Not all may be
Not all may be feeling same
But for that He is not to be blamed
Many God fathers have taken his place
For deprived people not to make chase
If any one was to feel high
Nobody would have been left and dry
Innocents are killed in day light
Who says men fear from Almighty's might?
All said and not done
It is momentary burst of bubbles
That remains for a while and gone
Everybody is aware that we are on heap of rubbles
We go to churches, mosques or temples
"That to show how religious we are' as samples
We pray only to come out from fishy affair
Only God may know what will be fair?
I blame no one as I am one of the same
Same origin and thoughts from where they came
We try to cheat almighty with unclear conscience
How can we then put on him for fair reliance?
I spend sleepless night when cry in bed
All those years were ruthlessly led
That cry from innocent people makes me restless
So far I have lived with double face
Can't we think in simple manner?
We have to go to him later or sooner
With what face we may reply to our sins?
Will then it be our biggest achievement or win?
It is open to all people who owe their existence out of clay
No matter how long they rule or hold the sway
Nothing can prevent them from being taken away
This is what He has carved out a simple way
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People come People go Who stays?
People go
To their synagogues mosques churches temples nightclubs and bars
People go to feel good People go
People go
To pray their prayers sing their songs drink their beers and dance their beat
People go
To be better feel better seek better because they know best
People go
When will people come
To know less experience more and give all
People come People go
Who stays?
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Divine river water
The divine river water flows from heaven
The dreaded criminal becomes pure even
After taking dip in water with past guilt
A confessional approach with regret already built
"Admit guilt and confess" you will be pardoned
All your sins may be washed off and condoned
It makes your path little smooth and less troublesome
You were so far burdened with and feeling worrisome
Almighty has big heart and always remain graceful
You just cry over his feet and feel remorseful
He will surely let you grant enough of time to recover
From your old past to new start with blessings all over
It is not simple to forget the black past
Those memories may remain painful and never last
It may follow you till the death time
With all sort of heaviness in mind sometimes
I have seen people crying with lots of grief
Their illness might have remained very brief
Yet they feel burdened with heavy load
No smooth words may seem to be taking them on road
They are restless and want to hear some verses
Some good words to give them peace from curse
They have done lot more to harass other people
Now is their turn to face ire from almighty with trouble
True soul may never resent unintentional guilt
As he has taken precaution to admit and built
He has already shed tears in presence of almighty
With full of remorse and expressing heartily sorry
Remember him not at the nick of the time
Pray sincerely when it has come to your notice any time
That shall give you some room to monovour and confess
You can go back to memory and can make clear trace
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On Terrorists
Why kill the persons in the streets?
Why maim the innocent children?
Why bomb schools, temples and cities?
Why destroy lives and property?
Why make the world more insecure?
Why spread ‘fear psychosis’ ’midst men?
Why blame others for your own faults?
Why gain the curse fellowmen?
Why kidnap persons aimlessly?
Why ravish people senselessly?
Why murder people ruthlessly?
Why invite wrath of Almighty?
The brave fight soldiers uniformed;
The valiant harm not citizens;
Just cowards kill poor unarmed men;
Terrorists can’t get people’s love!
Life is most precious wealth on earth;
Revengeful hearts cannot find peace;
A few can’t hold rest to ransom;
‘To kill and be killed’ is insane!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-29-2008
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On the world stage
I never knew as a boy
What can be termed a decoy?
What can be called happiness and joy?
It was just innocent stage to enjoy
As the time moved on
Many changes took place and gone
There was further expansion
Life had joy with beautiful extension
No one to stop and enough of space
Life was meant to be an open race
No restriction for scaling the ladder
I was only claimant and bidder
What makes you to keep head high?
Life is to be guided by principles sans lies
Never to deceive and never to betray
Only on scene permanently to stay
This may help in long run
As struggle is on in hot sun
"Come what may" approach may enlighten way
The story of success can't far away
Life with honor and name
There remains nothing to be blamed
No guilty conscious to feel shame
God only knows where from such feelings came
Only those people can look high
Who have the strong wings to fly?
