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, 13 October 1987

Poem Number 213 - Joy And Sweetness - 13/10/1987

A sweet anew of a young lady I know,
Her sincereness has brought good faith back in me.
Soften are her hands, her eyes glow in the lime light,
Her face is as pure as a newborn child.

With startled eyes I look so, in love.
To have gone out with the girl of my true dreams:
The weeks we have shared together,
The days that seem so precious to us all.

Clearer is my thoughts of current life, not to be drunken in the past,
I stand tall with beautiness fulfilling the earth.
Whilst the unclean air smothers children to the ground,
I want to marry Nirmala and take her a home.

Has God’s light striked upon myself, with no evil fears/
Have I the courage to tell my parents of my trueborn dream?
May I be so blessed to have met such a wonderful character woman?
And does that liketh me, want to hold her hand with me on the altar?

Till death to dust and ashes return to ashes,
We (I am sue) are blessed with the fruits of God:
The fruits of everlasting love, for evermore,
And the needs of eternal growth of joy and the happiness.

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