Pablo Neruda

(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973 / Parral)

If You Forget Me - Poem by Pablo Neruda

I want you to know
one thing.

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Comments about If You Forget Me by Pablo Neruda

  • Sajee Rayaroth Sajee Rayaroth (7/12/2015 6:46:00 AM)

    'If each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me..... Magical! ! ! (Report) Reply

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  • Adnan Denan (7/9/2015 4:18:00 PM)

    Nice for read (Report) Reply

  • Edgar Stevens Edgar Stevens (7/2/2015 8:38:00 AM)

    Forgetting is not the result. It is the beginning.. (Report) Reply

  • Rezvan Tahouri Rezvan Tahouri (6/29/2015 1:14:00 PM)

    This is one of my favorite poems. (Report) Reply

  • Angel Wildman (6/26/2015 5:35:00 PM)

    Can't stop reading it. Too Beautiful... (Report) Reply

  • Angel Wildman (6/25/2015 5:51:00 PM)

    I feel like this poem is written for me. I am in the exact situation right now. I love somebody so much interestingly just through eyes as we look at each others eye only...and sometimes he doesn't even do I fee the same way..... (Report) Reply

  • Ruby Mostazir Ruby Mostazir (6/15/2015 2:27:00 AM)

    Awesome! Jst love it (Report) Reply

  • Phanice Wamukota Phanice Wamukota (6/13/2015 8:02:00 AM)

    Awwwwwwwwww, my poem of the day this is. Beautiful. (Report) Reply

  • Lovely May (6/11/2015 2:49:00 AM)

    Window to my soul...Love it! Sent it to my beloved as it translates my exact feelings of him. (Report) Reply

  • A Crowley (6/7/2015 5:05:00 PM)

    He is not a martyr. He will not love someone that won't love him back. Neither will I.

    However, if someone loves him, he will love them back. The love will be a fierce, endless love. He will give love to those that deserve it. (Report) Reply

  • Autumn Swift (6/1/2015 5:07:00 PM)

    the truth about loving someone... (Report) Reply

  • Ashrada Deodhar Ashrada Deodhar (5/30/2015 2:27:00 AM)

    Incredible. Couldn't stop reading. I read it over and over again thrice!
    Well, now,
    if little by little you stop loving me
    I shall stop loving you little by little. (Report) Reply

  • Anthony Maery (5/19/2015 12:42:00 AM)

    I love this poem (Report) Reply

  • Naida Nepascua Supnet Naida Nepascua Supnet (5/16/2015 11:43:00 AM)

    His love is so conditional.
    Yet he speaks the truth
    And yes he mirrors people's lives (Report) Reply

  • Paul Mulama (5/12/2015 2:26:00 PM)

    The poem is true. I takes two to tangle (Report) Reply

    Naida Nepascua Supnet Naida Nepascua Supnet (5/16/2015 11:39:00 AM)

    I like the it takes two to tangle
    real cute..and wittily put.

  • Sally Plumb Plumb (5/9/2015 1:51:00 AM)

    Lovely, lovely. (Report) Reply

  • Halla ingimars Halla ingimars (4/20/2015 3:17:00 PM)

    So Wonderful and full f love and adventures (Report) Reply

  • Frank Avon (4/18/2015 8:37:00 PM)

    If you forget me, I'll forget you. If you stop loving me, I will have already stopped loving you. That's Neruda all right. Love is love - for a while.380 comments, and all I've read so far said, Right on! That's the best! ' Hardly what love has been for me.

    Love is not love
    Which alters when it alteration finds,
    Or bends with the remover to remove:
    O no; it is an ever-fixed mark,
    That looks on tempests, and is never shaken;
    It is the star to every wandering bark,
    Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

    Shakespeare, from Sonnet 116

    For a brief account of Neruda's one true love, see http: //

    Here's one quote: '[Neruda and Matilde Urrutria] met in 1946. Neruda and his second wife, Delia, were attending a concert in Santiago; Matilde caught his eye immediately with her fiery red hair. We don’t generally think of someone who can love so deeply and write about it so beautifully as being a bit of a scoundrel, but Neruda was; he hired her in 1949 to be his nurse while they began their illicit affair under Delia’s nose. He and Matilde eventually had a home together and had been “symbolically” married while Delia was still... well, I was going to say “actually” married to Neruda, but from what I understand, their marriage wasn’t completely legally recognized because of Neruda’s first wife. This wasn’t the first time Neruda had taken a new lover while still married, it seems....

    'Delia left Neruda permanently in 1955; Matilde transformed from a mistress living in the shadows to Neruda’s strong and loving wife. She left everything in her life to be with Neruda....

    'Matilde was Neruda’s last wife and fiercest protector. She forgave him his trespasses, and when she couldn’t, she sought only small revenges; instead of leaving him when he had an affair with her niece, she voted against his candidate in a major political election.'

    So, Pablo could well have written, 'my love feeds on your love, beloved, ' but I'll have my snacks too from time to time. As long as you remain faithful to me, you will be my entree; never mind the side dishes I pick up along the way. 'Love is not love....' (Report) Reply

  • Abednico Gaoipelelwe (4/3/2015 4:15:00 AM)

    dat it is (Report) Reply

  • Bernard Snyder Bernard Snyder (3/30/2015 3:34:00 PM)

    I love this poem. I'm surprised I hadn't read his until now. Very well fits into one of my favorites of all time! (Report) Reply

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