A Red Lantern

a red lantern
hanging in the wooden hut
a boy's delight it has become
who wish for a heaven as bright
and beautiful as a red lantern.
every twilight he set the light burning
and pray in silence of the moment
may he be granted a heaven
with loving parents he shall unite again.
a red lantern
burning bright in red
its shades paint the face of the boy
he glows happily in hope
that one day a red lantern
will be his heaven.
days passing swiftly,together the boy grows too
the lantern fades but not the hope
the fire still burning, leaving hope
tomorrow still a heaven to be.

©2006 cyclopseven. All rights reserved.

Mask

hypocrisy well hidden
under the mask,love squeaks a tale so high
with a bayonet like tongue;
sweet speech a poisonous dart
flatten by praises rotten
sadden by wording hell
the poor hypocrites
veil well their creed
so, afar humanity wander
without realizing the mask worn
and the creed remains - masked.
gentle words pour in abundance
scarcely meet the human spirit
man ceasing in gradual stoop
as low as a vulture's meal.
tyranny held high up
straining necks of the masses
woes on earth forever new
adding wound on fresh scars
mankind pride with face masked.

©2006 cyclopseven. All rights reserved.

Manimals

they walk with minds murderous
mouthing principles of highest order
but the atrocities continue to fire
in rage of fits mankind blunder themselves
vision is dead, and mission sways;
in the middle of apathy
each passes the sympathy
guns and grenades made constant companion
in search of man to make bodies so the wooden coffins be filled
and stuffed far deep into the earth's bosom;
in life the dead was silenced
in dead they remain silent
none speaks peace nor survival
rage continually expressed
suppression is a question of weakness
they march ahead singing loud
a song of bravery for a callous victory
stomping heartless on hopes of man
irrespective of age and gender.

©2006 cyclopseven. All rights reserved.

Dignity

Dignity

Dignity is what we want,
As human beings on this earth;
Dignity is what we can’t,
Give up anyway since birth.

Dignity is innate right,
God has bestowed man, He made;
Dignity is cause to fight
When employees get under-paid.

Dignity, all need always
At home, at school and one’s work-place;
Dignity for human race,
Men must guarantee all days.

Dignity in livelihood,
Receive should all citizens;
Dignity in dying too,
World must assure everyone.

Dignity is what we need
In life on earth and when we die;
Dignity is good indeed
For creatures born under the sky.

Dignity for man and beast
Is a must for all, west / east;
Dignity for anyone
Shouldn’t be denied, any time!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-26-2006

God's Christmas Gift to Man

God’s Christmas Gift to Man

A baby boy is born today;
‘Emmanuel’ shall be his name;
To save all mankind, from its sins,
A virgin’s womb’s, from whence he came.

He brings to earth both joy and peace,
From Bethlehem, small town’s outskirts;
“The savior babe is ‘King of Kings’!”
The news is told first to shepherds.

And angel choirs too sing aloud:
“Glory to God in the highest,
And peace to earth, men of good-will!”
The manger baby sleeps half-dress’d!

The Star of Bethlehem too brings
From east, three wise-men, also kings;
On Christmas day, rejoice earthlings,
As world-o’er, every church bell rings!

The gift of God is Jesus Christ-
The sign of love of God for man;
The Messiah revealed Heaven;
Now go to God’s abode, all can!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-23-2006

Blue Beard's Chateau .part 1

Watch you....dear deep blue
Create new worlds
poised to populate ,
shamelessly copulate
seeking affirmations
from brainless bimbos,
soul-less bitches
in perpetual heat
heat and steam
soon spent
you are left
holding nothing
but your
abysmal sense
of inadequacy
lesson still not learnt
style supercedes
substance
tucking another
virtual feather
in your flaunty cap
you scan the screen
looking for new
worlds to conquer
Life smiles indulgently
as she gives you
yet another chance
to get it right!

~Kiyo~

CHRISTMAS 2006

Christmas

’Tis Christmas-time for all on earth;
A baby-boy will soon be born;
To give joy, peace- both things of dearth;
On a wonderful Christmas- morn!

The baby in the manger is
The ‘Lord of lords’ and ‘King of kings’!
He brings mankind the divine bliss
Of Redemption of human beings!

Oh, what a freezing night so cold!
The star of Bethlehem, behold;
The story of Christmas retold,
And glittering things get sold!

But Christmas is not ‘pomp and show’:
God gives a Savior, we all know;
And Santa Claus and gifts all, Oh,
And festooned Christmas –tree with bough!

’Tis time for cakes, pastries and gin;
’Tis time to truly look within;
’Tis time to say ‘Good-bye’ to sin;
A war against the devils win!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-1-2006

kalai_myglass

My glass !!