High ideals and goals to try
No room to shed the tears and cry
So I am here on the world stage
Where it is proved with passing of an age
Individual may have his own identity
But can never be without the blessings from almighty
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Simple Race
In morning and in evening I pray
Earnestly fall to his feet to show the way
If at all I am doing anything wrong
Virtually with tears and in religious songs
It is the only way to feel guilty
As we are called children of almighty
We are made by him from simple clay
He is the only one to show us with comfortable stay
We are human being and may err
It is neither folly on our part nor error
But a gamble that every individual takes
In quest for obtaining sweet cake
Sin or no sin yet it is great load
Some of the secrets are not to be sold
They are confessed before almighty
With pure heart to regret and feel sorry
He is there with kind heart
To forgive all our sins for new start
We got to assure him of good conduct
This is known to all with simple fact
I shall stay wherever I am
Nothing should bother me or them
He is merciful and our savior
No one is superior or no one is inferior
Let us live as single entity
Prove your worth with nobility
No one takes you for granted
You lead the life as you wanted
Curse or no curse it is your concern
But forget soon when tides turn
Go before him and confess
Life is to be moved on as simple race
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No Mortal Death
No one can claim clean life
At any given time it might have been torn by strife
Some sins might have been committed to come out
This is life story and all about
We put on the white cloth to claim sainthood
That can’t be considered as service to brotherhood
If you were not true and loyal to your neighborhood
How can you claim it sacred where you have now stood?
In your prayer, it makes you restless
The worry lines are seen on the face
You can cheat your conscience at once
But not to people who know it by grace
Your past is not leaving you with any peace
You are breathless and not completely at ease
Sometimes you may succeed to fool some people around
But your prominence and sacredness is not found
We come across many God men
They are desperately trying even
To show the closeness to almighty
But we can only show on them little pity
Mortal sins can’t be washed away
Every human being is suffering from evil way
It may not allow you to choose
Right and wrong and finally loose
What comes along is ordinary behavior
God is always near you as savior
Leave to Him for judgment of your action
Never bother what people think about you as reaction
We have tolerated enough of God men and suffered
So far no tolerance, peace or stability is offered
The humanity has bore severe brunt of all excesses
Even though it was made known to them about holy access
We have fallen victims of our own folly
The blame should be owned wholly
He never guided you to fall for blind faith
Has any one so far said about no mortal death?
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Its Own Kind
No one has breached that dark circle
No one has reached there without any struggle
A true way of life and years of meditation
Make you feel close to hi with profound indication
We have lived in double standard and are used to
In normal way we claim holy life bit in fact a lie and untruth
We pretend to be devotee and meant for social cause
The real life gets exposed when surface the scandals
There is no need to preach one thing and follow different
Accept whatever you are with human weakness and live in present
God may grant you access with full embrace
A divine glow may appear on your true face
When you have chosen simple way of living
There remains nothing else except believing
God is in each and every living thing
See and distinguish no difference between poor and king
One by one you may reach inner circle
Where there is seat and divine temporal
Where you may find only light and nothing else
For the whole life you were running after and making chase
The doors are open to all if that is the ultimate aim
Easy to live and easy to understand with no tall claim
Spend the life in services of mankind and poor
Spread the message of love from visiting door to door
Let people not be forced to believe what you think
Let them understand and write whatever they feel with ink
Nothing else may emerge as to what have been in their mind
'God is always there and everywhere' simple face of its own kind
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We The People
I dream about a holy land
Where only live the friends
No foes, no rivals or greedy people
But only people to be called simple and noble
I wish the country to grow like tree
Where people find food in abundance and feel free
A shade to heave a sigh of relief
And even in diversity a bond of strong belief
Free justice to all and opportunity to grow
Enough of care and rivers with water to flow
No fight over rights but duties to care
I wonder for such place but to find where!
