"If nothing saves us from death, at least love should save us from life" - Pablo Neruda Hope you like this week's reading of one of Neruda's greatest love poems. If you'd like to hear more in the future, comment below with any suggestions and we'll get to work on them. As always, cheers for the support - RF
This poem is so beautiful and sad and melancholic. Pablo Neruda is one of my favourite poets and I have read many of his poems in the original language. Here is another great and melancholic poem of Pablo Neruda: "Soneto 22: Cuántas veces, amor, te amé sin verte y tal vez sin recuerdo, sin reconocer tu mirada, sin mirarte, centaura, en regiones contrarias, en un mediodía quemante: eras sólo el aroma de los cereales que amo. Tal vez te vi, te supuse al pasar levantando una copa en Angola, a la luz de la luna de Junio, o eras tú la cintura de aquella guitarra que toqué en las tinieblas y sonó como el mar desmedido. Te amé sin que yo lo supiera, y busqué tu memoria. En las casas vacías entré con linterna a robar tu retrato. Pero yo ya sabía cómo era. De pronto mientras ibas conmigo te toqué y se detuvo mi vida: frente a mis ojos estabas, reinándome, y reinas. Como hoguera en los bosques el fuego es tu reino." (Un poema que trata del recuerdo del amor, un amor que, posiblemente, no sea correspondido. Se puede seguir amando a pesar del tiempo y la distancia, se puede estar enamorado sin ver, sólo con los recuerdos y la esperanza. Es la fuerza del corazón.)
Thank you for your beautiful video and voice and in making words come alive. Im 37 and have always felt I had a young heart but an old soul. When I hear some of these poems I realise I do and I am. Thank you
In my opinion, Neruda is one of the greatest poets who has ever lived. He is certainly my favorite. I always come back to him and never tire of the beauty of his verse. He really speaks to the soul.
_________Although i have not hear God speak___________ i know how my knees get weak His majesty is glorious no matter if He is still And one day we are all going to be bending to his will ... So please be really quick and stop with being ick repent of all thing God say's that are wrong and accept the thing he has done ... He really died for you so please come throug In Jesus name, Amen!
Thanks for posting NERUDA. I'm Anglo-Spanish and have always enjoyed reading poems in both languages.First read his poems 35 years ago and they've always stayed with me. Once you love it's difficult( if not impossible) to completely unlove. The voice brings his words to life.Jeez...what a voice...💗💗💓💓
Pablo Neruda has inspired me towards poetry, when I was in class 5th.I was sick and in bed ,there were textbooks of English of my elder brother in shelf.i draw one out of them it was poetry anthology .During my sick days I read all poems ,but the poem " tonight I write saddest lines"hit my soul as meteorite and was inclined towards poetry completely. Today my poetry book"flames of soul" has fragrance of Neruda as well. Thanks
Neruda is my favorite poet, who paints the emotions, gesture & reality of life in words. Residence on this earth came alive by reading him. Tonight is every night, when I can or cannot write the saddest lines, but they remain with me, forever!
