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Your Laughter - Poem by Pablo Neruda

Take bread away from me, if you wish,
take air away, but
do not take from me your laughter.

Do not take away the rose,
the lance flower that you pluck,
the water that suddenly
bursts forth in joy,
the sudden wave
of silver born in you.

My struggle is harsh and I come back
with eyes tired
at times from having seen
the unchanging earth,
but when your laughter enters
it rises to the sky seeking me
and it opens for me all
the doors of life.

My love, in the darkest
hour your laughter
opens, and if suddenly
you see my blood staining
the stones of the street,
laugh, because your laughter
will be for my hands
like a fresh sword.

Next to the sea in the autumn,
your laughter must raise
its foamy cascade,
and in the spring, love,
I want your laughter like
the flower I was waiting for,
the blue flower, the rose
of my echoing country.

Laugh at the night,
at the day, at the moon,
laugh at the twisted
streets of the island,
laugh at this clumsy
boy who loves you,
but when I open
my eyes and close them,
when my steps go,
when my steps return,
deny me bread, air,
light, spring,
but never your laughter
for I would die.


Comments about Your Laughter by Pablo Neruda

  • Gold Star - 150,537 Points Bharati Nayak (11/27/2019 9:14:00 PM)

    Take bread away from me, if you wish,
    take air away, but
    do not take from me your laughter.

    Do not take away the rose,
    the lance flower that you pluck,
    the water that suddenly
    bursts forth in joy,
    the sudden wave
    of silver born in you.
    - - - One of the most beautiful poem on love.
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  • Veteran Poet - 1,030 Points Louemile Rosch Mangulabnan (6/3/2019 12:10:00 AM)

    Do not take away the rose,
    the lance flower that you pluck,
    the water that suddenly
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  • Veteran Poet - 1,030 Points Louemile Rosch Mangulabnan (5/8/2019 10:20:00 PM)

    My struggle is harsh and I come back
    with eyes tired
    at times from having seen

    this line, brilliant
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  • Gold Star - 9,938 Points Castellenas John (3/22/2019 2:51:00 PM)

    A wonderful poem by the amazing poet. Laughter is the best medicine. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Michael Truong (1/25/2019 3:09:00 PM)

    This is good! I really like it! I enjoyed this! Is this over 20 characters yet? (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 75,273 Points Unnikrishnan E S (12/13/2018 9:18:00 PM)

    Part 7
    Again, how I regret that I can not read Spanish. Just enough Spanish to read and enjoy this poem in original. I could give my life for that boon, if God we’re benevolent enough.
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  • Gold Star - 75,273 Points Unnikrishnan E S (12/13/2018 9:10:00 PM)

    Part 6
    And he closes the poem quite emotionally:
    “when I open
    my eyes and close them,
    when my steps go,
    when my steps return,
    deny me bread, air,
    light, spring,
    but never your laughter
    for I would die. ”
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  • Gold Star - 75,273 Points Unnikrishnan E S (12/13/2018 9:08:00 PM)

    Part 5
    And how does the poet describes himself?
    A “clumsy
    boy who loves you”.

    That he is sceptical whether he deserves her love! He even thinks that he could be an object of her laughter. But he does not detest being laughed at by her. He is satisfied on being noticed by her even if it for laughing at him.

    Contd.
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  • Gold Star - 75,273 Points Unnikrishnan E S (12/13/2018 9:01:00 PM)

    Part 4
    The metaphor in the fourth stanza takes one by surprise:
    “in the spring, love,
    I want your laughter like
    the flower I was waiting for,
    the blue flower, the rose
    of my echoing country.”

    A train of metaphors, again drawn from nature. “Your laughter is the flower I have been waiting for. “

    But the reference to “the blue flower, the Rose of my echoing country”! ! !
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  • Gold Star - 75,273 Points Unnikrishnan E S (12/13/2018 8:56:00 PM)

    Part 3
    The third stanza states how rejuvenating is “your laughter “ for me. We may read “your love “ here. States, how it would raise the poet to the skies, even at times of tiredness and despair. And then,
    “if suddenly
    you see my blood staining
    the stones of the street,
    laugh, because your laughter
    will be for my hands
    like a fresh sword.”
    How he chooses his words!

