Song of a man [Cântecul unui om]
What I was once I am no more...
But I regret what I am now
And that I've failed, I disavow,
To be the bard I was before...
And when I hated I was hailed
And when I loved I received strife...
But I've been singing all my life
The One who on the cross was nailed...
My former hopes are but a dream,
I've gathered what I wished not for...
But all those days I can ignore –
Like some unwritten tale they seem...
If now I have a holy core,
For sure that God had this in mind –
To let me change...then try to find
The man I was, but am no more...
poem by Ion Minulescu, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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Poem: Song to the Holy Cross
The cross of love:
The cross I love:
The cross I'd loved all life;
The wooden cross:
The holy cross:
The cross that bore man's strife.
The oaken cross:
The heavy cross:
The cross Jesus carried;
The cross on which
Christ Lord was nailed:
And bore man's sins indeed.
The cross of death:
The blood-stained cross:
The Savior, man, redeemed;
The cross of life's
Victory o'er death:
That souls on earth must heed.
poem by John Celes
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Rebirth / A new day has comes
Tired of walking these days
Your old body celebrates its 60th birthday
The moment, eyes too weak to be opened
Sights become too blur to welcome ray
What left only dream of past dream stained
Back to yesterday
Mourning for what u can't achieved
Living with someone with not trusted and believed
Make life so hard almost to cleave
Regret all mistakes that you've leave
Keep thinking what contribution u was gave
And actually what you've gave? ....
20years before...
Did you remember how much time you wasted?
Busy complaining of life to live in pain
Just need to end bad days, that all what you wanted
Still not to fight but surrender to illusion pain
You not kid anymore, cry and think future for granted
You big enough to make a move, to make change through the rain
15years before that
You was young and filled with energy
High dreaming, but just let dreams to be only a dream
You have many chances, but u afraid to make a change
Swept by your negative thinking, you lost your teenage dream
At this age, chances still come but you never did a change
Lost in life trick, you blind to see future beam
10years previously
Grown up as teenager, fresher time ever
Explore yourself, everything you want to discover
Got high ambitious dreams and clever
Future will be bright if u has this courage forever
Frustration crying failed to stop u ever
8years ago before that age
Smiles, laugh, cry on your innocent face
Didn't know how hard life you will face
So brave, everything possible at this little age
Keep this u will be embraced by grace
When u was a baby
Nurtured with loves and raised with hopes
Be useful person, live in joy, your parents hope
Now, do you regret to break all the hopes?
Static like a statue you injected with fear dopes
Back to the present time
You still young and just preoccupied
Just wake up, open your eyes
Let the ray bring sight to your eyes
Waste time to lost hope,
New days come, bring new ropes
You only half way in this life road
Use your intuition at this crossroad
Drop your surrender, confidence to load
Look back, think ahead, do plan and think broad
One day, at 60years old fully loaded with smiles of gold
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Note: Don't give up, once you give up mean u have book
to have regret clouds for your old days...
For teenage friends here like me, let's chase dream! ! let past be the past
Unwritten Soul
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Sonnet: God, Imprint Thy Holy Cross
Imprint Thy Holy Cross on my forehead!
And let my face look ugly to the world;
And let my life become a thorny-bed;
And let me pass my days thus God, till old.
Imprint Thy Holy Cross onto my heart!
And let my thoughts be free of sinful shade;
And let their earthly tones from them depart;
And let me spend my life thus God and fade!
Imprint Thy holy Cross onto my soul!
And let its sanctity fill up its space;
And let Thy grace guide me onto my goal;
And let me have always a Heav’nly gaze!
Imprint Thy Holy Cross all through my life!
And let me not forget it ev’n in strife.
poem by John Celes
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The Holy Cross
O Holy Cross of Jesus Christ!
How must I come to Calvary?
– By giving up world’s pleasures first,
Carrying my own and follow Thee!
O Holy Cross that Christ had borne!
Take me to Heaven’s narrow gate;
Much strife my body does adorn,
My sufferings never abate!
O Holy Cross on which Christ died!
At times, in life I grow weary,
Although in God, I do abide;
With charm all lost, life seems dreary.
O Holy Cross that satan fears;
Then guide me in the way of light;
My stay on earth almost well nears;
Let Truth be always in my sight!
O Holy Cross: eternal sign;
In Jesus Christ, I trust my soul;
In Maker’s Feast, I wish to dine:
My only aim and earthly goal!
O Holy Cross that saves mankind;
Show me the dress of grace to don;
For only pure a heart and mind
Can see the face of God’s one Son!
poem by John Celes
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The Cross
praise him in all his glory
for behind this is a story.
a story for all the world to see.
and how He set mankind free.