I am crying, but with no tears, cz I am at work.. yes I loved her, and yes she loved me, and yes we no longer talk to each other. her absence left scars that I know will never heal. and I think mine did the same to her. but why. why. how can i know that I will never love another person as much as i loved her, and still know that i can't be with her. how can i live my life knowing that I will never find another person with whom i'd feel joyful and full of life like i was with her, and know at the same time that we can't be together. how am i supposed to forget her, and i don't even want to. I have never believed in sadness. I never believed that sadness is true, that one can literally feel pain because of sadness, can lose interest in life altogether and everything it has to offer. I never knew that your favorite meal can taste as flavorless as water, and that your favorite sport would feel as joyless as laying down. I never knew what sadness was, until the day she travelled and decided that we shall never meet again, cutting all possible routes of communication, and telling me that she's moving on with her life, and that I should do the same; that she wishes me success and fulfillment in life cz that's what i deserve. I never knew what sadness was all about. I never knew what sadness was. I never knew sadness. and now the only thing I know is sadness. if you ever read this, if you ever come across anything left of me, please know that I loved you to my innermost bones, and that I will always do, but we were never right. we were never compatible. it was my problem that i told myself delusions about you, me , and us that were never true, about how compatible and inherently fit together we were, while knowing all along that we were not.. I kept repeating those delusions to myself until I got imprisoned by them, believed them, and certainly lived them. and what I am left with now is a sober sharp mind that is very aware of the delusional past i had, and an imprisoning memory that is the most vivid thing in my life. I am caught up swinging between a very realistic and pragmatic individual leading a great life in society and having a great professional life, and between a very far detached from reality nostalgic person who isn't being able to solve this dilemma. In retrospect, it was inevitable my dear Lynn. as sad as it is, it was inevitable. and I don't know how I will ever learn how or what to do with this dilemma, with this mountain of sadness that has deprived me of my senses and all joy or excitement. you were never right to me, but you were right exactly everything I loved about life. a letter to Lynn Abdulal, from Majd
You will find someone who deserves you. I too know how it feels, and I can tell you that time will heal your wound. To this day I don’t dare disturb the memory of her, but I can say that I’ve overcome the pain that her memory brought.
Brother, I am moved with whatever you said, I felt your emotions all along, your delusions, ur confrontations and most importantly ur pain. I won't ask or say anything about whatever u went through but will only say that what you felt with her is true, not regarding any delusions but the love u had was honest. Brother we fall in love unexpectedly nd move out of it knowing every thing getting lost somewhere never to be found again. Not all paths were meant to reach the same destination, because sometimes the journey remains more memorable than the destination. Brother I may not be right to say this, but I will say that atleast you feel what lost, this aloneness, rough patch of life has shown you the true beauty of love, that is Acceptance. We have broken, we have lost, we have been through dark times but in the end we have accepted it. The true beauty lies in accepting both sides the good nd the bad. Moving on is just a word, we still hv memories but again we still take courage to heal. Brother, have the courage to face these hard times from ur inner self no matter how long it takes. You will heal one day for sure. My best wishes.
You wrote down all of my thoughts in my heart. I want to tell you that you'll find your love again, that you'll love another girl wholeheartedly like you never loved before. But I'm sorry I can't because I don't even think I would ever love someone like I loved him. Yet...everyone has their life and no one knows what the future holds. I wish the best for you. Please take good care of yourself.
many years ago, i made a list of all the qualitties i wanted in a man. shortly after this, i cleaned up my life, left a terrible person and moved in for a short time with my sister. her boyfriend brought home a friend after golf for a bbq. it was him. we are still together, and he is filled with integrity, honour, responsibility and love. i never had children, but we ended up with his youngest daughter's son at 3 weeks old to raise. he is 5 now, and my love and joy. when we make an effort, when we knock, when we try hard, it is noticed and rewarded. as my scottish gramma used to say, god doesn't answer in a fortnight....so for those reading and feeling lonely....do right and you will get right. much love and big hugs to you and all who read this. xoxoxo
Some profound proverb I once heard went something like "If you truly love someone, they can never hurt you." It kind of blew my mind. A love that is so selfless and giving, that expects nothing in return. That even if the person you loved left by choice or through death or even cheated on you, it somehow wouldn't hurt you. That pain would be selfish focusing on "your" loss, and instead you would feel grateful and humble that you had any time at all with the person. And even if you did grieve over their loss, what is grief if not love trying to persevere?
This proverb , it's so true. How could I ever hate him? I'm just happy I could meet him that's all. I don't want anything from him ,my heart is satisfied even with the memories only. I love him and sometimes he loved me too..
This was good timing for me, today would’ve been our 2 year anniversary. We broke up a month ago now but I can’t forget about her, but she moved on so quickly without me. She is Chilean herself like the poet, and always prided herself on that. The words hit deep in this poem.
For three yrs I have been listed n still listening to this 🏆 poem....I love this...this makes me remember of someone that I was In touch for 5 n half yrs....tonight I really want to remember you...again and again.....
