knows the interlude
no food the body eats itself
the hunger thinks the body rotten
is just a place to survive and eat
the hunger of the lost and forgotten
makes its way to the last heart beat
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Why do you think?
Why do you think?
Other should think the way you think
Can you think the way they think?
Everybody thinks’
His way is the right way to think
Respect what people think
The way they think
You will find people
Respecting what and how you think
Everybody has the right to think
The way he thinks’ and what he thinks’
One can only tell what he thinks’
If they like it
They will approve what you think
No regrets, no hard feelings
Nobody loses, Nobody wins
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Sonnet: Ash Wednesday Pleas
God, turn the Wheel of Time to usher in
An era of new hope and joy, mind’s peace;
My heart afilled by sorrow, mortal sin
Is weary of its wages and disease!
God, bring the season of great happiness;
No longer can I bear my string of woes;
I need your mercy, love and forgiveness;
I hate the ways of men and how life goes.
God, give back my harmony in life;
Restore the contentment I had possessed;
I need your special help in meeting strife;
Oh, make me whole again: keep my soul bless’d!
The devils roam to destroy souls this Lent!
Oh, let me pray fervently and repent!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-1-2006
poem by John Celes
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SONNET: If The Things We Wished Happen
The things we think, don't happen in our life;
The things happening are not as per our taste;
Our suff'rings, more than joys are very rife;
Most men on Earth are always in a haste.
We want our joys to remain forever;
We want our woes to vanish in a trice;
To achieve this, Man tries to be clever;
And chooses joys that come along with vice.
In life, we take whatever comes along;
All challenges, we ought to face bravely;
But everywhere, we choose things right from wrong;
Our failures help us face life quite boldly.
If all things happened as we think, where's God?
If not on Earth, Heaven will us reward.
poem by John Celes
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I pray to god daily
He always thinks
I am a bigger than the others
I can abuse more loudly
Play tricks
Cheat more than anybody
Living in hate
Always trying to prove
I am better than the others
I listen to nobody
I don’t care for any body
I pray to god daily
So that I can go to
Heaven
He forgets
Nothing is hidden
From the god above
He doesn’t like
They way he thinks
The way he acts
God keeps smiling
On his foolish ways
Waiting to send him
To place known as hell
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Sonnet: Trust in Jesus
Life has been kind to us despite our woes;
God has provided timely, when in need;
He has protected us from all our woes;
Life gave some sorrows but more joys indeed.
Despite our sins, God blessed our lives for years;
He forgives us but we don’t others’ sins!
As Friend and Guide, He has removed all fears;
Without His help, we cannot even wince.
Why not renew our faith in God, brethren?
With Him beside, no devil can tempt us;
Although He made us all from clay-earthen,
Our soul and holy spirit are things plus.
On no account, will God us ev’r forsake;
Let’s offer our suff’rings for Jesus’ sake.
poem by John Celes
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The Lover
When a man falls in love he becomes a lover
Above his woman he puts no other
And when he closes his eyes, she will materialize
And never does he want to be with another.
He thinks about his love every day and night
As he wants to always keep her in his heart and sight
And when he is alone, To the world it is known
That she is his life and also his light.
When a man is cheated on he becomes a cynic
His love and their life he will then mock and mimic
In his heart there buns a hate, which he cant forsake
As his soul and mind seems as though to forever ache.
She stays in his thoughts every night and day
He wonders what she did to turn herself that way
Then when he's with his friends, they too confirm her sins
And for him and not her they will sit and talk and pray.
When a man is cheated on by his wife he becomes a poet
Then of their life and relationship to all he will show it
He will write down in rhyme, of her dirty sinful crime
So of her sin no man or woman will ever forget it.
He still thinks about what she did all the time
As against him and God he knows she committed the crime
And now all he wants is peace, and the pain to cease
So he becomes a poet and his pain he writes in rhyme.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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What A Man Becomes
When a man falls in love he becomes a lover
Above his woman he puts no other
And when he closes his eyes, she will materialize
And never does he want to be with another.