HE gave up his life so that we may live
and freed us of mortal sin.
nailed to the cross with just a loin cloth.
and how they gambled for his garments
with his blood and everything on it.
and when the sky turned completly black
everyone ran and turned their backs.
they did not have any idea
the power that this man possessed
until they put their faith to the test.
when he came back on the third day
you could hear everyone say
HE is truely the son of GOD
and i'll keep him in my heart.
he kept his word that he'd return
and to his words we would forever learn.
after the sighting of his reincarnation
believers gathered for a celebration.
and on that day the number of apostles grew
to better serve me and you.
now there are holy men in every nation
praying for our salvation.
the cross that he was nailed to, still exists
but now it lives in our hearts
and has become a very big part
of the daily lives we live.
for the cross that we carry
is much different than his.
for we all have burdens and pains
that we must go through.
for that is the cross that we must bear,
and to the world our faith we share.
so carry this cross and hold your head up high
for he is looking down from the sky.
poem by Louis Rams
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You Should Have Hated Me
The day we met and got together,
The day you changed my life forever.
I was locked up alone, you set me free,
But I say now, you should have hated me.
The day I said that I loved you,
I gave you my heart so pure and true.
You loved me too, that I could see.
But I say now, you should have hated me.
The days we spent with so much fun,
The love we had was second to none.
Why didn't you just let me be,
I wish you would have hated me.
For when you came into my life,
You might as well have raised a knife.
For when that day you walked away,
You plunged it deep, to my dismay.
Now here I sit all alone,
Wishing that I would have known.
I still love you and I will wait,
Even though my heart breaks.
If you would have pushed me away,
And never met me on that day.
I wouldn't have pain to this degree,
If only you would have hated me.
poem by Adam McKim
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A Twist In The Tail
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As you watch from your house on the hill
World keeps spinning around you you're standing still
And a thought rivers enters your mind
Something happened once in my life
A fading picture of you that's so hard to describe
I've been where the sun never shines
That's alright there's a change in the story
That's alright there's a change in the plan
A twist in the tale
Face in the mirror head in the clouds
Hanging on to a dream that you can't do without
As it drops like a stone without trace
Give what you want take what you need
Squeezing so hard there's no room to breathe
And your flavour has fallen from grace
That's alright there's a change in the story
That's alright there's a change in the plan
A twist in the tale
I saw you dancing
Dancing on air
You were lost in the in the starlight
No one but me really cared
Every question turns out a lie
Can't you swallow the truth for once in your life
I loved you but don't ask me why
It's alright there's a change in the story
It's alright there's a change in the plan
A twist in the tale
song performed by by Deep Purple
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I Wish
I wished I had called to see if you were OK
But I was so caught up in my life
To even worry about your.
I wished I had been there for you
But I was to busy drinking
To even worry about you.
I wished I had cared more
But all I wanted was to escape
Even from you
I wished I had taken you seriously
But you tend to lie a lot
And I couldn't take you seriously
I wished I had told you I felt the same way
But I didn't want anyone to know I was in pain
Not even you
I wished you didn't feel like it was something you had to do
I wished you would of never pulled that trigger that night
I wished you could come back
I wished I told you that I loved you
But all theses excuses I make and wishes
Won't change the fact that your gone.
A Twist In The Tale
As you watch from your house on the hill
World keeps spinning around you youre standing still
And a thought rivers enters your mind
Something happened once in my life
A fading picture of you thats so hard to describe
Ive been where the sun never shines
Thats alright theres a change in the story
Thats alright theres a change in the plan
A twist in the tale
Face in the mirror head in the clouds
Hanging on to a dream that you cant do without
As it drops like a stone without trace
Give what you want take what you need
Squeezing so hard theres no room to breathe
And your flavour has fallen from grace
Thats alright theres a change in the story
Thats alright theres a change in the plan
A twist in the tale
I saw you dancing
Dancing on air
You were lost in the in the starlight
No one but me really cared
Every question turns out a lie
Cant you swallow the truth for once in your life
I loved you but dont ask me why
Its alright theres a change in the story
Its alright theres a change in the plan
A twist in the tale
song performed by by Deep Purple
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The Sign of the Holy Cross
The Holy Cross has been the sign
Encouraging me long;
The wonder of its sanctity
Can make a divine song.
When Jesus Christ died on the Cross
Redeeming mankind all;
My sufferings in life are naught,
So are my wounds of fall.