It's as if he is speaking to all of us. This also feels like an inner thought monologue that is reflecting what I am thinking. This speaks to me on so many levels
These are the most painful ways I can write Goodbyes She loved me sometimes, but never came Like the star that travels through the sky But no closer they come to us I felt the mist of her presence To me like nature’s perfume I loved her even when she was ugly To everyone, even to herself The wealth of cherished memories Blanked out by nature’s frolic But just as we try to change our skies We try to cross our oceans Our souls still with no change It’s time to revolve and break flows of other tidal waves I wished the night sky was mine Just as I wished it was her Even though we no longer will be together The full moon blesses us both And at least that we can share For it is a broken memory These are the most painful ways I can write Goodbyes There’s no sorry to chase No shooting star Null wishes from it dying The darkest part is when Reality is collapsing I wished love never changed But love is like it’s own person And with another person it will end up again Cherishing the last breath of the past As the failed artist Who failed at his craft Another creation and another task Will always be at hand
This man knows poetry. He gets me engaged from the beginning to the end starring at each line like a bird looking for a grain of rice amongst sand grains.
I can't help to feel the sadness of the poem, yet have the great joy to feel the beauty of it. Sometimes, I really confused by certain things and certain people, the way they seemed to be or not to be. Life always shows the gray and blue, in between, no black and white ever be clear anymore. Yet we all try to find our own way to show the decency, pleasure, or despair. In reality, life is what we have to face, love is we can optimize at all time, in order to live or live well. But who comes first or together? is there an answer, or is there a doubt?
One of the best romantic separation poetry I have ever experienced. Tonight, I Can Write The Saddess Lines. These lines touched my heart. ❤️❤️❤️ I'm a beloved fan of this RUclips Channel because of this content of powerful life poetry.
"Yo la quise, y a veces ella también me quiso. En las noches como ésta la tuve entre mis brazos. La besé tantas veces bajo el cielo infinito. Ella me quiso, a veces yo también la quería." - Pablo Neruda P. S. There is a clear difference in translation (especially when the use of the comma). Thank you!
Tonight I write my saddest line: The last time I told her that "I love you" Crying softly Comforting my cheek with her hand As I smile She told me "I don't love you anymore" "I know."
Beautiful poem that I happen to know by heart, as I remember listening soundtrack from the movie Il Postino, where Neruda’s poetry was recited by famous actors. Wow, I knew so many poems, it was my hobby to memorize them …… now my memory is not as goos a usted be…
*Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer, and these the last verses that I write for her* the last pain she causes and the last poem ? oh my god it was so touching
"If nothing saves us from death, at least love should save us from life" - Pablo Neruda
Hope you like this week's reading of one of Neruda's greatest love poems.
If you'd like to hear more in the future, comment below with any suggestions and we'll get to work on them.
As always, cheers for the support - RF
This poem is so beautiful and sad and melancholic. Pablo Neruda is one of my favourite poets and I have read many of his poems in the original language. Here is another great and melancholic poem of Pablo Neruda:
"Soneto 22:
Cuántas veces, amor, te amé sin verte y tal vez sin recuerdo,
sin reconocer tu mirada, sin mirarte, centaura,
en regiones contrarias, en un mediodía quemante:
eras sólo el aroma de los cereales que amo.
Tal vez te vi, te supuse al pasar levantando una copa
en Angola, a la luz de la luna de Junio,
o eras tú la cintura de aquella guitarra
que toqué en las tinieblas y sonó como el mar desmedido.
Te amé sin que yo lo supiera, y busqué tu memoria.
En las casas vacías entré con linterna a robar tu retrato.
Pero yo ya sabía cómo era. De pronto
mientras ibas conmigo te toqué y se detuvo mi vida:
frente a mis ojos estabas, reinándome, y reinas.
Como hoguera en los bosques el fuego es tu reino."
(Un poema que trata del recuerdo del amor, un amor que, posiblemente, no sea correspondido. Se puede seguir amando a pesar del tiempo y la distancia, se puede estar enamorado sin ver, sólo con los recuerdos y la esperanza. Es la fuerza del corazón.)
this is so beautiful what you wrote
Thank you for your beautiful video and voice and in making words come alive. Im 37 and have always felt I had a young heart but an old soul. When I hear some of these poems I realise I do and I am. Thank you
Stoicism is a refreshment for the soul. We would all appreciate another stoic video!
