Pablo Neruda Poems on Soul (22 Poems)

Tonight I Can Write (The Saddest Lines) (Pablo Neruda Poems)

Tonight I can write the saddest lines. Write, for example, ‘The night is starry and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.’ The night wind revolves in the sky and sings. Tonight I can write the saddest lines.I … Continue reading →

Song Of Despair (Pablo Neruda Poems)

The memory of you emerges from the night around me.The river mingles its stubborn lament with the sea. Deserted like the wharves at dawn.It is the hour of departure, oh deserted one! Cold flower heads are raining over my heart.Oh … Continue reading →

Lone Gentleman (Pablo Neruda Poems)

The gay young men and the love-sick girls,and the abandoned widows suffering in sleepless delirium,and the young pregnant wives of thirty hours,and the raucous cats that cruise my garden in the shadows,like a necklace of pulsating oysters of sexsurround my … Continue reading →

Death Alone (Pablo Neruda Poems)

There are lone cemeteries,tombs full of soundless bones,the heart threading a tunnel,a dark, dark tunnel :like a wreck we die to the very core,as if drowning at the heartor collapsing inwards from skin to soul. There are corpses,clammy slabs for … Continue reading →

I like you calm, as if you were absent (Pablo Neruda Poems)

I like you calm, as if you were absent,and you hear me far-off, and my voice does not touch you.It seems that your eyelids have taken to flying:it seems that a kiss has sealed up your mouth.Since all these things … Continue reading →

Ode to Clothes (Pablo Neruda Poems)

Every morning you wait,clothes, over a chair,to fill yourself withmy vanity, my love,my hope, my body.Barelyrisen from sleep,I relinquish the water,enter your sleeves,my legs look forthe hollows of your legs,and so embracedby your indefatigable faithfulnessI rise, to tread the grass,enter … Continue reading →

Poetry (Pablo Neruda Poems)

And it was at that age… Poetry arrivedin search of me. I don’t know, I don’t know whereit came from, from winter or a river.I don’t know how or when,no they were not voices, they were notwords, nor silence,but from … Continue reading →

Here I Love You (Pablo Neruda Poems)

Here I love you.In the dark pines the wind disentangles itself.The moon glows like phosphorous on the vagrant waters.Days, all one kind, go chasing each other. The snow unfurls in dancing figures.A silver gull slips down from the west.Sometimes a … Continue reading →

The Question (Pablo Neruda Poems)

Love, a questionhas destroyed you. I have come back to youfrom thorny uncertainty. I want you straight asthe sword or the road. But you insiston keeping a nookof shadow that I do not want. My love,understand me,I love all of … Continue reading →

The Fickle One (Pablo Neruda Poems)

My eyes went away from meFollowing a dark girl who went by. She was made of black motherofpearlMade of darkpurple grapes,And she lashed my bloodWith her tail of fire. After them all I go. A pale blonde went byLike a … Continue reading →