I wish the poor to be taken care of
But others are not neglected either
A place to live in like sacred land
Where hymns are played with musical band
Let morning be aired with cuckoo's melody
Churches, temples and mosques with name of almighty
Where day can rise with bright sun shine
Whole day to pass with struggle but to feel it very fine
Enough to eat and enough to feed
Where millions may smile sans greed
No lust for extra land and bloodshed at all
One voice from all to face and to prevent the fall
I wish to lead a march of hungry and desolate
Millions more with one voice to relate
Their participation in praise of mother land
Allow us to raise empire on solid sand
I wish to be buried along noble dead
Whose ideals were understood and read
I wish them all to sing in praise with peace
Let my all countrymen enjoy and live at ease
Color, cast and creed may try to divide
But let all them to unite and confide
Against any onslaught of division
This may then remain only our mission
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All Gods People
So all you people give freely
Make welcome inside your homes
Thank God you people give freely
Dont turn your back on the lesson of the lord
All prime ministers and majesty around the world
Open your eyes look, touch and feel
Rule with your heart, live with your conscience
Love, love,
Love, love and be free
Were all gods people
Gotta face up
Better grow up
Gotta stand tall and be strong
Gotta face up
Better grow up
Gotta stand tall and be strong
Gotta face up
Were all gods people
Yeah - yes there was this magic light
I said to myself
Id better go to bed and have an early night
Then i, then i, then I went into a dream
Rule with your heart and live with your conscience
Were all gods people give freely
Make welcome inside your homes
Let us be thankful, hes so incredible
Were all gods people
Were all gods people
Were all gods people
Were all gods people
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Lovely Laras
I exclaimed it as "saras, saras, and saras"*(beautiful)
She is my new friend Laras, Laras, Laras
She smiled back as I had promised
To write a poem on her and surprised
May be all good people are having same smile
To look at them inadvertently for a while
How can one look adult also and at the same time so innocent?
I saw it on her face very much present
She seems to be nice personality
A rare combination of human quality
Religious, pious as well as firm believer
In almighty for ever and forever
Her eyes are straight and piercing
Quiet intriguing and menacing
As if asking from a stranger
How one can well manage over anger?
Head is rested over hand
Thinking how to act and become friend
How to put trust on a man
Even though we need to trust as human
I am poet and know the face lines
It may deceive number of times
Yet I see in her as good humorist
Not only good human being but hidden artist
She has every reason to be good
As she has been blessed with food
It is said" good thoughts emerge from grain you eat"
So is the thought and you meet the good fate
You are never put into trouble
Your life journey is smooth and without struggle
You can smile for self and for others
As almighty has shower on you and orders
I would love to have those kinds of eyes
Which may speak without any specific try?
Normal people are afraid and feel shy
But here I need not ask any question for why
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Malala Yousafzai
The prejudiced minds
preach violence, abduct
people of other cultures,
carry out fidayeen attacks
on the shrines of other cults
and keep the minds of the youth
and the innocent people
restless and sleepless.
The terrorists might have fought
wars in hilly terrains and won.
But in their war with
a teenaged Pakistani girl,
they have been beaten.
Children are the
Reincarnations of gods.
"Education for girls",
Malala wanted and for that
hunted and shot at head.
Will their Almighty smile at these
unlawful, inhuman outfits?
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Sun n Son
Something has gone wrong with meaning of words,
'Sun' and 'Son' beautiful creation of lords,
Both represent energy having sharpness of swords,
Both are crucial for survival and existence of world,
Son is embodiment of energy and power,
Darkness disappears when sun rays appear,
All worship Sun god and offer prayer
Light may appear through clouds from layer
Son is source of great hope and despair,
Damage caused may be more and beyond repair,
Sun renders service which we can't compare,
Rising daily from east and non appearance rare,
Parent pray for sun to have light in home,
Worshiping many Gods and visiting Rome
Hoping lamp in huts to light and shine,
Praying for son to almighty and divine,
Sun may have power with scorching heat,
Son may also show some kind of daring feat,
Each may be scoring and beating record,
One may prove……………………..