Wonderful words🙏
love is so short,forgetting is so long.
It's so true 😭
That hit home
It really is🥺
This line from Neruda has stayed with me and made so much meaning as I evolved in my relationships .
Truth be told
"I no longer love her, that's certain....but maybe I love her" Jesus christ that hit so hard
How long has it been?
@@n.u.k.2188 lol
Agreed
I do not believe that he does not love her
@@n.u.k.2188 6 years
The fact that he wrote this at only 20 years of age is mind blowing to me
I hate the fact that this screams my unspoken feelings rn for me... My own sadness refused to come out from my own mouth
"Don't do with love what a child does with his balloon. Once he has it, he doesn't care. Once it's gone, he cries."
- Pablo Neruda
💔
Wow
Love is a feeling that take over the whole body it will kill the brain's capacity it is only thing on earth that terrified me .
💔
Deep
As a Chilean I can only say that it was a pleasant surprise to see Neruda here. 🇨🇱
He is absolutely amazing, how could he ever be a surprise?
I love his work.
absolutely yes 🙏🏾💙👑
In my opinion, Neruda is one of the greatest poets who has ever lived. He is certainly my favorite. I always come back to him and never tire of the beauty of his verse. He really speaks to the soul.
Same brother 🇨🇱🇨🇱
I love the speaker's voice. He does such a great job w/these readings. I imagine it similar to the voice of God.
Very majestic!!
_________Although i have not hear God speak___________
i know how my knees get weak
His majesty is glorious no matter if He is still
And one day we are all going to be bending to his will
...
So please be really quick
and stop with being ick
repent of all thing God say's that are wrong
and accept the thing he has done
...
He really died for you
so please come throug
In Jesus name, Amen!
Yeah! The voice is awesome, a very thick voice and eloquent.
How do you know the voice of God! nobody knows.
@@amnanshafol in my mind, that's how God would sound. You're free to hear otherwise.
As an English major we studied Pablo Neruda in college. this is back in the seventies .so I'm glad I found him here. he's an excellent poet
Thanks for posting NERUDA.
I'm Anglo-Spanish and have always enjoyed reading poems in both languages.First read his poems 35 years ago and they've always stayed with me.
Once you love it's difficult( if not impossible) to completely unlove.
The voice brings his words to life.Jeez...what a voice...💗💗💓💓
"When you go to bed at night, have for your pillow three things- love,hope,and forgiveness! You will be awaken in the morning- a song in your heart!"
Poetry is so powerful. Especially when someone with a voice like this is reading it!
Pablo Neruda has inspired me towards poetry, when I was in class 5th.I was sick and in bed ,there were textbooks of English of my elder brother in shelf.i draw one out of them it was poetry anthology .During my sick days I read all poems ,but the poem " tonight I write saddest lines"hit my soul as meteorite and was inclined towards poetry completely.
Today my poetry book"flames of soul" has fragrance of Neruda as well.
Thanks
Neruda is my favorite poet, who paints the emotions, gesture & reality of life in words. Residence on this earth came alive by reading him. Tonight is every night, when I can or cannot write the saddest lines, but they remain with me, forever!
The most honest thing I have ever heard, put my last two years of thoughts into words
I've always loved this so much. Still breaks my heart 20 years later.
I am crying, but with no tears, cz I am at work..
yes I loved her, and yes she loved me, and yes we no longer talk to each other.
her absence left scars that I know will never heal.
and I think mine did the same to her.
but why.
why.
how can i know that I will never love another person as much as i loved her, and still know that i can't be with her.
how can i live my life knowing that I will never find another person with whom i'd feel joyful and full of life like i was with her, and know at the same time that we can't be together.
how am i supposed to forget her, and i don't even want to.
I have never believed in sadness.
I never believed that sadness is true,
that one can literally feel pain because of sadness,
can lose interest in life altogether and everything it has to offer.
