Dr John Celes Poems

The man perfumed has body-malodor;
The oft-bather has skin that’s dirty, thick;
The wig-wearer has scalp that’s grown balder;
The selfish man has heart that’s always sick.
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The greatest men on earth must one day die;
The great Red-wood and Sequoias don’t long thrive;
The powerful-most men crash, however high;
No creature can always remain alive.
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The age-old profession called harlotry
Survives till date, despite many onslaughts;
A legal way for all adultery,
Where men pay sums for the ‘joy’ of the cots!
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The modern world’s one main disease is stress!
The kind of life we lead, can most depress;
The policies on health are in a mess;
One man attempts the other to suppress.
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Don’t blame the door for creakiness when old;
Don’t blame the oven for burnt cakes it bakes;
Don’t blame the seller of the things bought/sold;
Don’t blame the cot for squeaky noise, it makes.
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When warm-up stage is over, you then find,
the exercises seeming easier!
Thoughts and actions when disciplined in mind,
Life goes on, smoothly, without any fear!
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Like Dove, a bird free, I’ as born into this world;
Now a victim of Satan’s temptations;
Denied of grace, my soul’s institution’s
Caged without food or drink, remaining sold!
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Wooly Lamb, Wooly Lamb, frisking along;
Wooly Lamb, Wooly Lamb, bleating a song;
Wooly Lamb, Wooly Lamb, wearing fur-coat,
Wooly Lamb, Wooly Lamb, looking so bright!
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What one day brings, another takes away;
Nothing is constant in our earthly-life;
Just like how comes the night, follows the day;
Just like how comes some joy, follows too strife.
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Can one man fight an army all alone?
Can one’s good deeds undo the evils done?
Can one saint bring succor to all who moan?
Can one clown make all people laugh by fun?
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