We have lost even this twilight.
No one saw us this evening hand in hand
while the blue night dropped on the world.
I have seen from my window
the fiesta of sunset in the distant mountain tops.
Sometimes a piece of sun
burned like a coin in my hand.
I remembered you with my soul clenched
in that sadness of mine that you know.
Where were you then?
Who else was there?
Saying what?
Why will the whole of love come on me suddenly
when I am sad and feel you are far away?
The book fell that always closed at twilight
and my blue sweater rolled like a hurt dog at my feet.
Always, always you recede through the evenings
toward the twilight erasing statues.
why is it that we are always reminded of 'them' as soon as the sun goes down?
nice to read such a lovely poem, I felt it was great and nice to read it too.
I miss you and it hurts would suffice. But Neruda's soul is special, and he HAS TO tell the world.
Most deserving as The Classic Poem Of The Day. TOP Marks for this excellent poem.
This poem goes about the profound emotions of longing, sadness, and inner conflict experienced by the speaker. It brings out a setting where the speaker expresses deep feelings of loneliness and sorrow due to perhaps being far away from his love.
So soulful, so somber! The sadness is deep, touches us lightly, to linger on! An well deserved honor, being selected as the 'Modern Poem of the Day'!
Of love eternised through great composition of such an outstanding piece by one of the greatest poets ever 10+++++++
Awesome I like this poem, check mine out
Your poems are terrible