The Holy Cross beckons me on,
“Come, follow me all life.”
For that’s the way we reach Heaven
Forgetting all our strife!
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: Elixir of Life
O God, give me the Elixir of Life
To stay alive a century or more;
Thou free me forever from all my strife;
In divine love, let heart, mind and soul grow!
Poets of past years had a short life-span,
And died of disease, poverty and strife;
I wish to live long, die a holy man;
Give me on earth a spiritual Bard-life!
Could I be happy on earth and heaven?
Aware I am, Thou made me from mere clod;
Why didst Thou make me bard amidst such men?
What do I give Thee in return, O God?
Poems of mine will vindicate my love
And live for long, before I fly above!
(9-20-2000)
poem by John Celes
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Crucify Me
I hurt the ones I love the most.
My truths, they were all lies.
It was too late when I realized.
That she had said goodbye.
Say Goodbye to all I was.
That person is no more.
He took his things and packed them up.
And threw him out the door
I was the unholy trinity.
It was me, myself & I.
Living my life just like a blind man.
While life around me died.
All the drugs and alcohol.
The lies, deceit and lust.
The ways of me were acid.
Dissolving all the trust.
When all was lost I took a chance.
Fell to my knees and prayed.
I was tired of the unholy trinity.
And always being afraid.
I heard a voice, so soft and calm.
He told me what to do.
“I can take your life all full of lies,
And make your dreams come true.”
“Confront your past.”, the voice it said.
“See everything you've done.”.
I did and vowed to change my ways.
My new life had begun.
His grace and mercy took my past.
He pulled it from my chest.
And then I was as light as air.
I finally felt at rest.
The first gift I received that day.
It was my Father's eyes.
I now saw things in a different light.
And I began to rise.
He took my soil, and broke it up.
His seeds began to root.
I knew the hill was steep and long.
But I looked forward to His fruit.
Down the path I journeyed on.
I failed but still I tried.
I knew I could do anything.
With Jesus by my side.
When things they seemed impossible.
I could no longer climb the hill.
Then I received His second gift.
The gift of Jesus' will.
So there it was, my roman cross.
My feet and hands I nailed.
I knew just what I had to do.
To succeed where I had failed.
I hung on the cross, it hurt so bad.
But knew this was the way.
To win back the ones that I hurt so bad.
It was the price I had to pay.
Her heart began to soften.
As I hung there bruised and broke.
I'd stay up there til it was done.
I'd do just as He spoke.
He showed me love is action.
And In his actions I believe.
So on my cross I will remain.
Until His third gift I receive.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Alone But Alive
I am loved and I am hated,
I wonder why the world is segregated,
I hear voices screaming in vain,
I see souls of a world insane,
I want to know my silent fate,
I am loved and I am hated.
I pretend to control my destiny,
I feel my Judgement is weary and false,
I touch the souls of every tree,
I worry I am doing the mephisto waltz,
I cry for our leprosy, our life has faded,
I am loved and I am hated.
I understand the laws of conduct and chaos,
I say individuality is the essence. What is it to conform?
I dream about the Nuclear Holocaust,
I try to see the white sepulchre in uniform,
I hope to see our silent fate... torn deep and faded,
I am loved and I am hated.
poem by Count Dracula
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Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet II
'Twas thus with my Natalia, suppliant soul,
Who loved young Adrian to her heart's despite,
And loved him dearly, yet could not cajole
Her fears of ill nor use her woman's right
To grant his wish, but ever put away
The sweet fulfilment of each day's desire
To a new to--morrow void as yesterday.
Adrian in vain, with wild hopes high and higher,
Essayed to make her convert to his creed.
No laggard he to do, devise or dare.
But still she failed him ever at his need,
And still she gave but tears to his heart's prayer.
And days and nights went cheerless for them both,
And not a flower was gathered of love's troth.
poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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I Wish You Would't Bury Me On Christmas
A dark rewrite of We Wish You A Merry Christmas-Given to me in a very creepy dream by a ghostly solider.
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
Somehow it just don't seem right
Almost feels like I've been turned on
By both family and friends
If on this most holy of holidays you bury me
Deep out of sight
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
More often then not now I wonder
Are you doing this in my life I was gay?
So sure now that by family and friends I have been turned on
Because you are so ashamed
You long only to hide the real truth of your son away
now
Never did we ever share those golden days
Those golden days of yore
Gathered around my coffin I see are unfaithful friends who before always advoided us
Wonder why they are here
Could it be that their guilt they can no longer ignore?