I never knew that your favorite meal can taste as flavorless as water,
and that your favorite sport would feel as joyless as laying down.
I never knew what sadness was, until the day she travelled and decided that we shall never meet again, cutting all possible routes of communication, and telling me that she's moving on with her life, and that I should do the same; that she wishes me success and fulfillment in life cz that's what i deserve.
I never knew what sadness was all about.
I never knew what sadness was.
I never knew sadness.
and now the only thing I know is sadness.
if you ever read this,
if you ever come across anything left of me,
please know that I loved you to my innermost bones, and that I will always do, but we were never right. we were never compatible. it was my problem that i told myself delusions about you, me , and us that were never true, about how compatible and inherently fit together we were, while knowing all along that we were not.. I kept repeating those delusions to myself until I got imprisoned by them, believed them, and certainly lived them.
and what I am left with now is a sober sharp mind that is very aware of the delusional past i had, and an imprisoning memory that is the most vivid thing in my life. I am caught up swinging between a very realistic and pragmatic individual leading a great life in society and having a great professional life, and between a very far detached from reality nostalgic person who isn't being able to solve this dilemma.
In retrospect, it was inevitable my dear Lynn.
as sad as it is, it was inevitable.
and I don't know how I will ever learn how or what to do with this dilemma, with this mountain of sadness that has deprived me of my senses and all joy or excitement.
you were never right to me, but you were right exactly everything I loved about life.
a letter to Lynn Abdulal,
from Majd
What you have written is just beautiful and heart-touching. I hope you have found happiness again within you.
You will find someone who deserves you. I too know how it feels, and I can tell you that time will heal your wound. To this day I don’t dare disturb the memory of her, but I can say that I’ve overcome the pain that her memory brought.
Thank you for sharing
Brother, I am moved with whatever you said, I felt your emotions all along, your delusions, ur confrontations and most importantly ur pain. I won't ask or say anything about whatever u went through but will only say that what you felt with her is true, not regarding any delusions but the love u had was honest. Brother we fall in love unexpectedly nd move out of it knowing every thing getting lost somewhere never to be found again. Not all paths were meant to reach the same destination, because sometimes the journey remains more memorable than the destination. Brother I may not be right to say this, but I will say that atleast you feel what lost, this aloneness, rough patch of life has shown you the true beauty of love, that is Acceptance. We have broken, we have lost, we have been through dark times but in the end we have accepted it. The true beauty lies in accepting both sides the good nd the bad. Moving on is just a word, we still hv memories but again we still take courage to heal. Brother, have the courage to face these hard times from ur inner self no matter how long it takes. You will heal one day for sure.
My best wishes.
You wrote down all of my thoughts in my heart. I want to tell you that you'll find your love again, that you'll love another girl wholeheartedly like you never loved before. But I'm sorry I can't because I don't even think I would ever love someone like I loved him. Yet...everyone has their life and no one knows what the future holds. I wish the best for you. Please take good care of yourself.
many years ago, i made a list of all the qualitties i wanted in a man. shortly after this, i cleaned up my life, left a terrible person and moved in for a short time with my sister. her boyfriend brought home a friend after golf for a bbq. it was him. we are still together, and he is filled with integrity, honour, responsibility and love. i never had children, but we ended up with his youngest daughter's son at 3 weeks old to raise. he is 5 now, and my love and joy. when we make an effort, when we knock, when we try hard, it is noticed and rewarded. as my scottish gramma used to say, god doesn't answer in a fortnight....so for those reading and feeling lonely....do right and you will get right. much love and big hugs to you and all who read this. xoxoxo
I could not be more grateful and hopeful and blessed than I am now that I have read your comment here
@@andreferreirasiqueira8424 xo
I await your novel...
Why do u accepted him again ?
@@hajoghumman3 i don't understand. i met my husband while staying with my sister.
17 years and four children...now it's over. "She loved me, sometimes." Thanks, RF, I needed to hear this; and now.
