Pablo Neruda

(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973 / Parral / Chile)

Pablo Neruda Poems

121. The Saddest Poem 1/3/2003
122. The Song Of Despair 1/3/2003
123. The Tree Is Here, Still, In Pure Stone 3/22/2010
124. The United Fruit Co. 3/22/2010
125. The Weary One 1/3/2003
126. The White Mans Burden 1/13/2003
127. The Wide Ocean 3/22/2010
128. Tie Your Heart At Night To Mine, Love, 3/22/2010
129. Tonight I Can Write The Saddest Lines 1/3/2003
130. Tower Of Light 1/13/2003
131. Triangles 3/22/2010
132. Unity 6/18/2015
133. Walking Around 1/13/2003
134. Walking Around (Original Spanish) 3/29/2010
135. Waltz 3/22/2010
136. Water 1/3/2003
137. We Are Many 1/3/2003
138. What Spain Was Like 3/22/2010
139. Xvii (I Do Not Love You...) 1/13/2003
140. Your Feet 1/13/2003
141. Your Hands 3/22/2010
142. Your Laughter 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Pablo Neruda

If You Forget Me

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,...

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Ode To Sadness

Sadness, scarab
with seven crippled feet,
spiderweb egg,
scramble-brained rat,
bitch's skeleton:
No entry here.
Don't come in.
Go away.
Go back

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