Ludmila Sadovskaya (Prepared by Angela Kosta)
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Ludmila Sadovskaya, Republic of Belarus, poet, prose writer, translator, author of 6 books. Poems have been translated into 24 languages. Her poems have been published in foreign collections, almanacs and media, both in paper and electronic form. Laureate of international competitions and awards, awarded the Medal "For Author's Merit", the Medal "For Work in Education, Culture, Art and Literature"
Ludmila Sadovskaya, Republic of Belarus,
SECRETS OF THE SOUL
Soul, how many secrets it keeps,
How many silent secrets it has.
It doesn't talk about them with everyone,
And it won't reveal all the stories.
And why? Who needs them?
The soul doesn't want to be pitied.
It doesn't expect flattering praise,
After all, it's not as you wanted.
It hides pain, problems, fear,
It has many wounds, invisible to the eye,
And only suffers quietly at night,
And during the day it walks through the open space.
Soul, how many secrets it keeps,
And they all bleed so painfully.
It always talks only about good things...
It doesn't want to feel all the pain again.
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PARENTAL HOME
Parental home, here is your first step,
And your childhood was golden,
The family hearth shines and warms,
And the family tree is here.
Parental home, here they give you wings,
And let you fly far away.
They love you, they wait impatiently,
They forgive all the mistakes in life.
Parental home, don't you dare forget,
Hurry to your native threshold,
While your father and mother are waiting for you,
You mustn't forget the way to them!
So as not to blame yourself - you didn't have time
To say "Thank you" and didn't hug,
And not to regret that your house is empty,
And you understood everything too late.
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MAY THERE ALWAYS BE PEACE!!!
May there always be peace
With eyes as blue as the sky
And in freckles, from the flowers of the field.
And with a smile, like rays from the sun,
Clean air, from forest trees.
May there always be peace
In human souls without envy, malice.
In the views of sincere, bright, with kindness
So that we visit each other,
Open the door to the house without fear.
May there always be peace
I repeat like a spell
After all, the Earth is given to everyone for happiness,
For love, bright meetings and dates,
And for the songs that sound in the morning.
May there always be peace
After all, we are guests on this planet,
Just a moment, and the story is over,
You understand, because we are all responsible,
For our World, for our Home, for our Light!
Prepared by Angela Kosta