Some profound proverb I once heard went something like "If you truly love someone, they can never hurt you." It kind of blew my mind. A love that is so selfless and giving, that expects nothing in return. That even if the person you loved left by choice or through death or even cheated on you, it somehow wouldn't hurt you. That pain would be selfish focusing on "your" loss, and instead you would feel grateful and humble that you had any time at all with the person. And even if you did grieve over their loss, what is grief if not love trying to persevere?
This proverb , it's so true. How could I ever hate him? I'm just happy I could meet him that's all. I don't want anything from him ,my heart is satisfied even with the memories only. I love him and sometimes he loved me too..
This was good timing for me, today would’ve been our 2 year anniversary. We broke up a month ago now but I can’t forget about her, but she moved on so quickly without me. She is Chilean herself like the poet, and always prided herself on that. The words hit deep in this poem.
The lines of this poem really hits different....❤
"Love is so short , forgetting is so long." 💔
There are few things in this life as painful as unrequited love…a soul-consuming ache that is woven into this masterpiece
Noah Pankonin, find this poetry too if u like Dreamer - A Visual Poetry - Travel & Poetry Awaj
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I can't decide if this is the greatest poem ever written. Everytime I hear it it gets better. Its not fair to the other poems.
For three yrs I have been listed n still listening to this 🏆 poem....I love this...this makes me remember of someone that I was In touch for 5 n half yrs....tonight I really want to remember you...again and again.....
Pablo neruda writes in Easy way and describes himself very simple way but his materials are amazing
It's as if he is speaking to all of us. This also feels like an inner thought monologue that is reflecting what I am thinking. This speaks to me on so many levels
This man's voice is majestic and sad
Llegó en el alma. Gracias Maestro por tus versos
Pablo and this poem of him has my heart ❤
These are the most painful ways I can write
Goodbyes
She loved me sometimes, but never came
Like the star that travels through the sky
But no closer they come to us
I felt the mist of her presence
To me like nature’s perfume
I loved her even when she was ugly
To everyone, even to herself
The wealth of cherished memories
Blanked out by nature’s frolic
But just as we try to change our skies
We try to cross our oceans
Our souls still with no change
It’s time to revolve and break flows of
other tidal waves
I wished the night sky was mine
Just as I wished it was her
Even though we no longer will be together
The full moon blesses us both
And at least that we can share
For it is a broken memory
These are the most painful ways I can write
Goodbyes
There’s no sorry to chase
No shooting star
Null wishes from it dying
The darkest part is when
Reality is collapsing
I wished love never changed
But love is like it’s own person
And with another person it will end up
again
Cherishing the last breath of the past
As the failed artist
Who failed at his craft
Another creation and another task
Will always be at hand
Love is so short, forgetting is so long🥺
My favorite line!
@@nikkivenable3700 same
🥺
“Strength is Life, Weakness is Death. Expansion is Life, Contraction is Death. Love is Life, Hatred is Death.” ― “
To love is to suffer. This poem made that clear. Beautiful
The voice fit so well for the solem poem. Deep and sad but uplifting with calm touch of wisdom and warmth.
I cried. So beautiful, so powerful, my heart hurts.
Powerful! And so personal.
With justice, he was called the best poet of the century. This is just one of his pearls. Preserve this colosum Chile. Greetings from the North.
What deep pain is about. I cried thinking about my Father who passed years ago,
"I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too" 💔 totally loving someone who is only half in is so painful.
My favourite poet and my favourite poem! Breaks my heart always! Beautiful! ❤️
One of the best poem ever❤️❤️
Poetry at its purest, truest magnificence.
Wow. What a beautifully sad poem.
So sad , but how true! We should never settle to be loved sometimes! God Bless.😇🙏
I did enjoyed it so much, Pablo Neruda is such a great poet. Absolute masterpiece.
Deep feeling in this poem.
Truly deep
It's take seconds to fall in love and a lifetime forgetting it🥀
Love this one. Thank you ❤️ We write in ⏰’s that never die , that live on ,in our souls.
To love is to suffer! This poem made that clear. Beautiful
Love is so short, forgetting is so long!!!
Absolute masterpiece
I felt it all… every last word, every tone, every line !! Profound
This man is a better poet than a politician.
