FROM THE POET

This is a series of poems written by John Svododa over a number of years. There are times of peak-where numerous poems were written & there are also times of lows where there are long periods between each poem. As the author is trying to reach a goal of 1001 (and then retire!!) it was never envisaged that this would be done over a short period of time. Poems can be humorous, ridiculing someone or something, show a meaning of hurt or love or even project feelings that not necessarily be directed to the same person/thing, can be a reflection of life or to be life. Most poems are trying to send a message to the reader be it not understandable or nonsense.

The idea of this poet is not to have any ill feelings against anyone but to be read by young whom can learn about life – and by the elderly look back at what could have been. Some are very personal- but who cares when you are currently living in a life that has total enjoyment. Suggestion is not to criticize but to take in the enjoyment of creative poetry make it meaningful and thus may be you can be an author.

SO NOW:

Please Read On!

Saturday, 26 May 1984

Poem Number 68 - God's Call To Lana - 26/5/1984

A terrible shock came to our good friends,  my Meme's family,
A shock that might have slightly changed, some people’s destiny.
May a special short life be raised,
Opening up, to the gates of heaven.

Please light up a candle,
That has been unlit,
As all of us can not handle,
All this bad news, all of it!

For a girl, who had just recently entered a new world,
By the love and care of two wonderful parents.
She, who could not yet speak, hear or understand what was being told to her,
May we send to her, all our love and sentiments.

May God let Lanna’s soul be accepted, in his kingdom,
So that she may live her new life,
In a place she will be happy forever,
And what has happened will remain in our past.

To Lanna’s grandmother, who had just turned seventy: is sad,
As Lanna was her only grand daughter, carrying the Meme's family name
But Meme is strong and will love all her children,
And her grandchildren, right to the end.

God bless this young soul! And her parents!
God, we question you no more,
As you have called for Lanna,
To enter your own kingdom, of beauty and happiness!

Saturday, 5 May 1984

Poem Number 67 - Trusting One Another - 5/5/1984

It must make me feel bad that I don’t have a girlfriend,
But the last one I had wasn’t nice to me, just mean!
Usually men don’t treat women, all so well,
They should, but they really don’t give a hell.

Isn’t it important for every woman, to feel free?
Oh, I’d give my heart up, for the entire woman to see,
My gentleness and concern’s (which is thought of, by all):
Unique, simple, good-looking, oh so tall!

It is not right for a woman to work, outside the home,
But is her right to say who’s to earn?
A man should lay down the red carpet, down to the loved one.
He should treat his wife, with the utmost care.

May any woman who loves her husband,
Not leave him, especially if you both get on well.
Trusting each other, being faithful,
No back door love affairs. No. Not at all!

In this world today, male and female relationships,
Are different to the same, a decade ago.
So many break up and get divorced,
And quickly get re-married.

At young ages: late teens to mid twenties,
Children get married, with one of your supposed person, you know.
But who knows whom, a hundred percent?
No one can say they know someone else, really well.

How can we know one another?
Brother, sister, mother or father?
Who can really admit that they have their best friend at heart?
I can’t. I just don’t know whom to trust.

I can’t even trust myself,
Lose faith in myself,
Lose trust to…
Everyone I know.