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Never say a humorous thing to a man who does not possess humor. He will always use it in evidence against you.

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There Is This Man Who Does Not Know Where To Go

there is this man who does not know where to go
his wife left him
and his children had already disregarded him

there is this man who does not know anymore how to live
no one cares
about his baldness, his wrinkled skin, his rambling thought
gnarled, whorled,
his arms do not know what to hold
his soul has no anchor
his mind whirls
his hopes all burned
he is ashed
but not gone

people laugh at him and twist their faces at his back
there is still a place for him in the roof of my empathy
he takes shelter here and on this last threshold his fears
at least, are gone momentarily

we shall touch him and we shall watch how he shall quiver

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Confucius

A man who does not plan long ahead will find trouble right at his door.

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Edging My Way Up To Success

there is no instant success
you are not born successful
i am proud to say
i edge myself slowly
towards the platform
of success
the road was rough
the weather was not good
i did not have a carriage
and a horse
to make thing easier
for me
i was like a snail not
hoping for that gift of
speed from a rabbit
i learned from the
turtle somehow
reached the finishing line
much to their
surprise
i am a hardheaded man
who does not believe
in failures anymore.

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The Man Who Wrote Danny Boy

It happened one night
At three in the morning
The devil appeared in my studio room
And he said Im your pal
And Ill make you a deal
Blow away your struggle
And Ill take your soul for a toy
After rubbing my eyes
I looked all around me
At the half-finished drivel Id worked on for days
And I told him my dream
Was to live for all time
In some perfect refrain
Like the man who wrote danny boy
And I said if youre real, then Ill ask you a question
While most of us turn into ashes or dust
Just you and that other guy go on forever
But who writes the history
And who do I trust?
He gave me a wink
And he said it was funny
How mortals would pour all their blood, sweat and tears
Onto tape, onto paper
Or into the air
To be lost and forgotten
Outside of his kind employ
Then I thought I could hear a great sound in the distance
Of whiskey-soaked singing
And laughter and cheers
And theyre saying, that song could bring tears to a glass eye
So pass me the papers, Ill sign them in blood
And the smell of the brimstone was turned into greasepaint
And the roar of the crowd like the furies of hell
And I hear the applause and I hear the bells ringing
And the sound of a womans voice from the next room
Saying come to me now
Come lay down beside me
Whatever youre doing youre too gone to see
You cant hold onto shadows, no more than to years
So be glad for the pleasures
Were young enough to enjoy
So maybe Im drunk
Or maybe a liar
Or maybe were all living inside a dream
You can say what you like
When Im gone, then youll see
Ill be down in the dark
Down underground
With shakespeare and bach
And the man who wrote danny boy

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A man who does not trust himself will never really trust anybody.

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Mad Man

You walk down the street
Circus freak, circus freak!
They whine and bellow
You are no ordinary fellow
Eat, sleep and drink
Man who does not blink
Cut, batter and shred
Man whose face is fed
Dress up, go to town
The experience a let down
Mutter angrily at strangers
You only endanger
Mortals have no morals
Your hate has gone oral
Yell, scream, and howl
It is in the dark you prowl
Fruitful women, faceless men
You wait and count slowly to ten
Annihilate, destroy, and devour
In the shadows, you glower

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A Sketch

The little hedgerow birds,
That peck along the road, regard him not.
He travels on, and in his face, his step,
His gait, is one expression; every limb,
His look and bending figure, all bespeak
A man who does not move with pain, but moves
With thought. -He is insensibly subdued
To settled quiet: he is one by whom
All effort seems forgotten; one to whom
Long patience hath such mild composure given
That patience now doth seem a thing of which
He hath no need. He is by nature led
To peace so perfect, that the young behold
With envy what the Old Man hardly feels.

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Sonnet: Ignore The worldly Man

Ignore the man who goes after the money;
Ignore the man who is after power;
The former looses soon life’s harmony;
The latter turns akin an earth-mover!

Ignore the man who goes after sheer name;
Ignore the man who is after status;
The former ends up in ultimate shame;
The latter suffers the common-man’s curse.

Ignore the man whose heart has selfishness;
Ignore the man with sadistic display;
The former will soon show his uselessness;
The latter cannot go long in this way.

Ignore the man who loves not his neighbor;
God will not love him despite all labor!

