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Sunday, October 21

woman

she is a woman, no less than a man

she smiles and frowns just like any other human

she is beautiful yet inconceivable.just like an untold fairy tale.

as our eyes meet, our breath held back, as if staring at the unknown.

then wwe ask questions, then start conversations then we smile.

as if tomorrow will never pass by, we never said goodbye.

because in every corner is a woman, and I am a man.

a man, who will always love a woman

poetry [A+ in english thank you very much.]

poetry, written wizardry. poetry, sonds good to me.

poetry smiles, despite people's miseries.

poetry cries, when people close their eyes to the inner beauty.

the writer dies, with every lie he writes.

but lives eternally, between the broken lines.

lives eternally, between the tears in one's eyes.

poetry, sweet, sultry, poetry.

your are the vagueness of beauty.

you are as beautiful as poetry.

Tuesday, October 9

If you forget me - Pablo Neruda

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,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine

-pablo.. that was magnificent! brilliant! astounding! mind-blowing! marvelous! thanks..