Dr John Celes Poems

If only when you wear your shoes, you know,
If it suits you or blisters hurt your feet;
Sit in the chair! Your conduct then will show,
How comfortable or not is your new seat!
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A pleasant stroll,
The peacock takes
On its way back,
Each evening.
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When patience is misread as one’s weakness,
And honesty as weakness all the more,
Truth emerges triumphant off harness,
And righteousness brings victory to the fore!
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One move that’s false can cost a man his life;
One mortal sin can deny soul, Heaven;
One vain desire can land a man in strife;
One blunder made can land in jail some man.
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My body you can kill may be, not soul,
And hand it over to my enemies!
You evil men hound me from pole to pole;
God helps me speak and gives me mental peace.
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When buttermilk has turned just too sour,
Much fermentation has made it unfit;
How can you make it potable, brother?
Just pour it down the drain or any pit!
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The Lord is holy, so He wants all men
To keep their bodies, minds very sacred,
Obey Commandments to enter Heaven,
Perform rituals, whatever He has said.
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Like rider lone on horseback in desert,
While vultures scream encircling overhead;
To sun and wind and dusty storms inert,
In quest of hope-filled plains, I ride half-dead!
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No one’s indispensable in this world;
Someone will surely take our place someday!
Retirement comes for good when we are old;
Let sober thoughts not come in our faith’s way.
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Just skeletal figures, white-saree clad!
Wind-carried, frail beings that hardly walk;
They hurry ’cause ’tis late with weather bad;
Their mouths are stiff: ’tis better they don’t talk!
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