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Animal Tranquillity and Decay

The little hedgerow birds,
That peck along the roads, regard him not.
He travels on, and in his face, his step,
His gait, is one expression: every limb,
His look and bending figure, all bespeak
A man who does not move with pain, but moves
With thought.--He is insensibly subdued
To settled quiet: he is one by whom
All effort seems forgotten; one to whom
Long patience hath such mild composure given,
That patience now doth seem a thing of which
He hath no need. He is by nature led
To peace so perfect that the young behold
With envy, what the Old Man hardly feels.

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Lunch And The Story About Geronimo

my lunch with her
could have been my lunch with you
and we could have laughed harder together,

we could have discussed well about Geronimo
his beautiful wife & kids
his lonely life in New York
and his being in love (with someone else)

this, perhaps is the most interesting part
and we could have talked the whole night till the breaking of dawn
when all the stars begin to hide in too much light
fading to the ocean of morning light

but once he said
and he was telling me with all the seriousness of a man
who does not want to be hurt anymore

that love is never a joke
for to him it has entailed not joy but pain
not an open door but a closed gate forever.

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Love me!

Love me!

You who has nocked the doors of my wounded heart

Love me!

For your sake I believed in love once again

Love me!

O, man who has conviced me that the men also cry

I Say,
I love you

And I know you're sinking for her love

I ask you!
Love me!

And I know that your heart on the path of her love is a martyr

I say!
Love me!

And I know that your heart from the ache of her love is bleeding

You the man who, does not sleep,

Yet, does not wake up

Until he takes his pen and

Immerses it in his own blood,

To write on the pages of his wounded heart

The pain of his love every single day

To start his day,
over and over again
Everyday!

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A touch of feelings

Who is that most merciful
Without weighing and admonishing
My all wickedness and designs of evils
With a whisper of call and eye blinking
Washed way like an expert brush man

I am a child again
You make me a friend

Your love is such a strong
No wrong doings
Prevent you
Your love is a pack of thousand storms

You jerk me, you rock me
Your love is the best
Better than million dances
rays of the fire ball
over the plants

your love is such a wise
better than the world of owls
never digs
the dead history
of the past of my life

Wonder and fragrance
a soft touch of feelings
your love and pardon
blown out senses by a concrete wind
the song of all wisdoms
make me a man
who does not fear any more to fall
from the high cliff
again

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An Easy Pace

I am a man who does not like rushing;
I like to take life at an easy pace.
Friends joke about it
saying a snail just overtook you.
I take no notice and just laugh it off.
If the world wants to go at a faster pace
that is all right with me.
I’ll just take my time
and always get there in the end.
I always think that if you rush about
you miss out on so much.
You see drivers on the motorway
racing along doing a ton
and I often wonder
are they out to commit suicide.
I just drive along at sixty
and that is comfortable for me.
The only thing I seem to be quick at
is when it comes to writing poetry.
With them, I dash them off
at an incredible rate.
Where most will write one a day
I can dash sometimes up to ten.
I have even been known
to do more than that occasionally,
but everything else in life
I take at an easy pace.

12 May 2008

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Unconventional

The day was cold but she was not in point of fact she was too hot.
So she stripped off all of her clothes because she chose to I suppose
Her neighbours thought it rather quaint but only one raised a complaint
The vicar did not think she should do her gardening in the nude
But she replied acerbically that if he did not want to see
Then he should look the other way. She did not tell him how to pray
He should not tell her how she must dress. For all his show of piousness
She had seen him gazing lustfully when he was no one could see
Upon young school girls passing by from whom he could not tear his eye. What right has he to condemn me when I display quite openly
All that I have quite naturally with no false show of modesty
I’m not ashamed why should I be.I am the way that God made me
But he conceals his prurience behind an air of innocence
By advocating nudity at least I’m acting honestly.
I have no time for pious frauds who secretly gain their rewards
by using their imagination to enjoy what they would dearly like to do.
I told the vicar to his face I thought he was a black disgrace
He mumbled something in reply but could not look me in the eye.
He knew I had divined his lustfulness. He knew I knew no need to guess.
He thought it best to move away but where he went I cannot say.
We have a lady vicar now who does not try to tell me how
I ought to dress for gardening.content to let me do my own thing.
She says that sometimes she, wishes she could act as naturally.

26-Oct-08

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Bible in Poetry: Galatians 4

As long as heir is just a child,
He is not diff’rent from a slave,
Although he owns the whole estate,
Until time set by his father,
He has guardians and too trustees.

When we were children, we were slaves,
Under the basic rules of world;
But when the time had fully come,
God sent his son, born of woman,
Born under law to redeem all,
In law to rights receive of sons;
Being sons, God sent the Spirit
Of His One Son into our hearts,
Who calls out ‘Abba’ or Father;
No longer are you slaves but sons,
And being sons, God made you heirs!

