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

This is a perfect poem that illustrates the confusion and pain that goes along with falling in love with a sociopath or psychopath. The love is an illusion and the reality is that an illusion cannot be sustained. Even if you eventually see and love them unblinded, they will never love you the same. Sad, but true.....I have lived this poem.

I love to love life
the life which comes only once
and once others love to live together
I love to love life.

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The words express emotions that every single cell of my being is captured.This person sure knows how to write its a pity the one he longs for failed to notice it.

Those who have the bittersweet pleasure of identifying with this passionate poem are true lovers. Poetry from the depths of a soul.

Maybe his love doesn't love him as he is thats why he hates the way he loves her but he cannot resist himself to forget her for it is his mind's thought i cant live without you(the girl) .so he can do nothing but just to hold his feelings despite of the pains it whips. isn't it?

I love you only because it's you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.
.....these words hit the nail in the head to remind me of early days..........of insecurity!

Pablo Neruda is a witch that compels me, bewitches me. He can always leave the reader speechless with those perfect words lingers in mind.

Pablo Neruda is a witch that compels me, bewitches me. He can always leave the reader speechless with those perfect words lingers in mind.

passion's yearnings the Poem screams of....