Pablo Neruda

(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973 / Parral)

Pablo Neruda Poems

121. Poetry 1/3/2003
122. Walking Around 1/13/2003
123. Enigmas 1/13/2003
124. Always 3/22/2010
125. In My Sky At Twilight 1/3/2003
126. And Because Love Battles 9/6/2006
127. Nothing But Death 1/13/2003
128. Clenched Soul 1/3/2003
129. Bird 1/3/2003
130. A Lemon 1/3/2003
131. The Saddest Poem 1/3/2003
132. From – Twenty Poems Of Love 1/25/2003
133. Drunk As Drunk 1/3/2003
134. Your Feet 1/13/2003
135. I'M Explaining A Few Things 1/3/2003
136. Ode To My Socks 3/22/2010
137. A Song Of Despair 1/3/2003
138. A Dog Has Died 1/13/2003
139. Xvii (I Do Not Love You...) 1/13/2003
140. Your Laughter 1/3/2003
141. Don'T Go Far Off 1/13/2003
142. Sonnet Xvii 1/3/2003
143. I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You 1/13/2003
144. Tonight I Can Write The Saddest Lines 1/3/2003
145. If You Forget Me 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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We Are Many

Of the many men whom I am, whom we are,
I cannot settle on a single one.
They are lost to me under the cover of clothing
They have departed for another city.

When everything seems to be set
to show me off as a man of intelligence,
the fool I keep concealed on my person
takes over my talk and occupies my mouth.

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