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Pablo Neruda (July 12, 1904 – September 23, 1973 / Parral / Chile)
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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,
for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.
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really enjoyable poem.....keep it up! ~
forgetting is very simple,
erase that feeling that trembles,
which makes you to stumble,
not to remember, to twinkle.
Each lover wish to say forget me not
Powerful poem i like it love it straight
Very passionate poem. Imagine how great it must be in the original Spanish!
I love this part:
To leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
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wow i love this poem....i could see the images like a movie being played out
Wow great piece im inspired to read such work.
After all its not about the ideal love or, the idealization of love but the raw human feelings so beautiful, imperfect, and complex. Simplistic in style, delicate with an edge. I love you i need you and i miss you but reassure me. Denials, obsession, needs and longings, theres pride..the declaration of the ability to be independent and to let go. Be there for me, love me and I'll cherish you with my all; but if you dont want me then I shall not need you too.