Paul’s Concern for the Galatians:

When formerly, you didn’t know God,
You’re slaves to those who were not gods;
Now that you know the living God,
Or rather known by God Himself,
Why do you turn back to your ways
Of weak, improper principles?
Do you want to be slaves again?
You observe special months, seasons,
And days and years, I fear for you;
Have my efforts all gone awaste?

I plead with you, my brothers then,
Become like me, henceforth in time;
You haven’t done wrong to me at all;
Because I was then ill, I preached
The gospel first to you earlier;
Although my illness troubled you,
You didn’t treat me with contempt, scorn.

Contrariwise, you welcomed me
As if I were God’s angel then:
As if I were Christ Jesus Lord;
What happened to all of your joy?
If you had done, I would have told;
You would have gouged your eyes for me!
Am I your foe for telling truth?

Those people want to win you o’er,
And alienate you from us somehow;
For goodness sake, be zealous then,
Provided good, the purpose be;
And be so always, forever;
My children dear for whom I ache,
With child-birth pains till you get Christ,
Oh, how I wish I be with you,
And change my tone, perplexed with you!

Hagar and Sarah:

You who want to be in the law,
Aren’t you aware of what law says?
’Tis writ: Abraham had two sons
One by the slave woman, Hagar,
Other by free woman, Sarah;
The former came in common way,
But the free woman Sarah’s son
Was born by promise of God’s mouth.

These represent two covenants:
The former one from Mount Sinai,
Which bears children who will be slaves;
And this is Hagar, Arabia,
Presently now Jerusalem,
Which is in bondage with children;
The city that’s above is free,
And she is our mother, Sarah!

For ’tis written:

‘Be glad, O barren woman then,
Who does not bear any children;
Break forth in joy and cry aloud;
You do not suffer labor pains;
Because the children born are more
Of the desolate woman than
Of her, who has a husband own.’

But then, what does the Scripture say?
Get rid of slave woman and son,
For latter never can share in
Inheritance with free woman’s son;
We aren’t children of slave woman,
But are the sons of free woman!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-2-2007

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The Poem of Zuhair

'Does the blackened ruin, situated in the stony ground between Durraj and Mutathallam, which did not speak to me, when addressed, belong to the abode of Ummi Awfa?

'And is it her dwelling at the two stony meadows, seeming as though they were the renewed tattoo marks in the sinews of the wrist?

'The wild cows and the white deer are wandering about there, one herd behind the other, while their young are springing up from every lying-down place.

'I stood again near it, (the encampment of the tribe of Awfa,) after an absence of twenty years, and with some efforts, I know her abode again after thinking awhile.

'I recognized the three stones blackened by fire at the place where the kettle used to be placed at night, and the trench round the encampment, which had not burst, like the source of a pool.

'And when I recognized the encampment I said to its site, 'Now good morning, oh spot; may you be safe from dangers.'

'Look, oh my friend! do you see any women traveling on camels, going over the high ground above the stream of Jurthum?

'They have covered their howdahs with coverlets of high value, and with a thin screen, the fringes of which are red, resembling blood.

'And they inclined toward the valley of Soobán, ascending the center of it, and in their faces were the fascinating looks of a soft-bodied person brought up in easy circumstances;

'They arose early in the morning and got up at dawn, and they went straight to the valley of Rass as the hand goes unswervingly to the mouth, when eating.

'And amongst them is a place of amusement for the far-sighted one, and a pleasant sight for the eye of the looker who looks attentively.

'As if the pieces of dyed wool which they left in every place in which they halted, were the seeds of night-shade which have not been crushed.

'When they arrived at the water, the mass of which was blue from intense purity, they laid down their walking sticks, (i.e., took their lodging there,) like the dweller who has pitched his tents.

'They kept the hill of Qanan and the rough ground about it on their hand; while there are many, dwelling in Qanan, the shedding of whose blood is lawful and unlawful.

'They came out from the valley of Soobán, then they crossed it, riding in every Qainian howdah new and widened.

'Then I swear by the temple, round which walk the men who built it from the tribes of Quraish and Jurhum.

'An oath, that you are verily two excellent chiefs, who are found worthy of honor in every condition, between ease and distress.

'The two endeavorers from the tribe of Ghaiz bin Murrah strove in making peace after the connection between the tribes had become broken, on account of the shedding of blood.