    Contd...
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Robert Frost

The Road Not Taken
Laughter Poems
  1. 1. Your Laughter
    Pablo Neruda
  2. 2. Laughter And Tears Ix
    Khalil Gibran
  3. 3. Butterfly Laughter
    Katherine Mansfield
  4. 4. The Laughter Of Women
    Lisel Mueller
  5. 5. The Sound Of Laughter
    Francis Duggan
  6. 6. A Child's Laughter
    Algernon Charles Swinburne
  7. 7. Joint Laughter
    Ernestine Northover
  8. 8. Laughter
    Bonnie Ruth Shaulis
  9. 9. I Burst Into Laughter
    Kabir
  10. 10. Laughter And Death
    Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
  11. 11. Sonnets 03: Not With Libations, But With..
    Edna St. Vincent Millay
  12. 12. A Child's Laughter
    Harry J. Couchon Jr
  13. 13. Love, Laughter, And You
    Harry J. Couchon Jr
  14. 14. Daughters.....The Softness And Laughter ..
    saadat tahir
  15. 15. Momus, God Of Laughter
    Ella Wheeler Wilcox
  16. 16. ' ' ' ' ' Only Our Laughter
    Dónall Dempsey
  17. 17. Sonnet- Laughter
    Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar ..
  18. 18. Invocation Of Laughter
    Velimir Khlebnikov
  19. 19. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' Water's Laught..
    Dónall Dempsey
  20. 20. ' ' ' ' Stolen Laughter(For Junie)
    Dónall Dempsey
  21. 21. (women) The Other Side Of Laughter
    louis rams
  22. 22. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' Her Laughter
    Dónall Dempsey
  23. 23. #laughter Is Time Tested Medicine
    Mamta Agarwal
  24. 24. ' ' ' ' ' 'Laughter & Cries(For Lyn)
    Dónall Dempsey
  25. 25. Laughter In The Senate
    Sidney Lanier
  26. 26. Tears And Laughter
    Robert Herrick
  27. 27. Love And Life And Laughter
    Gareth Simpson
  28. 28. A Baby's Laughter
    Cynthia BuhainBaello
  29. 29. Laughter
    Kenneth Maswabi
  30. 30. Laughter Is Infectious
    Walterrean Salley
  31. 31. Laughter Holding Both His Sides
    James Whitcomb Riley
  32. 32. I Crave Your Eyes, Your Laughter, Your T..
    Emu Getachew
  33. 33. Laughter
    Robert William Service
  34. 34. Their Meaningless Laughter
    sarwar chowdhury
  35. 35. 2010/08/05 Sweet Laughter
    Margaret Alice
  36. 36. Laughter
    Sophia Borger
  37. 37. Laughter And Joy
    Brooke Audino
  38. 38. Let Get Laughter Way Out Of Yourself
    Morhardt Carmen Mencita Mono ..
  39. 39. Laughter
    Bhartendu Second
  40. 40. Laughter
    David Harris
  41. 41. Laughter
    John Kendrick Bangs
  42. 42. Your Laughter / हँसी तुम्हारी (Hindi)
    Rajnish Manga
  43. 43. Laughter
    Indira Renganathan
  44. 44. And Beholds Freakish Laughter …
    Gioom Galen
  45. 45. Laughter...A Cure
    (brief renderings) Joe Fazio
  46. 46. Smiles And Laughter
    David Harris
  47. 47. Laughter - Laughter
    juahta sitepu
  48. 48. Hold Not Thy Laughter
    Lovina Sylvia Chidi
  49. 49. Laughter Of An Old Magician
    David Kowalczyk
  50. 50. Laughter
    chandra thiagarajan

Laughter Poems

  1. Butterfly Laughter

    In the middle of our porridge plates There was a blue butterfly painted And each morning we tried who should reach the butterfly first. Then the Grandmother said: "Do not eat the poor butterfly." That made us laugh. Always she said it and always it started us laughing. It seemed such a sweet little joke. I was certain that one fine morning The butterfly would fly out of our plates, Laughing the teeniest laugh in the world, And perch on the Grandmother's lap.

  2. The Laughter Of Women

    The laughter of women sets fire to the Halls of Injustice and the false evidence burns to a beautiful white lightness It rattles the Chambers of Congress and forces the windows wide open so the fatuous speeches can fly out The laughter of women wipes the mist from the spectacles of the old; it infects them with a happy flu and they laugh as if they were young again Prisoners held in underground cells imagine that they see daylight when they remember the laughter of women It runs across water that divides, and reconciles two unfriendly shores like flares that signal the news to each other What a language it is, the laughter of women, high-flying and subversive. Long before law and scripture we heard the laughter, we understood freedom.