Sun may hide face in dark night,
Parents may cry for son during day light,
Daily scuffles on with wordy fight,
Whom do we blame for want of light?
Many may be blessed with intelligent son,
They should always rejoice with simple reason
Greed may run high with aim only gain,
Parent should not keep that only aim
Many parents may not come out and openly speak,
Dryness and worry on face and future seems bleak,
Both are welcome in life and are so dear,
No parent may prefer bad words to hear
We can't afford for loss of any one
Fate may not be same as faced by everyone
The irony of fact remains almost same in nature
We should not blame anybody in near future
Is it an end of life or start of the game?
Do the children take on for simple fame?
Will situation remain for all times to come?
Will they not blame and refuse to welcome
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All's Fair in Love and War
Going on instinct, wanting to survive
you kill all people both low and high
you hide from sunlight for darkness is your only friend
you must survive no matter what until this war ends
do not feel guitly for the people now dead
they were going to kill you, remember the old quote said
all is fair in love and war and war it is indeed
any tool to survive is all that is in need
now lets move on to love a new kind of sin
doing anything for her to win
her tendernouse and love not knowing what you did
you killed lied and played the others after her in the compatition
you do not feel guilty remembering the truest quote
all is fair in love and war and love is what you value most
she will never know and you cant cheat
all the men that you have beat
love and war, war and love there is no difference
anything to live on is all men commence
so if you come across a man in love or war remember their only quote
all is fair in love and war and they will always boast
that there are no rules so there is no way to cheat
so if you come across a man in love or war, stay out of the way or you surely will be beat
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Human brain
Human brain is considered to be very active
It remains on move and is selective
When nothing comes on hand?
Foe is seen or reflected even in the friend
It may drive you to corner
But success has to come later or sooner
It may not stay for indefinite years
Something good will be disclosed to your ears
Some people are destined to be poor
They will be shown gate or door
Nothing may come out from their concerted efforts
Ship may be sunk before reaching to ports
But as is seen, nothing remains permanent
You must trust almighty and never resent
As everything hinges on fate or luck
At some place you may feel struck
It is natural rule and is bound to occur
No one is destined to stay same and suffer
As light emerges after long night spell
Everything is transformed for something to tell
Take it as positive aspect
Bit all depends on your good act
If you are sincere and honest
Everything will be looked upon as best
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Good night
Good Night is no answer
Good knowledge is known by fewer
We know there is great risk
Day may never turn right
Yet so good about night to reflect on face
As we surrender to almighty in darkness
Not knowing about next day
Simple sleep with shelter to him anyway
"Good morning" may bring cheers
Face may brighten without fear
You are in world to see with joy
Whole day to witness and enjoy
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Forever or never
"Forever or never"
Stands for sure
Yet that is no mystery
It is taken as blessings from almighty
Her smile stands universal
Face brightens upon his arrival
That is the world for her survival
Full assurance for her from him to see no troubles
Who can do without partner?
Help is needed sooner or later
"United we stand, divided we fall"
Let us do and obey natural call
He or she matters less
Life seems cruel with an ugly face
She may need "not token of love"
But with happiness and nicely drove
When someone proposes
It may be looked with many vices and verses
Yet full confidence emerges on both side
As world is open and sky is very wide
Life is worth to explore
It asks more and more
Yet we need it more for our existence
There has to be some solid insistence
We may feel bogged down with bone of contention
Real values may need some loose retention
Yet it has to be lived with little compromise
Some where with fulfillment or somewhere with broken promises
Woman needs it more in reality
As she has little fragile quality
Not all women can stand bravely
As some impossible has to be tackled humanly
No problem even if something is wrong
Not everything is available for simple song
Wheels of cart will have to be kept in readiness
So it moves ahead without friction and smoothness
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Fate to fight
Why think of their death to night?
When you are not sure of your fate to fight
Some what it created little awkwardness
Are we in full capacity to judge on their face?
