Pablo Neruda

(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973 / Parral)

And Because Love Battles - Poem by Pablo Neruda

And because love battles
not only in its burning agricultures
but also in the mouth of men and women,
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Comments about And Because Love Battles by Pablo Neruda

  • Nudershada Cabanes (12/10/2017 10:19:00 PM)

    An exquisitely woven love poem. A great and delightful read. (Report) Reply

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  • Geeta Radhakrishna Menon (12/10/2017 9:00:00 PM)

    like a kiss which falls
    from our invincible heights
    to show the fire and the tenderness
    of a true love.

    A great poet with wonderful thoughts and imagery.
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  • (12/10/2017 8:25:00 AM)

    Iam neither good or bad......the great write ups of Neruda poem (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh T A (12/10/2017 6:41:00 AM)

    Fire and tenderness of love can be felt by a kiss that comes above indeed! Sharing love all day with all life long is the wish of all! (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (12/10/2017 2:34:00 AM)

    Look at how she dresses! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

  • (12/10/2017 2:22:00 AM)

    Oh! such an adoration and such a pure and placid expression of love only become possible when the love of philosophy is kindled within.........very outstanding by a great poet...........thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

  • Indira Renganathan (11/8/2016 7:11:00 AM)

    from invincible heights a poem on love....great- 10 (Report) Reply

  • Fabrizio Frosini (11/24/2015 5:01:00 AM)

    Neruda had married a woman 20 ys older than he was.. here he defends his choice of a lover from those who would degrade her. People ask him why his isn't with someone more special, more beautiful, etc. He quietly defends their love by saying that he loves her as she is and wouldn't change her. They plan to show the world just a glimpse of their love, to prove the power and glory of it. (Report) Reply

  • (5/5/2014 12:39:00 PM)

    That was amazing...Blew my mind. (Report) Reply

  • Captain Herbert Poetry (4/27/2014 1:14:00 PM)

    Great lovely expressions. Wonderful poem (Report) Reply

  • Brian Jani (4/27/2014 2:25:00 AM)

    Awesome I like this poem, check mine out  (Report) Reply

  • Alexander Opicho (12/2/2013 4:26:00 AM)

    Tomorrow we will only give them a leaf of the tree of our love; my favourite line; kudos and kudos comrade Neftali (Report) Reply

  • (3/25/2012 4:56:00 AM)

    people always have a say about how to water your garden...what flower to plant.... leaving their own gardens uncatered.
    this poem shows depth of love...that chooses, notwithstanding faults and grave pasts...... it is a beautiful poem
    nothing hopelessly petrarchan..or metaphysical.... but a genuine poem.
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  • Mimi Mata (7/13/2010 1:42:00 PM)

    SEE...This is why Neruda is my favorite poet of 'all time'...

    And because love battles
    not only in its burning agricultures
    but also in the mouth of men and women,
    I will finish off by taking the path away
    to those who between my chest and your fragrance
    want to interpose their obscure plant.
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  • (8/24/2009 5:45:00 AM)

    Love requires no explanation. Quite right! (Report) Reply

  • (3/31/2009 5:08:00 PM)

    Pablo Neruda...what a great poem you left for your readers so long ago.The last lines are really emotional.I say... love takes nothing, it leaves pains..... (Report) Reply

  • (8/1/2008 9:06:00 AM)

    About me, nothing worse
    they will tell you, my love,
    than what I told you.

    Thats a beautiful stanza
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  • (9/8/2007 1:28:00 AM)

    love is contagious and never get to know wen it starts...n you can never make it stop...i loved the last paras...lovely work. (Report) Reply

  • (6/25/2007 6:45:00 PM)

    Wow, what a cool poem, especially the last paragraph - a magnificent ending! Love should be personal, and it's value and depth not influenced and touched by a cruel world... (Report) Reply

  • (4/25/2007 9:48:00 PM)

    The last paragraph, My god the voice of the master of emotion, i feel his work sometimes so heavily that it makes me cry with joy that there once a man alive not afraid to write the truth of true love, so never relenting in the mind in the beholder yet so fleeting.

    He knew no fear,

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