  3. Laughter And Tears Ix

    As the Sun withdrew his rays from the garden, and the moon threw cushioned beams upon the flowers, I sat under the trees pondering upon the phenomena of the atmosphere, looking through the branches at the strewn stars which glittered like chips of silver upon a blue carpet; and I could hear from a distance the agitated murmur of the rivulet singing its way briskly into the valley. When the birds took shelter among the boughs, and the flowers folded their petals, and tremendous silence descended, I heard a rustle of feet though the grass. I took heed and saw a young couple approaching my arbor. The say under a tree where I could see them without being seen. After he looked about in every direction, I heard the young man saying, "Sit by me, my beloved, and listen to my heart; smile, for your happiness is a symbol of our future; be merry, for the sparkling days rejoice with us. "My soul is warning me of the doubt in your heart, for doubt in love is a sin. "Soon you will be the owner of this vast land, lighted by this beautiful moon; soon you will be the mistress of my palace, and all the servants and maids will obey your commands. "Smile, my beloved, like the gold smiles from my father's coffers. "My heart refuses to deny you its secret. Twelve months of comfort and travel await us; for a year we will spend my father's gold at the blue lakes of Switzerland, and viewing the edifices of Italy and Egypt, and resting under the Holy Cedars of Lebanon; you will meet the princesses who will envy you for your jewels and clothes. "All these things I will do for you; will you be satisfied?" In a little while I saw them walking and stepping on flowers as the rich step upon the hearts of the poor. As they disappeared from my sight, I commenced to make comparison between love and money, and to analyze their position in the heart. Money! The source of insincere love; the spring of false light and fortune; the well of poisoned water; the desperation of old age! I was still wandering in the vast desert of contemplation when a forlorn and specter-like couple passed by me and sat on the grass; a young man and a young woman who had left their farming shacks in the nearby fields for this cool and solitary place. After a few moments of complete silence, I heard the following words uttered with sighs from weather-bitten lips, "Shed not tears, my beloved; love that opens our eyes and enslaves our hearts can give us the blessing of patience. Be consoled in our delay our delay, for we have taken an oath and entered Love's shrine; for our love will ever grow in adversity; for it is in Love's name that we are suffering the obstacles of poverty and the sharpness of misery and the emptiness of separation. I shall attack these hardships until I triumph and place in your hands a strength that will help over all things to complete the journey of life. "Love - which is God - will consider our sighs and tears as incense burned at His altar and He will reward us with fortitude. Good-bye, my beloved; I must leave before the heartening moon vanishes." A pure voice, combined of the consuming flame of love, and the hopeless bitterness of longing and the resolved sweetness of patience, said, "Good-bye, my beloved." They separated, and the elegy to their union was smothered by the wails of my crying heart. I looked upon slumbering Nature, and with deep reflection discovered the reality of a vast and infinite thing -- something no power could demand, influence acquire, nor riches purchase. Nor could it be effaced by the tears of time or deadened by sorrow; a thing which cannot be discovered by the blue lakes of Switzerland or the beautiful edifices of Italy. It is something that gathers strength with patience, grows despite obstacles, warms in winter, flourishes in spring, casts a breeze in summer, and bears fruit in autumn -- I found Love.

  4. The Sound Of Laughter

    The sound of laughter is a thing of beauty for laughter spreads the very gift of joy That people they are drawn to happy people is not that hard for to understand why Since everybody wishes to be happy and laughter it spreads happiness around And only the heartless could not like the sound of laughter for laughter is a very happy sound, Than laughter there is no more happy feeling laugh and the World laughs with you seems so true But if you feel sad and for yourself feeling sorry the saddest person in the World is you Even your friends would rather not be with you if they see you as one who worship gloom The happy people attract people to them and in their presence happiness does bloom, The sound of laughter sends out laughter ripples it is a sound one always loves to hear And laughter it gives rise to smiling faces and never fails to fill the cup of cheer The sad one who feels comfort in self pity is the one others do not wish to know But if you are one who laughs away your worries your friends in numbers seem to grow and grow And who could not but love the sound of laughter to it there always is a joyful ring It seems to send happiness out in ripples it is a joyful and infectious thing.

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