'You repaired with peace the condition of the tribes of 'Abs and Zubyán, after they had fought with one another, and ground up the perfume of Manshim between them.

'And indeed you said, 'if we bring about peace perfectly by the spending of money and the conferring of benefits, and by good words, we shall be safe from the danger of the two tribes, destroying each other.'

'You occupied by reason of this the best of positions, and became far from the reproach of being undutiful and sinful.

'And you became great in the high nobility of Ma'add; may you be guided in the right way; and he who spends his treasure of glory will become great.

'The memory of the wounds is obliterated by the hundreds of camels, and he, who commenced paying off the blood money by instalments, was not guilty of it (i.e., of making war) .

'One tribe pays it to another tribe as an indemnity, while they who gave the indemnity did not shed blood sufficient for the filling of a cupping glass.

'Then there was being driven to them from the property you inherited, a booty of various sorts from young camels with slit ears.

'Now, convey from me to the tribe of Zubyán and their allies a message,-'verily you have sworn by every sort of oath to keep the peace.'

'Do not conceal from God what is in your breast that it may be hidden; whatever is concealed, God knows all about it.

'Either it will be put off and placed recorded in a book, and preserved there until the judgment day; or the punishment be hastened and so he will take revenge.

'And war is not but what you have learnt it to be, and what you have experienced, and what is said concerning it, is not a story based on suppositions.

'When you stir it up, you will stir it up as an accursed thing, and it will become greedy when you excite its greed and it will rage fiercely.

'Then it will grind you as the grinding of the upper millstone against the lower, and it will conceive immediately after one birth and it will produce twins.

'By my life I swear, how good a tribe it is upon whom Husain Bin Zamzam brought an injury by committing a crime which did not please them.

'And he had concealed his hatred, and did not display it, and did not proceed to carry out his intention until he got a good opportunity.

'And he said, 'I will perform my object of avenging myself, and I will guard myself from my enemy with a thousand bridled horses behind me.'

'Then he attacked his victim from 'Abs, but did not cause fear to the people of the many houses, near which death had thrown down his baggage.

'They allowed their animals to graze until when the interval between the hours of drinking was finished, they took them to the deep pool, which is divided by weapons and by shedding of blood.

'They accomplished their object amongst themselves, then they led the animals back to the pasture of unwholesome indigestible grass.

'I have grown weary of the troubles of life; and he, who lives eighty years will, mayest thou have no father if thou doubt 11 grow weary.

'And I know what has happened to-day and yesterday, before it, but verily, of the knowledge of what will happen to-morrow; I am ignorant.

'I see death is like the blundering of a blind camel; -him whom he meets he kills, and he whom he misses lives and will become old.

'And he who does not act with kindness in many affairs will be torn by teeth and trampled under foot.

'And he, who makes benevolent acts intervene before honor, increases his honor; and he, who does not avoid abuse, will be abused.

'He, who is possessed of plenty, and is miserly with his great wealth toward his people, will be dispensed with, and abused.

'He who keeps his word, will not be reviled; and he whose heart is guided to self-satisfying benevolence will not stammer.

'And he who dreads the causes of death, they will reach him, even if he ascends the tracts of the heavens with a ladder.

'And he, who shows kindness to one not deserving it, his praise will be a reproach against him, and he will repent of having shown kindness.

'And he who rebels against the butt ends of the spears, then verily he will have to obey the spear points joined to every long spear shaft.

'And he who does not repulse with his weapons from his tank, will have it broken; and he who does not oppress the people will be oppressed.

'And he who travels should consider his friend an enemy; and he who does not respect himself will not be respected.

'And he, who is always seeking to bear the burdens of other people, and does not excuse himself from it, will one day by reason of his abasement, repent.

'And whatever of character there is in a man, even though he thinks it concealed from people, it is known.

'He, who does not cease asking people to carry him, and does not make himself independent of them even for one day of the time, will be regarded with disgust.

'Many silent ones you see, pleasing to you, but their excess in wisdom or deficiency will appear at the time of talking.

'The tongue of a man is one half, and the other half is his mind, and here is nothing besides these two, except the shape of the blood and the flesh.

'And verily, as to the folly of an old man there is no wisdom after it, but the young man after his folly may become wise.

'We asked of you, and you gave, and we returned to the asking and you returned to the giving, and he who increases the asking, will one day be disappointed.'

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Beware the man who does not drink.

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Everything comes to the man who does not need it.

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He is the wisest man who does not think himself so.

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The man who does not love a horse cannot love a woman.

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