Do I remit or earn?
The bed ridden father
Has made me a scavenger.
He remits his sins, I know.
What about me for my sufferings?
Do I too remit or earn virtues?
16.08.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sins and pleasure
Pleasure of sins lures me to sin.
Sins of pleasure follow me in.
I sow sins to harvest pleasure
And sow pleasure to harvest sins.
Virtues might promise me pleasure
But it is sins that assure of it.
Sins are the food meant for senses.
Virtues are the food made of ego.
I do sins to derive pleasure
And then repent to cleanse my soul.
Virtues I stay with; sins I flirt with.
29.03.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sonnet: Sufferings- the Key to Life
Through sufferings, we are born to lead this life;
Through sufferings, we are even baptized;
Through sufferings, we all must meet our strife;
Through sufferings, we’re even magnetized.
Through sufferings, sometimes we have our joy!
Through sufferings, we earn our livelihood;
Through sufferings, we grew to man from boy;
And sufferings’ our teacher from childhood!
Through sufferings, we learn in life good things;
Through sufferings, we learn to live well, pray!
Through sufferings, big truths, this world us brings;
By sufferings, we fight ‘gainst Tempter’s ways.
Yet, sufferings- a blessing God us gave,
To keep the road to Heaven, well behave!
poem by John Celes
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Not Afraid
I'm not afraid to die
All these sufferings;
plagues, diseases
are killing me inside
But I'm not afraid
.
And so, death, being
The harvest of man
For sins of a thousand years
And all these sufferings,
Not enough to atone
For my sins?
poem by Efe Benjamin
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O Sacred Heart of Jesus!
O sacred heart of Jesus Christ!
Afilled with sorrow from our sins,
Thy precious blood bleeding from it
With anguish, from our blunders made.
Love radiating endlessly;
Heart yearning to forgive our sins;
What sufferings you underwent
To pay the price to set souls free!
What kindness filled eyes gaze on us!
Thy piercing looks can touch all hearts,
Converting souls in mortal sins,
Into remorse and repentance.
With halo round Thy divine head,
And lips that silently console
All minds in chaos and travail,
Bestowing peace and joy unique.
Thy countenance, calm and serene;
And Hand that blesses those who plead
For favors and eternity
In Heaven- hear our prayers Lord!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 11-24-2007
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Face rather than avoid
The more you try to avoid sufferings
The more you will suffer from trivial things,
Which will occupy that place to torture you,
With the quota of suffering yet to come.
Instead, face the sufferings and finish it.
17.11.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Perceptions
Ghosts don’t haunt; fears of ghosts would.
God does not assure; faith in Him would.
Sins don’t punish; guilt of sin would.
Virtues don’t reward; pride of virtue would.
15.04.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My Prayer, When Did I Became Such A Goat?
I used to be so strong
But a soft breaze
broke all of my walls
to the ground
My memorries are messengers
And they told me
that I have a disease
Wondering, but I don't know
psychotic episode
unto the streets
into the woods
inside an inner war
So far away from light
But I keep running into the dark
Can't stop my own two feet
I lost my place
These strings are hard to cut through
I was warned several days
When did I became such a goat?
Oh god please, undo this
All of these terrible mistakes I made
Don´t let this be my last time to breathe again
Don't leave me, here astrayed, abandoned to die
Oh god, save me
Am I still your child?
Father, undo this
Father, help me please
Father, forgive me
My god....
Your
son's
blood
Jesus
Chr ist
Undo my sins
Undo the sins
Father....
Father....
A New Pair Of Wings (Fun Poem 52)
Some people say I am an Angel,
well not quite yet.
I am still trying to earn my wings.
I once had a pair
unfortunately, they fell off.
When they made them,
they made them three sizes too big.
They have called me in for a new fitting,
hoping they will be ready
for New Years day.
30 December 2007
poem by David Harris
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The God of Love!
By love, God made the universe;
By love, God created the earth;
By love, God made man and woman;
By love, God gave them each a soul.
By love, God cares for human needs;
By love, God watches over man;
By love, God gave Ten Commandments;
By love, God punishes man too.
By love, God made Heaven for man;
By love, God sent His son to earth;
By love, God had Christ die on cross;
By love, God nullified sins’ rod;
By love, God waits to embrace man!
The God of love made man with love;
But man with sins questions Him, ‘How? ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-13-2007
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My heavenly Father
My heavenly Father, I just want to thank you.
As the sunrise to proclaim the dawning of another day,
I lift my humble cry heavenward to you.
God, I thank you for blessing me in an unimaginable way.
My heavenly Father, I just want to thank you.
In spite of my many sins and numerous transgressions,
I must realize that I am blessed by you.
Through them, You taught me some valuable lessons.
My heavenly Father, I just want to thank you.
As the sunshine cascade down upon my awakening frame,
I just want to thank you, my heavenly Father.
One more day, I can rise to sing praises to your Name.
My heavenly Father, I just want to thank you.
I am divinely blessed to be in the land of the living.
I truly thank you, my heavenly Father.
I am blessed to be alive because my sins are forgiven.
poem by Reginald Walker
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Secret Sins Of My Father
Alone you crept
and
Alone I wept
Oh Father,
the secret sins
I kept
You
The Father, who
Took my first kiss,
then sucked away
all my bliss
I
The Daughter, who
had to be dissed,
then locked away
in the mist
Tell me,
Do you remember this?
How you,
dear father caressed my breasts
with your fingertips?
Please say you remember this,
When you,
my father pressed your tongue
through my virgin lips.
Can you Confess this?
Or only Detest this?