Day- by-day I lose My Day...

My soul feels the dire need,

to fill my half-filled glass.

Tracking down the memory line

I have failed to find the way

Which would lead me up to my Day !!

Lonely and alone in the blue bay

I yearned for my fulfilled glass.

Overcome by fears and misgivings

I daily lose my day in my dreams.

Shattered my heart cells cry again

And find it hard to oxygenate my brain...

Glancing through the reflecting glass

My eyes wince at the unfulfilled part.

Tears filled eyes glance at me -

Ready to roll down the cheeks

and reach my half-filled glass...

My hands reach to grab away the glass,

I vow to fill not my glass...

Nothing is at loss....

My kid is there to fill the glass..

Her achievements are my task.

Hunger,when I was only ten------

Hunger, when I was only ten-----

I was, young, ten, tender, ten only,
Not old enough to know the travails of
Poverty,
Hunger ate me alive,
When I starved hunger ate me alive,
I ran home from the school,
Ran faster than my body could sustain,
gulping water from the street tap,
The speed was breathless, speechless,
Straight ran into the kitchen,
To see the firewood was drenched,
For the thatched roof was leaky,
As if to shed tears for the desperate,
I, helpless, curled up in a corner,
Cursing my existence,
Befriending the cute kitten.

In tears

waiting......
your arrival i await
I am in tears
e-mail inbox overflows
I am in tears
sms keeps coming
I am in tears
festive seasons come and go
I am in tears
my house has no visitors
I am in tears
my house is always empty
I am in tears
I am the post box in tears.

where do we stand among them?

during an amble through the wood
in the middle of rustling leaves
a story I heard of a wolf
that hated not the puppy, but loved

like a metaphor it appeared to me, hard to imagine.
the moment had gone, when I last heard the story.

a pack of wolf was hunting for their meal
when suddenly a puppy, they stumbled upon
happily all reacted wild, for at least one will have a good meal
so the story was told.

in this ferocious forest where the law is survival of the fittest
amidst of these wild wolves, there came a wild love walking,
in curiosity a great wise wolf of wisdom, the love on motion
apparently the leader of the pack
neared the puppy with uncanny gestures of a mother
gently bent forward kissing the puppy’s forehead.

not a wolf from the pack understood
what sort of behavior their leader manifested,
to obey the command is the loyalty wanted in the animal world
what the leader say that one must do, what the leader does that one must follow
it is a law that governs the fraternity among the fierce warriors of the wild.

the puppy, deprived of food in famine for days
it was left, it seemed all alone in the coldness of the forest
none knows the fate of the mother nor the siblings
but assumption goes to point at other wild beasts,
might have broken the pack apart
leaving the puppy in lonely painful sleep and whine.

the great wise wolf of wisdom in loving look communicated in wisest language
“worry not, we are no strangers but a family deceived by looks”
“we shall look after you for days to come with promises, we won’t do any harm”
thus a language of heart trespassed the others, making the puppy relieved a little.

a message was sent to the wildest among the pack
for an immediate command to be executed with love to save the puppy
swiftly the wolves gathered around the puppy, pressing close all around
the fire that heats them from within they shared lovingly with the puppy
so the cold won’t become an excuse for the dead of a puppy,
stranded far away from its family.

wise indeed the leader wolf
in every way it thinks of only to save the puppy
he summoned the right man to call for a mother wolf who has just given birth
the rush began with the howl, all the wolves went in search of the mother
hearing the call, instantly the mother arrived
leaving behind its beautiful pack of six
to answer the command of a leader, so wise and loving.

it wondered why it was summoned to look at a puppy
which is not of its blood origin,
the wise one commanded her to go a step further
to feed the puppy the milk of her body,
in hesitation it stood awhile,
thinking the leader is no more wise
to give an order of such nature to feed a potential meal
and deprive a wolf of its hearty meal.

but, though hesitant,
it took it as a challenge not to disobey the old wolf’s command
because down within, the mother wolf knew
the leader surely has some obscured reason behind the game.
it half heartedly placed itself before the puppy
the puppy welcomed its new mother with gentle embrace
with its mouth on the nipples,
suckling the nipples with eyes closed,
the puppy regained the heat and energy lost.

with occasional yowl of disapproval, the mother wolf lies perplexed
“what is this all about, my master the great wise wolf of wisdom”?
“please guide me to understand this phenomenon of strangest action”

the great wise wolf of wisdom answered,
“today we are here to learn, there exist a great bond called love
not just among us but between those of different blood as well”
“the puppy is meek and weak, and though its of another look
it suffers the same as we do and its hunger the same as ours”
“you the mother of six, take this one and make it seven”
“be proud that you mothered six out of our blood,
but never forget your motherhood added another one of different kind
so that you may learn that love is same to one and all”.