This man knows poetry. He gets me engaged from the beginning to the end starring at each line like a bird looking for a grain of rice amongst sand grains.
Poems and poets are always a great mystery to me. Recitation was great, just an another level. Healed the pain 🌼❤️
The last two lines make the poem absolutely beautiful 👌💙
Of all the saddest words of pen and paper, the saddest are these, “It might have been”.
Ah yes regret
I can't help to feel the sadness of the poem, yet have the great joy to feel the beauty of it. Sometimes, I really confused by certain things and certain people, the way they seemed to be or not to be. Life always shows the gray and blue, in between, no black and white ever be clear anymore. Yet we all try to find our own way to show the decency, pleasure, or despair. In reality, life is what we have to face, love is we can optimize at all time, in order to live or live well. But who comes first or together? is there an answer, or is there a doubt?
“Another’s. She will be another’s” hard words to hear.
So beautiful
This is so beautiful
FINALLY YOU UPLOAD THIS!!!!
Truly the best lines I've ever heard 😭
Bro I can't take it anymore
It's just tough it's very very tough
Love this as always I love all works of Pablo Neruda .
It's so heart breaking but it gives me immense peace ✌️ just like the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture ♥️
One of the best romantic separation poetry I have ever experienced.
Tonight, I Can Write The Saddess Lines. These lines touched my heart.
❤️❤️❤️
I'm a beloved fan of this RUclips Channel because of this content of powerful life poetry.
yesterday i wrote a poem titled as "Tonight" and today RUclips has me this suggestion. Ironical is life!
This shows great feelings within the soul
Yes we need more from Shane Morris!
This poem is magnificent in English. In the original version which is in Spanish, you will learn why it simply unforgettable!
The voice is overwhelming
What an amazing poem.Thanks for writing it.
Pablo Neruda speaks to the soul.
What a wonderful gifted pitch voice. So tasty words, listen frequently. Thanks
Written so deeply..
"Yo la quise, y a veces ella también me quiso.
En las noches como ésta la tuve entre mis brazos.
La besé tantas veces bajo el cielo infinito.
Ella me quiso, a veces yo también la quería." - Pablo Neruda
P. S. There is a clear difference in translation (especially when the use of the comma).
Thank you!
This is such a great poem
My favourite Neruda. And ur voice......
Just loved the pain behind the words each transparent feel of emotions so deep🥺
4:01 the heartbeats...
Such a Truth. Love Hard. Love your BEST!!
Thanks again, brilliant choice, reading and voice command (as usual)
Just woke at 0330am and came across those Nerudian lines....a star was flickering in the East...
Tonight I write my saddest line:
The last time
I told her that
"I love you"
Crying softly
Comforting my cheek with her hand
As I smile
She told me
"I don't love you anymore"
"I know."
I felt this
"Tonight I can write the saddest lines."
The _saddest_ ? Really?
"I loved her, and *sometimes* she loved me too."
Okay ouch.
I felt the "sometimes," too.
That verse is indeed painful.
I felt that
His saddest.
Yea
Beautiful poem that I happen to know by heart, as I remember listening soundtrack from the movie Il Postino, where Neruda’s poetry was recited by famous actors.
Wow, I knew so many poems, it was my hobby to memorize them …… now my memory is not as goos a usted be…
*Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer,
and these the last verses that I write for her* the last pain she causes and the last poem ? oh my god it was so touching
The ache of lost love and what could’ve been. The love that lives in your memory sometimes for a lifetime.
One of the most painful experiences to lose someone who means the world to you.
Grande Pablo Neruda! Poeta da América Latina!
Beautiful! ❤
Great👍👍pablo neruda poems🌟
Regards 🌹
One of my favourite poems 💜🌻
U great man thank u blessing
Sweat is just fat crying. It is ok to cry, the sky does it all the time 🖖
Omg 😳
Gmo 😲
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nice recitation nice lines
Powerfull words
The saddest lines ever written are the Obituary of a Child written by the parents if they have the strength to do so.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her
Holy hell. That was amazing.
Remarks in brain, love and deep