Through the long endless years ahead I vow
Here and now
One by one
To haunt you all together
If the fates allow
To prove a augished solider son's ghost
I will hang a shining star upon the highest bough
If you dare to bury me on this Christmas day now
Never did we ever share those golden days
Those golden days of yore
Gathered around my coffin I see are unfaithful friends who before always advoided us
Wonder why they are here
Could it be that their guilt they can no longer ignore?
Through the long endless years ahead I vow
Here and now
One by one
To haunt you all together
If the fates allow
To prove a augished solider son's ghost
I will hang a shining star upon the highest bough
If you dare to bury me on this Christmas day now
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
Ooh mom and dad and all the rest
If you ever truely loved me
Could't you wait till the new year?
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
Ooh mom and dad and all the rest
If you ever truely loved me
Could't you wait till the new year?
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
Ooh mom and dad and all the rest
If you ever truely loved me
Could't you wait till the new year?
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
I wish you would't bury me on Christmas
Oh really
Could't you wait till the new year?
2008 Ramona Thompson
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After School (Villanelles)
Don’t think that school’s the hardest time in life.
You will graduate soon but don’t forget.
Believe, Believe do not end it in strife.
Some people will deal with it with a knife,
Because they are scared to try to forget.
Don’t think that school’s the hardest time in life.
Others might get rich and have a good life,
But it could end up in a huge regret.
Believe, Believe do not end it in strife.
Few may stay single in Gods way of life,
They will find happiness they won’t forget
Don’t think that school’s the hardest time in life.
Most have a fine job and a loving wife.
Someone to go home to and be a set
Believe, Believe do not end it in strife.
For you who don’t take the bad way in life,
Will be happy and never have regret.
Don’t think that school’s the hardest time in life.
Believe, Believe do not end it in strife.
poem by Martin Glenn
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Now-a-days
Now-a-days
Whenever I sleep
I dream bad dreams
And when I wake up
Anxieties grasp me
Like a python!
Now-a-days
The girls are like
Characters of a movie to me
And my hopes are like
A setting sun!
Now-a-days
Sometimes I think
If I had a time-machine
I would change my past!
Now-a-days
It seems, it's too late
To change even myself!
poem by Asif Andalib
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Jesus’ Cross
The Holy Cross beckons
To follow Jesus Christ;
The source of strength and joy
To souls, for Lord athirst!
The Holy Cross guides us
To walk upon His steps;
The Son of God had died
To save mankind from sins.
The Holy Cross reminds
To place our trust in God;
Jesus resurrected
To annul man from rod.
The Holy Cross signals
That life has crosses, woes;
Yet, we must tread fearless;
Engages God, our foes!
The Holy Cross goads us
To carry each one’s cross;
Our war with satan’s won,
By Jesus, without loss!
The Holy Cross renews
Our ties with Jesus Lord;
He will come in glory
To judge mankind by Word!
poem by John Celes
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The Holy Sabbath Day
God created the things He thought
Over the six days of the week,
And being pleased with His own work,
The Sabbath Day of rest, He sought!
God made the Sabbath Day for man
So that his body, heart and mind,
From week-days’ drudgery, rest find,
And thereby increase his life’s span!
God made the Sabbath Day holy
So that man could be nearer God,
And keep his soul afilled with grace,
And keep the heaven’s road always!
The Sabbath Day is crucial
For man to keep off diseases
Those afflict him these modern days,
And add more years to life on earth.
The Sabbath is the answer to
The affluent illnesses that
Affect most men including stress,
Avoiding all things of excess!
Man, keep the Sabbath Day holy;
Give rest to body, mind and heart;
Cleanse soul from sins by divine art,
And do your duty for your part.
On this day, think of God much more,
And thank Him for His blessings shown;
Pray fervently from your heart’s core,
And keep off evils known, unknown!
For, holy, holy is the Lord
Of heavens, earth – the most high God;
Whatever He says may look odd;
All will be fine, heeding His Word!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-23-2009
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Distantly Changed
At first,
Happy they are together,
Longing to be for each other forever,
Though,
Distance keeps one far from the other,
A stairway apart from each other,
Steps away from each other,
A walk apart from the other...
Then,
They somehow bump into each other,
But then they ignore each other,
A short glance at each other,
as they glare at each other,
Then,
They move away from each other,
No longer there for each other...
See how everything changes in just one blink,
Change is the only thing constant, I think,
First you're happy, then depressed,
at somehow stuck in obliviousness.
Change your look, change your mind,
Change the feelings you feel inside,
Change your mood, change it all,
Regret it after, change and fall.
(NONSENSE POEM: based on obseravations)
teeeheee...
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