the mother wolf was annoyed
and she walked away in silent discontent
but was stopped halfway by the great wise wolf of wisdom
“mother wolf, please don’t forsake him, from now onwards he is ours”
“take him with you, if not eat him without a scent left behind”

so, the mother wolf said to herself,
“if I take him back, I’ll have to raise him long”
“if I eat him, my hunger shall be eased now”

it was about to scratch open the flesh
when the puppy in cold reached for its feet
the motherhood that mother wolf gave away through her milk
came rising like tsunami, not destructive but protective,
she regurgitated her love uncontrollably for the puppy
then in awareness renewed
she understood the message given by the great wise wolf of wisdom.

the great wise wolf of wisdom rejoiced at the sight of new hope for its kind
where the mother wolf in tears licking at the puppy to heal the evil within.

the great wise wolf of wisdom counseled again with mellowed voice of a sage
“mother wolf, we are evolving. That’s what is wanted by nature.”
“we are evolving higher and embraced some high values
that once in possession of so called civilized mankind.
we have acquired values of highest order the day we shed our enmity with the rest
and fast ourselves before our meal – the puppy”
“I am happy. we are evolving”

but in sad tone, he said again something of mankind
“man used to be on high pedestal
but there have demeaned themselves
and lower they are becoming”
“they kill their own
they rape their own
they destroy their own
yet they brag about love”
“sad to say, we have risen with humanity
while the human are acquiring some of our beastly qualities”

“mother, I am proud of you.
from now I know they shall be another wolf in our pack”

“don’t be sad mother wolf”
“if a meal we are after make us think awhile in great pondering”
“know you that, its not meant for us to eat, but to help it to survive”
“when its meant for us to eat, we won’t think we’ll just eat to fill”.
“for the Great One surely won’t let us fast for long”


©2006 by cyclopseven. All rights reserved.

when the night speaks

this night today
speaks a language silent
in darkness, carpeting the whole of the moment
this night today speaks a silent advise.

in the slumber as mankind dwell deeper
this night today, accompanies me in smile
knowing in solitary, at times when the depression rule
I will be lost in loneliness inexplicable.

“smile my boy, smile
leave alone and let the depression be gone
this night I’m here to guide you higher
so you may crawl out of the mire”.

“I am here so you may speak better
let your mind be mine
together we will travel across the milky way
and let the shine of stars speak in happiness sparkling yonder”.

“…chase the intruder
lock your wild thoughts awhile
this darkness shall show you the bright delight
where lights of contentment shines powerful”.

“remember my friend,
this darkness is not a lonely moment
its for you and I to embrace in locks blissful
and make a passionate love manifest invisible
only then you shall free yourself of darkening moods”.

“always count on me my friend
am the darkness of night not of wild
but a mystery of a game I play
include to soothe the hearts that pray”.

©cyclopseven 2006. All rights reserved.

severance

severing ties that bind
pains the nature most
and in many signs
she speaks of her pain
caused by cruelty imposed by man.
it creates extreme premature growth
resulting shallow conditions
of current civilizations
where
bribery is ‘thank you’
divide and rule is ‘administration’
casual sex is ‘relationship’
cozy life is ‘progress’
commission thrown is ‘charity’.

life is glowing,
but,
in pain.

© cyclopseven. All rights reserved 2006.

wake up

wake up !!
wake up !!
from intoxicating separations
you-I-mine-thine
are but illusively tailored dreams
that thrills us within
to play this game of maze
to find the way out
from this concentration
unto the liberation.

© cyclopseven. All rights reserved 2006.

World Brotherhood and Love

Men are brothers; women, sisters;
We live on earth and share one sun;
Destined to die, with bickering,
Like Emotions, joys, suffering;
Of Adam, Eve born, we are one.

By sweat of forehead, man must toil
To raise up food-crops from the soil;
With pain in womb, woman must bear
And bring forth children, dark or fair;
This rod of God, all humans wear!

All made from dust, we bite the same;
From birth, we sin; do works of shame;
We slog all life in vain for fame;
With hate, we live, forget life’s aim;
For good and bad, we must take blame.

The world God made was truly good;
His love of man, ill-understood;
God gave us freedom, pow’r and food;
In life’s journey, His divine Word;
Alas, To love neighbours, to man looks odd!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 29-11-2006
(Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,
Professor and HOD of Medicine,
IRT PMC&PMCH,
Perundurai, Erode, Tamilnadu)