The talk of reward comes later
Let us be peace lover and not hater
Life as such is totally uncertain
Important thing is to care for relation and maintain
Human life is full of misery
Love it to full extent even for your adversary
Never show to anybody that you are doing it out of pity
Act only to shows that you are just messenger of almighty
Whether life remains same or not should not cause any concern
Anything good performed by you may definitely turn
Your destiny and life into permanent peace
Life may be same again and spent at ease
Bow along with them for mass appeal
Your wish and desire should be in fact real
No lip services or out side show shown to the people
Else it my be known soon and land you in trouble
Let us go to their help if blessed with resources
Internal wishes and conscience must act as divine force
Noble soul with its action is always noticed by all
They see in it a good gesture to respond the call
We all must show sympathy in their troubled days
Pray almighty to come to the rescue and show the way
Render everything if that can over come their woes
Ponder not over result if almighty comes to your help and does
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His name
I hear a loud voice in morning "Allah Akbar"
It is heard across the town and even very far
I come out from the bed and look at the bright star
Same glittering and light even placed among small stars
What a pleasant morning to feel with his name!
One may wonder with the little thought "from where he came"
It is time to bow head and offer earnest prayers
Then to prepare for other activities as players
Why other religious places too lag behind?
Same meaning but with different slogan to find
Remember almighty for his graceful act
Owe everything to him for this known fact
O lord Ram or Allah Akbar I honestly swear
I am not afraid from life but have only one fear
Never subject us to feel pain and shed the tears
Only bless us each morning for your name to hear
Even if we are fast asleep you repeat the same cycle
Come out from your vault and make the full circle
Da
y and night take place and make beautiful round
Where on earth human beings find it around!
Kindness emerge all of sudden whenever I see at the cross
Force me to think twice whether life was not at total loss
Did I perform any act that can be detrimental to my faith?
What will I answer when I shall see thou after the death?
I open the eyes gracefully and thank almighty
What a day to enjoy and feel with simple beauty!
Everywhere to see colorful birds and enjoy melody
Endeavour to feel "he belongs to all and not to somebody"
It is time to start with day's routine
Duties and rights both combine
It may be only option to feel fine
As his presence is very much divine
* Lord Ram.. Worshipped by Hindu*
*Allaho Akbar……. BY Muslims*
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Don't Cheat
Don't cheat it makes people sad
Don't cheat it makes people mad
Don't cheat it makes people die
Don't cheat it makes people lie
Don't cheat it makes people pi**ed
Don't cheat it makes people bit*chie
Don't cheat it makes people kill the person that cheated on them
Don't cheat it makes people get a knife and cut there self
People everyday die From getting cheated on
People hate people after it happens
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A day to start
What a day to start with in cold!
Brisk morning walk with new day in world
Life means something enterprising and new
Enough time at disposal to think and review
Nature is not lagging behind in its initiative
Everything around is in true sense objective
What cuckoo has something to do with morning melody?
When everyone is tight asleep in bed has business of no body?
"Good morning "I look around to see sweet address
Some younger and elderly people greet with smile on face
With no grievance, ill feeling or unhappiness
I feel great part of this beautiful world in such case
The leaves make little move with wind's blow
Gentle air makes fragrance move and flow
It has unique charm when you are really fresh
Whole of energy is stored in mind and ready to dash
We must thank almighty for whatever has been given
At least fresh air keeps mind really to be driven
It keeps all thoughts to one side and enjoys the greatness
Free from all worries and escape from worldly mad chase
Certainly when you greet a person at the start of the day
Think of goodwill and blessings that might be helping on the way
It is only think that human being needs in true living
"Live and let others live" with true faith and believing
When we greet certain people, the magnetic circle moves
It creates good will around and any kind of ill feeling is removed
All main religions too advise to show the smiling face
Even in adversity to stick to the ground and chase
It is to be borne in mind that each morning id different
The change is visible and is really apparent
The opportunity is on hand and considered as heavenly sent
We should take it as chance in life and enjoy as scent
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