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!

Friday, 26 February 1988

Poem Number 271 - No One Is The Real Boss - 26/2/1988

For a longtime my heart has been fulfilled,
My love of true life loves me to the hilt.
It may be  hard for me to imagine me being  single again,
But there's no doubt about it I love her, I really love her.

 We can talk to reach each other seriously,
We can both be mucking around jokingly,
We can also be a little hurt for the joke words to be said,
But we can also make love to the tune of 'Sound of Music'.

 There's little that separates us in any differences,
There are a lot of ideas and decisions we share,
And there's little to be said when our bodies touch each other,
But most of all we can work things out together.

 No one is the real boss!
No one is equal to the other!
No one is indifferent with day to day life style!
And no one will separate or destroy what we are building!

 Both our families care of us so much,
Both of our friends treat us like friends,
And yet young at hearts we may still seem,
 our priority is to fulfil our dreams.





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