When truth is..
Alone you crept
and
Alone I wept
When Father,
They were Your sins
that I kept
Exposed my eyes
Preached those lies
Pushed aside all
My Taboo Cries
Now you shall die
Where my
Scarlet Letter lies
Far from the
heavenly sky
Down through the dirt
Where you'll surely pay for my hurt
Where the Secret Sins of My Father
will hang, an eternal curse
Where the Silent Cries of his Daughter
is sang aloud and forever heard.
poem by Karoliena Somura
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Sonnet: Let Sufferings Come, So What!
My suff’rings isn’t big compared to others;
Each one’s sufferings appear too much to him!
How suffered my freedom-fighter brothers!
We tend to think that each one’s life is grim.
How pioneers suffer in walks of life!
How prisoners suffer in lone cellars!
How leaders strive to ward off unique strife!
How people suffer when come down pillars!
Suffered have many, much more than any;
How suffered Christ for man’s sins on the cross!
Sufferings in life will visit so many;
A man who suffers is now his own boss!
Sufferings are nothing when God is beside;
In suff’ring souls on earth, God will reside.
poem by John Celes
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A Rendezvous
Nightly I put up this humble petition:
'Forgive me, O Father of Glories,
My sins of commission, my sins of omission,
My sins of the Mission Dolores.'
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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The Resurrection of Jesus
'I’m leaving for my Father’s house right now;
I’ll get ready a feast for God’s beloved;
I leave my Spirit here, you needn’t fear; oh,
All mankind’s sins were washed by my blood-shed! '
And Jesus comes a second time to earth!
Then, choirs of angels will not be a dearth;
He comes to judge all those who had their birth;
He takes all righteous to eternal mirth.
Oh, what a lovely God with love endless!
Our fight with devils must be quite ruthless;
Our heavenly Father’s heart has great kindness;
Should we not keep our soul, pure and sinless?
(4-14-2007)
poem by John Celes
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Is the God conditional?
Father and mother!
You have concern for me
You are interested in me.
Your actions are not conditional.
You do not alienate me
Because I fail to entreat you.
I have no fear that you would desert.
You often forgive my sins.
Must I pray the God, whom I fear? .
Is God’s action conditional?
05.06.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Thank you Heavenly Father
You are the one and only true God
Thank you heavenly Father, for being the on who has and still
working on my behalf
I think...no I know my puny mind could not figure
the whole thing out
not by myself,
I'd lost my sanity had it not been for you
years ago 'Thank you Father'
You are GOD and there is no other
and there will never, never, ever be another
Thank you Father
for giving me peace
you know how I run to you when I'd get alarmed
especially when I have a heavy heart while shedding tears
Thank you Father for forgiving me of
disobedience, contrary, behavior 'Thank you Father'
thanks for not allowing me to die in those sins I was in
Thank you Father for our union
poem by Sylvia Loven Carter
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Sonnet- The Mystery Of God And Creation
What mystery shrouds the creation of God?
How mysterious is the Almighty One?
Did man evolve or was he made by Lord?
How can man call as God the Moon or Sun?
What harmony pervades the Universe?
What destiny awaits man on this earth?
Are sufferings, the Almighty One's curse?
Why God has made men of unequal girth?
How long ago, the Universe exists?
Why did God make one earth and many stars?
Despite their weakness, how men show their fists?
When Nature destroys, so does man- made wars.
And yet, God proves His love for human race;
And when man sins, God shows His angry face!
poem by John Celes
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Walk Like A Man
Man, the fights they had
He'd cover up his ears
He thought, "big boys don't cry"
Fought back all the tears
Mama'd use her makeup
To hide the bruises on her face
In the morning they'd pretend
That there'd never ever
Been a trace
His old man woke him up
To help him find the car
Take the bus uptown
Outside some run-down bar
Swore that he was quitting
And then he'd start to cry
And though the boy knew the truth
Sometimes he'd still believe that lie
[chorus]
When the sins of the father
Are the sins of the son
All you do is crawl
When you wanna run
But God gave boys their mamas
Cause they always see their promise
And they help them understand
How to walk like a man, walk like a man
They moved a lot of places
They never settled down
It got pretty old, being the new kid in town
He'd always tell his friends, "My daddy's sick today"
Said, he'd be rich if he had a nickel every time
He heard his mama say
[chorus]
The sins of the father
Are the sins of the son
Crawl before you walk boy
Walk before you run
Come on, stand up straight
I'm proud of you
Take my hand, I know you can
Walk like a man, walk like a man
Your daddy's demons are callin' your name
Don't you listen to them, cause they got no claim
Temptation may come, that ain't no sin
You get stronger everytime that you don't give in
The sins of the father
Are the sins of the son
You can't undo what has been done
You'll have to retrace his footsteps through the sand
And pray you'll find the love of a girl
And take her by the hand
And walk on
Walk like a man
song performed by by Tim McGraw
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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
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: Let Goodness Always Prevail
The mammoth trees are cut for timber's sake;
Large trees along the roads are felled as well;
The smaller ones in wild now grow and swell;
Then clouds to pour the rain, how can God make!
When virtues aren't nurtured in life sometime,
Then vices grow with vengeance in man's heart;
When bells of praise and hymns to God don't chime,
Blessings and grace from heaven can't depart.
When man's good deeds are stopped for reasons much,
His sins grow from a mole to mountain size;
How can the Maker's favours ever touch,
As sins abound and soul afills with vice?
For God to bless, our righteousness must grow,
And seeds of virtues, good deeds, one must sow!
poem by John Celes
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