Dr John Celes

Silver Star - 4,001 Points (14-2-1957 / Coimbatore, Tamilnadu, India)

Sonnet: Woes Anew Will Come - Poem by Dr John Celes

Just when I thought my troubles were over,
Problems afresh poured like torrential rain;
I had to go to God for fresh cover;
The devils realigned themselves again!

I’m sure to win again in shorter time;
The devils cannot win the game at all;
I know the terrain where I tread and clime;
God helps me stand up if ever I fall.

My faith in God is like a mighty rock!
My tolerance to problems is quite high;
My rocket with its mother-ship will dock;
Undauntedly, I fight for success nigh.

My newer troubles will be over soon!
The experience will soon become my boon.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 2, 2003

Poem Edited: Monday, March 8, 2010


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