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!

Tuesday, 22 July 1986

Poem Number 135 - The Splendor Of Love - 22/7/1986

Is this a moody feeling inside myself,
That has disturbed one other’s mind of concentration?
Do I act and feel warm one moment,
And change to an icy cold depression, in the next moment?

Yet maybe she think it be,
Maybe she is so right,
But I can never see myself,
Unless I am told by my love.

There would be many strange reasons,
That makes us seem strange of our partner,
But only reality and true love of understanding,
Will enhance the beauty and the splendor of our love.

Is it the unreality of not holding a balanced relationship,
That causes this small ineffective rift?
But no one with common sense will leave this aside,
It is to acknowledge, opinionate and repair the undue hurt.

Don’t be greedy of any bad thoughts,
Let out what you know or feel.
Let them know what is eating inside you,
For you’ll never be afraid of the sharing of words.

If one does not speak for moments of time,
If one does not want to tell for silence reasons,
Then decide your response with thoughtful care,
For if you do not, then this will always reoccur.

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