Dr John Celes Poems

I’m proud to be Indian;
I love my motherland;
I breathe air that is free
and till the soil, my land!
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’Tis not in what you are but how you are;
’Tis not in what you do but how you do;
’Tis not in what state you’re but how you made it;
It is not in getting awards but befittingly!
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A hundred days have gone off
With me as Dean – I laugh;
I love my every staff
My anger, I now quaff!
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And Lo! I am now here
Seated in the Dean’s chair,
Breathing unpolluted air;
Trying to be quite fair.
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They call me as ‘Chief-guest’.
I’ve little time to rest;
I try to do my best;
I try to be well-dressed.
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My anger is all gone;
I am not just alone;
It is a newer dawn
That I see every morn!
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How people fight and fume
Over everything around!
How adults scream and shout
For everything they find!
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I am a weak vessel.
Strengthen me, O Lord!
Help me fill up to the brim
With virtues of all sorts.
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For long, have I not lived in sin?
Devils prevent my final win;
From path of good, have I not gone astray?
Afill my heart with grace, O God, I pray;
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The time has come for all to think-
A babe in womb is also life;
No one with conscience would dare kill,
Nor dismember a life with skill.
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