PABLO NERUDA Poem XX Twenty Love Poems: And a Song of Despair

I know this is not much. :) Just an amateurish attempt at poetry reading *if you can even call it as such! ;)* 'Been reading too much Neruda's lately apparently. That, or someone seems to have waaayyy too much time on their hands. ^_^ 'Could be an insomnia attack too, I recorded this at around 2-ish in the morning. Could be PMS as well. Gah, too much info already. Zip. :x :)

*I apologize for the grainy resolution of the video.

PABLO NERUDA
Poem XX
Twenty Love Poems: And a Song of Despair

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Write, for example, "The night is shattered
and the blue stars shiver in the distance."
The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her(him), and sometimes (s)he loved me too.
Through nights like this one I held her(him) in my arms.
I kissed her(him) again and again under the endless sky.
(S)he loved me, sometimes I loved her(him) too.
How could one not have loved her(his) great still eyes.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her(him). To feel that I have lost her(him).
To hear the immense night, still more immense without her(him).
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.
What does it matter that my love could not keep her(him).
The night is shattered and (s)he is not with me.

This is all. In the distance someone is singing.
In the distance. My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her(him).
My sight searches for her(him) as if to go to her(him).
My heart looks for her(him), and (s)he is not with me.

The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.
I no longer love her(him), that's certain, but how I loved her(him).
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her(his) hearing.

Another's. (S)he will be another's. Like my kisses before.
Her(His) voice, her(his) bright body. Her(his) infinite eyes.
I no longer love her(him), that's certain, but maybe I love her(him).

Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
Because through nights like this one I held her(him) in my arms
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her(him).
Though this be the last pain that (s)he makes me suffer
And these the last verses that I write for her(him).

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[keangray]

:) Thank you Amy! I know I could do better though. Haha! Sometimes I feel like deleting this! ^_^

[superbock22]

Hey :) Do not delete the video, you have such a lovely voice, I loved it.

[amylynn246]

good job!