He thinks about his love every day and night
As he wants to always keep her in his heart and sight
And when he is alone, To the world it is known
That she is his life and also his light.
When a man is cheated on he becomes a cynic
His love and their life he will then mock and mimic
In his heart there buns a hate, which he cant forsake
As his soul and mind seems as though to forever ache
She stays in his thoughts every night and day
He wonders what she did to turn herself that way
Then when he's with his friends, they too confirm her sins
And for him and not her they will sit and talk and pray.
When a man is cheated on by his wife he becomes a poet
Then of their life and relationship to all he will show it
He will write down in rhyme, of her dirty sinful crime
So of her sin no man or woman will ever forget it.
He still thinks about what she did all the time
As against him and God he knows she committed the crime
And now all he wants is peace, and the pain to cease
So he becomes a poet and his pain he writes in rhyme.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Freedom Now
They throwed him in jail
And they kept him there
Hoping soo hed die
That his body and spirit would waste away
And soon after that his mind
But every day is born a fool
One who thinks that he can rule
One who says tomorrows mine
One who wakes one day to find
The prison doors open the shackles broken
And chaos in the street
Everybody sing were free free free free
Everybody sing were free free free free
Everybody sing were free free free free
They throwed him in jail
And they kept him there
Hoping his memoryd die
That the people forget how he once led
And fought for justice in their lives
But every day is born a man
Who hates what he cant understand
Who thinks the answer is to kill
Who thinks his actions are gods will
And he thinks hes free free free free
Yes he thinks hes free free free free
He thinks hes free free free free
Soon must come the day
Whe the righteous have their way
Unjustly tried are free
And people live in peace I say
Give the man release
Go on and set your conscience free
Right the wrongs you made
Even a fool can have his day
Let us all be free free free free
Let us all be free free free free
Let us all be free free free free
Free our bodies free our minds
Free our hearts
Freedom for everyone
And freedom now
Freedom now
Freedom now
Freedom now
Let us all be free free free free
Let us all be free free free free
Let us all be free free free free
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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She Thinks Shes Edith Head
Back in high school I knew a girl
Not too simple and not too kind
We both grew up, but I heard shed changed
From a new wave fan to another kind
She thinks shes edith head
But you might know shes not
The accent in her speech
She didnt have growing up
She thinks shes edith head
Or helen girlie brown
Or some other cultural figure
We dont know a lot about
Its been years since I moved away
But at christmas I come home
And I saw her reflection
In the window of a store
She was talking to herself
Not too simple and not too kind
I walked on by, it was complicated
And it stuck in my mind
She thinks shes edith head
But you might know shes not
The accent in her speech
She didnt have growing up
The accent in her speech
She didnt have growing up
The accent in her speech
She didnt have growing up
She thinks shes edith head
She thinks shes edith head now
She thinks shes edith head
She thinks shes edith head now
She thinks shes edith head
She thinks shes edith head now
She thinks shes edith head
She thinks shes edith head now
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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God, Yesterday and Today!
A thousand years is but a day to God!
The God we know is kind did wield a rod,
Quite stiff on people disobeying Him,
In earlier times as mentioned in Bible;
He talked to mankind directly those days,
And warned of impending dangers on earth;
He sent His Angels punishing wicked,
And helped His righteous souls in distress times;
He showed His mighty anger on sinners,
He forgave those who accepted their faults,
Confessing sins, repenting, once for all;
Rewarding upright ones who kept His code;
Performing miracles quite unheard of,
God shepherded His flock which loved Him too;
Destroying tribes and nations who were rogue,
He cleansed the sinful world and kept it straight;
Despite the Bible telling how God acts,
Men do not keep the commandments, He gave.
The modern world is rife with mortal sins;
The Creator is often forgotten;
With help of science, man thinks he can live well;
But God can well afford to watch and wait;
His heart is sad that man forgets His love!
Only a few will take part in His Feast;
The Maker weeps as men haven’t learnt lessons!
Nevertheless, God is the fairest Judge;
How long His patience lasts, no one will know!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 9-19-2006
poem by John Celes
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